Chapter 15

The next few hours are surprisingly very relaxed. No panic, no crying, no fighting, nobody's getting hurt. And after a long day, that's something I'm incredibly thankful for. The tray of food the nurses brought looks highly unappetizing and Ava found it disgusting so Taylor went to get us all some real food. Charlie decides to stay for dinner too, which I find really sweet. She's such a sweet and dedicated friend, I'm glad my daughter has her. The four of us eat together and watch some TV, and Joey and my parents come to visit in the meantime. Once I'm finished eating my dad pulls me to the side to talk privately.

"So I talked to Joseph like you asked, and he told me a bit about what's on his mind. I don't know how much of it you know or not but I'll tell you everything. So the first thing he said was that he doesn't feel like he's in a normal family for a few reasons. Like first it was the whole thing about photographers and fans and what not wanting to talk to him and ask him questions and stuff. He feels like he's not a normal kid because of it. I don't know if you talked about this with him or not but just thought I'd let you know because you're really gonna have to talk about that with him. Next is the whole issue with Amy. I have no idea what kind of beef he has with her but anyway; I think he's still having trouble dealing with this divorce. He's really not liking the idea of only being with one parent at a time and every time he sees you and Taylor talking it, he says it's torture because it makes him believe that you'll get back together but it doesn't happen. Last thing is he's just worried about the tour. He's still not sure if he wants to come or stay here because he doesn't wanna be three months with Amy and without you and Ava, but at the same time he said he'd miss Taylor and his friends if he was gone for the tour the whole three months. Today he was also worried about Ava being in the hospital so it made him feel worse but I told him she'll be okay."

Some of the stuff my dad tells me is stuff I already know about but most of it is quite new. I feel so much worse for him but at the same time relieved that I know exactly what's going on with him so I can talk to him as soon as possible. But right now it's getting late. Charlie's mother already called me asking for her daughter, so I told her I'll have her driven home. When I get back in the room with my dad I see Amy's back in the room and I can immediately see the discomfort in my kids, which makes me feel uncomfortable too.

I decide I should go home and get some stuff for myself and Ava since she's gonna be in here for at least a few days. I give Joey the option of spending the night here, with his father or with my parents. Because he's not a fan of Amy and has to get to school tomorrow morning he decides to spend the night at my parents' house. I have Taylor stay in the room with our daughter while I'm gone so I don't have to worry about Amy being a psychopath and doing god knows what to my baby. After finding out what she did when Ava was born I worry about even having them near each other without supervision. On my way back to the apartment I drive Charlie home and walk her to her door. I'm not gonna let her even take a step outside alone at this time of night.

Once I see that she's home safe and sound I drive back home with Joey and meet my parents there. I help him get whatever he needs before getting everything for Ava and myself. Some toiletries, clean panties, PJs, change of clothes, Ava's microwavable pig stuffy, all of it; I even pack some food because I know she's not gonna want any hospital food. As I go through her drawers to get some clothes for her I hear something hit against the wood of the drawer. I keep digging through her clothes and my jaw drops at what I find. First off some razor blades, loose in her drawer, which I now know she's been cutting with, and finally some syrup of ipecac. Multiple bottles, one of which is almost empty. How did she get her hands on so many bottles of this stuff? I didn't even know it still existed. And how the hell has she managed to drink almost a whole bottle? You'll throw up a storm after one teaspoon. I flush all the razors down the toilet, pour all the ipecac syrups down the sink and throw the bottles away. Right on time too because once the last bottle is thrown out I see Joey standing in the doorway of the room, ready to go. I'm all packed as well and so I walk out with him. When I hug my son goodbye I hold him as tightly as I can. I need him to know that no matter what's going on right now that I still love him so so much.

"Don't cry mom. We're both gonna be fine. I'll see you tomorrow right after school okay," he reassures me, smiling. Only in that moment do I realize I'm crying. I wipe them away and giggle.

"Okay. I love you so much baby."

"Love you too mom," he answers, hugging me. I hold him one last time before watching him enter my dad's car and head down the road for my parents' apartment. I then take all the stuff I packed and shove it in my car before speeding my way back to the hospital.

Taylor's in the room with Ava alone and Amy's right by the door, looking upset, but right now is not the time for me to talk to her about this. Right now I need to be there for my baby girl and make sure all her needs are taken care of. Daddy and daughter look like they're having some fun talking and laughing together, it warms my heart so much to see them like that. Once they see me about to walk in with tons of bags in my arms they laugh and Taylor helps me set them down.

"What'd you pack the entire apartment," he asks cracking up.

"Well girls need their stuff. Plus I brought food so Ava doesn't have to worry about nasty hospital food," I answer, winking at my child in the hospital bed. Taylor gives our daughter a hug and kiss goodnight and hugs me as well before leaving.

"Ouuu, mom.." I watch Ava tease me and smile. It's one of the first times I see her like that today.

"What?"

"You know exactly what, that hug. Looks like you and dad are being extra friendly, if you know what I mean."

"Baby just because daddy and I are being nice to each other it doesn't mean anything. We're always nice to each other. Would you rather we be complete assholes to each other?"

"No, I'm just saying I haven't seen y'all hug in like three years so... it's kind of... different. Whatever. On another topic did you actually pack food?"

"Well my baby has to eat doesn't she?" I watch Ava giggle and her eyes beginning to close, which makes me giggle, simply because she looks so cute. "Alright, time for bed. Get some rest sweetheart." I hand over her little stuffy and make sure she's well tucked into bed before kissing her cheek. But as I turn around she won't let go of my hand.

"Mom, can you... maybe... sleep in this bed... with me," she asks hesitantly.

"Oh, baby of course." With that I turn the lights off in the room and get in the bed carefully. I don't wanna squish or tear out any IVs, or hurt her arms or legs since most are broken. Once I'm perfectly comfortable in the bed Ava cuddles as close to me as possible and I wrap my arms around her, holding her as tight as I can.

The night is honestly long and she wakes up a few times, crying over what happened today and everything she's gone through, even having a nightmare about Amy, but once she realizes she's dreaming and that I'm there she falls back asleep in my arms, as her eyes close for the last time tonight, I plant my lips against her head and whisper in her ear.

"Sweet dreams baby, I love you."

Two chapters in one night. Y'all are spoiled today. lol please don't get used to it I'm studying like a madwoman this week ;P

Thanks so much to everyone who reads my fics I love you guys to bits.

Like I said last chapter, if you wanna check out my new fic, it's called Stay. I put up the first chapter like last week or something, and I really hope you guys like it.