AmericaxAbused!reader I'll be your hero part 4

You slowly opened your eyes, and blinked, letting you sight get used to the white room.  You went to sit up, and fell back, your body screaming in agony.  You bit your lip, waiting for the pain to pass. As soon as it was over, you slowly moved your arm, then the other one. You sighed, and let your eye's wander around the room.  You lingered on the pile of gifts at the end of your bed.
"Who would give me those?" you mumbled. You shrugged it off, and looked over to the side of the bed, and blinked. Alfred was sitting on a stool, his head lying on the bed, asleep.  
"Alfred, sleeping, never thought I'd see it." You giggled, and smiled. "I'm glad you're my boyfriend, ya know?"
"Yup."  Alfred mumbled, slowly opening his eyes. He lifted his head, and grinned.  "(Name)!" Alfred jumped up, and kissed you. It was gentle, yet passionate, but it was all you needed.
"You know, I haven't left this room once since they brought you here." Alfred said, lying down on the bed next to you.
"And that's been how long?" You asked, turning your head tword's him.
"3 days."  You blinked.
"3 days?"
"3 days." Alfred replied, a smile tugging at his lips. You two jumped as the door opened. The doctor came in, followed by the nurse. He stopped, and smiled.
"Never thought I see this." He said, chuckling as Alfred got up off the bed, his face red.  The doctor walked over, and smiled.
"Hello (name), I'm Dr.  Kirkland, but you can call me Arthur." He smiled. "And this is Amelia." He nodded tword's the nurse. You smiled, and looked at Alfred, who found a corner, then back to Amelia.
"You two look a lot like each other." You said. Amelia smiled, and pulled Alfred out of the corner.
"That's because he's my little brother!" she replied, hugging him.
"W-wha?"  You blinked. "How come you never told me?" Alfred looked at you.
"I um-"
"Good question." Amelia said, nodding her head.  "Why didn't you?"
"Amelia, love, this is supposed to be a hospital, not a family reunion." Arthur said, putting his hand on her shoulder. Amelia grinned, and let go of Alfred, who made his way over to your bed. Arthur sighed, and gave Amelia a quick kiss, and then turned back tword's you.
"Do you think you could sit up?" He asked. You shook your head.
"What if Amelia helped you?" he replied.
"Maybe." You said, looking at Alfred.
"Well, it doesn't hurt to try." Amelia replied, walking over to you. "Alfred, Move." She pushed Alfred and he stumbled, but caught himself.
"Dude!"
"Shut up." Amelia said, sliding her hand's under your back. "Ready?"
"I guess." You mumbled. She gently lifted you, stopping half way.
"Can you make the rest?" she asked. You nodded. She lifted you up the rest, and leaned you against the pillow.
"Thanks'." you said. "It still hurts thou."
"No problem, and that's to be expected, seeing as how you, well got stabbed in the back." She replied. Alfred walked back over to you, and he put his hand on top of yours, and kissed you forehead.  You smiled
"Anyway, now that that's done, I need to check your heartbeat and all that jazz." Arthur said, clearing his throat.  Alfred looked at him.
"You not goanna make me move, are you?" he asked, squeezing you hand.
"No." Alfred sighed. "Only because Amelia already did that."
"Aww, you so sweet." She said.  Arthur smiled, and took his stethoscope off his neck.
"Only when you don't annoy me." He replied, sitting on the stool next to your bed.
"Are you two dating or…"
"Married." Arthur replied, pressing the end of the stethoscope to your chest.  You nodded, and looked up at Alfred, who was glaring at Arthur. You shook your head, and winced as he placed the end on your stomach.
"Sorry." He mumbled, wrapping the stethoscope around his neck. You nodded, glancing up at Alfred.
"Were going to need to change your bandages (name)." Arthur said, glancing at your stomach. You gulped, and looked around the room.  Arthur and Alfred looked at each other, and Amelia stepped up to your bed.
"I'll do it." She said. She raised her arm, and pointed to the door.
"You two boy's, out." She said. Alfred eminently burst into complaint, and Arthur stood up, and placed his hands on Alfred's shoulders.  
"Come on git." He said, steering him tword's the door.
"But-"
"She'll be fine." Arthur cut him off, and led him out the door. Amelia slammed it shut behind them, and pulled down the shades, waving to the boys.
"You'd think they never heard of privacy." She said, reaching into the cupboards.
"Arthur didn't mind." You replied, gasping as a wave of pain shot up your back. Amelia looked over at you, her blue eyes filled with worry.
"Can I lie down after were done?" you asked. "I don't think I can sit up for much longer."  Amelia nodded, and pulled a fresh roll of bandages out of the cupboard.  She slowly unwrapped the bandages, stopping when you let out little shrikes.  When she finished, she looked at the knife wound, and flinched.
"Is it better?" you asked, yelping when she dabbed rubbing alcohol on it.
"A little." She replied. You groaned, wincing. Amelia sighed, and put the bottle down, and wrapped new bandages around your chest and stomach.  
"There, all done." Amelia threw the bloody wrappings in the trash can, and helped to lay down.  She called the boys back in, and you fell asleep as Alfred reached your bed.

During the next few days, people came to visit you, usually 3 at a time.  Mackenzie came, but it was only to see Alfred. She never once let go of his arm, and she got so bad Amelia had to step in. She pulled her off Alfred, slapped her and kicked her out, telling her to grow up.  Later on in the week, you found out you had to go to your father's trial.
"I can barley sit up!" you shouted. "What makes them think I can stand for 4 hours?"
"I know, but there not giving me much say in this love." Arthur said, running his hand thru his hair. Amelia placed her hand on his shoulder, and Alfred sat on the edge of your bed.
"I'll be up there with you (name), so if you start to get dizzy, you can lean on me." Alfred said. You looked at him.
"Y-you're going to be there?" you asked. Alfred nodded.
"Iv got to tell them about the knife thing." He replied. Arthur nodded.
"Oh, well then, I guess it's not so bad then." You mumbled.
"We can give you pain killers, plus we'll be there to." Amelia chimed in.
"plus, they want us to tell him of your entire wound's, and were actually going to try to get custody of you." Arthur said. You looked over at Alfred, who was just a shocked as you.
"W-why?" You and Alfred asked at the same time. Arthur smirked.
"Reason's best left unknown." He replied.  You looked over at Alfred, who was blushing.
"W-where is she going to sleep?" he asked.  
"Where ever." Amelia replied, grinning.  You face palmed.
"This is going to go well, I'm sure." You mumbled.