Fixing a Hole (A Beatles Fanfic)

Dizzy Miss Lizzy

Beep....Beep.....Beep.....Beep..

Was all I could hear. My eyes were still shut, but I saw a bright light ahead of me. Am I dead? Am I dreaming? 

I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes, Good lord, It's bright in here..

I slowly sat up, Fuck! I winced in pain while holding my right thigh.

Fuck, this aches so bad! 

"Ah, Miss. Smith. I'm glad to see you're awake!" The doctor chirped as he walked in the room.

I stared at him oddly, "What happened?"

The doctor tilted his head, "You mean you don't remember?"

I squinted my eyes at him, trying to remember.

As I looked down at my right leg, which was all bandaged up, I remembered.

"I remember what happened.." I mumbled as I nodded, staring at my stabbed leg.

"Good" The doctor smiled.

"There's two men out in the hallway wishing to see you, would you like me to send them in?" He asked carefully.

I nodded, "Pick one to come in first" I said.

The doctor nodded as he left the room.

Fucking douche father.. Fucking stupid fu-

"Hey, Rita" I snapped my head as I saw Richard standing at the doorway.

I smiled, "Hey, Ritchie! Come on!" I said.

Richard took a seat beside me, "How are you feeling, darling?" He asked carefully, concern filling his eyes.

I smiled, "I'm alright.." I sighed.

I stared at his eyes, "Seeing your eyes in person, though.. That makes me feel a little better" I smirked.

Ritchie looked down and blushed.

"I'm just happy you're alive" He said.

I tilted my head, staring at him oddly, "Of course, I'd be alive. Why wouldn't I?"

His head snapped back at me, "You lost so much blood, thank god you wore spanks! You may not have survived without that pressure" He said.

Shit, did this lad see me spanks?

"Who's the other lad in the hallway?" I asked.

"John" Ritchie replied.

I nodded in silence.

"How come you're here, Ritichie?" I asked, confused.

Richard chuckled, "I'm yer friend of course!" 

I laughed, "Ya..."

I held my arms out, looking at Richard. He stared at me for a moment, then realized what I was asking for.

Richard got up from his seat and hugged me tightly.

"Thanks for caring, Richard." I smiled.

He chuckled, "That's the first time you've call me that" He softly said.

I shrugged, still hugging him, "Just thank you."

"Of course, love. I'll always be here" He said, breaking the hug.

Richard now stood in front of me, he grabbed something from his jacket-pocket.

"For you" He grinned, handing me a small teddy-bear.