Hadley: Not TrueMature

A couple days passed and I spent them exactly the same way, being insanely bored and slightly in pain. I didn’t have much time to be in pain, though, since before the morphine had really had a chance to wear off, a nurse came an dosed me up with some more. I was snuggling with Maxxie and one of the nurses walked past, looking unimpressed with him being on the bed. Maxxie pecked me on the lips and I hummed, kissing back kind of lazily. He sighed slightly and I stroked his cheek.

"Can you do me a favour?" I asked.


"Go home and get me some boxers and a t-shirt. I don't like these" I said, plucking at my hospital gown.

"Sure" he kissed my forehead and slipped out the bed.

I took advantage of the wait for him to get back and had a little snooze.


He smiled at me when I woke up and I smiled back, wondering how long I was asleep for.

"Nurse didn't like me sneaking out. I think I'm on her bad side now" he giggled and I laughed.

"I thought you were on her bad side anyway"

"Probably" he hummed.

I tried to sit up but didn’t get very far. Maxxie helped me up and a winced a teeny bit, trying not to let it show. "What did you bring me, then?" I asked, smiling.

He pulled a t-shirt and a pair of boxers out of a bag and I smiled.

"Guess who has the honour of attempting to help me put them on"

"This could be interesting"

I giggled and he undid the gown, pulling it off and helping me get the t-shirt on. I could see a nurse watching from across the ward and she didn’t look too impressed with us. Maxxie ignored her, clearly wondering how to help me with the boxers.

"I think I'm gonna have to get out of bed for those" I said.

"You'll hurt yourself"

"I won't. Not if I'm careful"

"You will. Just put them on in bed"

"I can barely reach my knees right now"

He kissed my forehead and slid my boxers up my legs under the comforter. I shut my eyes, feeling pretty useless, and Maxxie got back into bed. He kissed me and I kissed back, sighing a little.

"What's up?"

"I can't do anything"

"That's not your fault, Bunny. The more you rest now, the sooner you'll heal"

"I feel useless" I said, a teeny bit upset.

He looked a little upset by this and cuddled me. I cuddled back, still upset, and he pecked me on the lips.

"I love you" he said as I kissed back.

"I love you too"

He huggled me, still being kind of careful and I held back a sigh. He played with my hair and the two of us fell into silence. The nurse from before eventually came over and whinged about Maxxie being on the bed but I just cuddled him more in protest. The nurse gave up and walked off and Maxxie kissed me. I kissed back but was still kind of upset only there was a different reason this time. A worried frown snuck onto Maxxie’s face.

"What's Mom gonna think?"

"That it's entirely my fault"

"Even though it wasn't"

"She's not gonna see it that way" Maxxie sighed a little.

"Can't I just discharge myself today and just pay the hospital bills? Mom never has to know that way"

He shook his head. "I'd rather face the screaming than letting you discharge yourself. You need to stay here, gorgeous, 'cause I can't do anything if you make yourself worse"

"I need to let Brent know I won't be in as well"

"My phone's in the bag, if you wanna call him?"

I nodded and he got his phone, passing it to me. I called Brent and let him know I wouldn’t be in for a while because I was in hospital. I gave Maxxie back his phone and he dropped it back into the bag. I chuckled a little.

"He doesn't believe me that I got stabbed"

Maxxie smiled. "Well if he wants proof, he can come see you"

I pushed the comforter over him, smiling a little as he got comfy. I pulled my t-shirt up so I could actually check out the damage to my stomach. I’d been curious about it since I woke up. Maxxie took a look at it in all its bruised glory and looked a little bit horrified. I craned my neck a little to check out y stab wound and Maxxie bit his lip a little.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"I should've found you earlier. I shouldn't've wandered around looking for you for so long"

I prodded him gently.

"S'true. If I hadn't wasted so much time, you wouldn't have to be here"

"Maxxie, even if you had taken less time I'd still be in here" I said, my expression turning serious.

He sighed. "I s'pose. But you wouldn't have gotten stabbed"

I shook my head. "Not true" I said and he frowned a little. "He stabbed me maybe five minutes after we were on the phone. There's no you way would've found him before then"

He stroked my cheek. "I guess. I just hope Alex made him regret what he did"

I kissed his hand, not really wanting to move since I’d finally found a way of sitting that didn’t hurt.

"Y'know you said you were never letting me out of the apartment on my own again?" he said.


"I think we ought to both be house bound" he smiled a little.

I smiled back and he kissed me. I snuggled up to him with a hum, smiling again as he cuddled me. Maybe being in hospital wasn’t entirely bad...

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