Fixing Each Other

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Jerome's POV

My eyes fluttered open as I began to wake up. All I could feel was pain radiating all around my every breath was agonising. I felt someone squeeze my hand. I focused my eyes on the figure hovering over me. Her features came into focus as I blinked confusedly. My memory was a bit foggy.

Bridget's here.

And she's crying?

"Y... you're crying?" I croaked out. She laughed through the tears, a happy look on her face. She gently pulled me forwards and placed her lips on mine. I kissed her back, her lips wet with tears making me taste the salty liquid. She pulled back, still sobbing.

She gave me some water, and I accepted it gratefully. As I swallowed the water soothed my scratchy throat. Which made me feel so much better. I

Looked around and saw that there were multiple people in the room, including my brother. "What's everyone doing here?" I asked, causing Bridget to sob.

"There here because of you." She cried. I went to sit up, but Bridget pushed me down gently.

"I need to sit up." I groaned, but she shook her head.

"No!" She snapped, causing me to jump. "Tommy said you needed to rest. So rest." She ordered. I huffed, trying to sit back up.

"Jerome Alexander Morton lay down this instant."

"Mum?" I croaked out, glancing towards the door. She rushed over to me as Bridget moved to the other side of my bed. My mum gasped when she saw me.

"Who the hell did this to you." She cried but then turned around to face Jeremiah, glaring fiercely at him. He visibly pales and I would've laughed at him if it didn't hurt to move.

"Ma! I didn't do this. Are you crazy!" He shrieked in defence. I managed a laugh, but it turned into a coughing fit.

"Would you just stay still. You're healing, you idiot!" Bridget snapped at me before smiling sheepishly at me.

"Come on sweetheart, don't be like that." I protested.

"I swear Jerome I will sedate you." She threatened, a small growl rising in her chest. I reluctantly agreed to stop trying to get up, but not before I rolled my eyes at her. My mother turned to me and glanced at Bridget.

"Not to sound rude or anything. But who are you exactly?" She questioned. Bridget flushed, looking at me. I grinned at her.

"Aw your blushing," I teased. She glared at me as I looked at my mum and smiled, "she's my mate. Isn't she beautiful?" I said happily. I watched the shock turn to happiness.

"You have a second mate." She whispered, and I nodded. Just as I did my father walked into the room. His worried look intensified as he saw me. He glared at Jeremiah.

"Did he do that!" He yelled, pointing at Jeremiah, and I shook my head.

"Oh, come on!" He yelled, "How come everyone's asking me that!" He complained.

"Jeremiah. You should go outside. Autumns here." My father mumbled awkwardly. I felt Bridget tense, an angry look crossing her features.

"Could you ask if I can have something for the pain?" I asked, squeezing her hand. She nodded and her eyes glazed over minutes later Tommy was here. He smiled and then took a look around the room.

"I'm sorry but I need all non-family members to leave. I understand everyone's worried, but he needs to rest." Tommy said as he stood behind the door. Seth walked over to the bed and smiled at me.