Sighing, he turned his head back to his father. "I can't make you leave." He whispered back, lacing their fingers. His father seemed to have lost his anger, mostly confused. He wasn't sure what to do, just standing there.
Caroline leaned down and kissed her boyfriend's forehead
He shut his eyes, loosening his grip on her hand. He also pulled his hand down, to show his bloody lip. He didn't care as of the moment, she wouldn't care. She had seen enough as is. "Henry." Mrs. Hoax said, standing up next to her husband. "I think we should be leaving."
"Henry is it?" She said standing up"I love your son more than I've ever loved anyone or anything I would die for him" she lifted her shirt to show a very bruised area And a small hole"I took a bullet for him"
Becca gasped, looking at Caroline. "No!" She said in shock, putting a hand on her husbands arm. Henry glanced at her, and turned back to Brad. "I'll be talking to you. Later." He said sharply, pulling his wife along out the door. "Come on Emmy. We're leaving." And at that, Emmy stood and obediently followed after her parents. Head hung low.
Caroline drop back down to Brad stroking his cheek with her thumb
"I'm sorry you had to see that." He whispered, pushing himself up some. He cringed as his wrist rolled the wrong way, trying not to shout out in pain. "That wasn't suppose to happen, they're normally really calm people."
Blood drip from her nose that always happen whenever she had a panic attack
He reached up, wiping as much of the blood away as he could. "We both probably look like a wreck." Brad laughed slightly, kissing her lips gently. He left a slight blood stain against her, but didn't care as long as she didn't.
"I don't want you to go home" she said
"I won't, not right now at least." He whispered, resting his forehead against hers.
" I love you" she said
"I love you the most, don't forget it." He whispered, pulling her into a hug.
"if I see another person lay their hand on you I'm going to drop kick him" she said
"I'd love to see that." He smirked, resting his head against the couch. "That really hurt though."
" I'm sorry" she said
"Nothing you did, if you didn't know." He whispered, rubbing the back of his head. "I honestly need to fix myself up… and wrap my wrist."
"come on I'll pick you up" she said
"You're still hurt though." He whispered, loosening his hold on her.
"I'm fine I just had a panic attack I just have a bloody nose" she said
"No, not that." He said, lifting the edge of her shirt up. "That."
She looked away from him and pulled her shirt down
"I don't want you trying to lift me, because of that." He whispered, pushing himself up, and cringing at that.
"Brad I'm fine" she said
"I won't let you, but I'll let you help me clean up if you want." He whispered, hobbling along to the bathroom.
"Brad. . . Baby" she said
"Hmm?" He asked, putting his clean hand on the wall to support himself.
Caroline walked over to him and she cupped his face " I am so sorry I shouldn't have left the room she stayed if I would have stayed I would have been able to push you out of the way"
"Princess, I don't think you understand what happened." He whispered, putting a hand on hers'. "He push me, and i rolled my wrist and my ankle as I went down. He banged my face on the coffee table as I came down." He told her, sliding his hand down to her hip. "You didn't do anything wrong, you wouldn't have been able to do anything."
"listen to me okay I don't care if he's your father or not I will literally beat the s*** out of him if he lays another hand on you" she said