Wyatt slowly walks to sit in the chair beside me as I simply glare at him, crossing my arms over my chest. He leans back in the chair and I swear he is smirking as he says softly “be mad, that’s fine as long as you’re safe”. I spit back sarcastically “yeah its fine as long as I’m doing what you want”. He groans and looks over to my brothers and the doctor “give us the room” he orders. After they have left, Wyatt looks back at me, his soft eyes meeting mine. “ You know that’s not what this is about Poppy”. “Then what is it about? And don’t you dare say my safety because we both know that’s bullshit” I say bluntly. “Poppy..... I promise you. I just want you to be safe. We are working to make it safe for you to go back as soon as possible, but I couldn’t stand seeing you get hurt again. Once
