Chapter Eighty Six

As I regained consciousness,  my head was hurting like a bitch, I pulled my hand to where the pain was, and was amazed too feel my hair wet. Realisation flooded through my veins I knew it was blood.

Withdrawing my hand from my injury and trying to focus my vision I saw blood on my finger tips and confirmation I was right.

"What the fuck just happened?"

Madison  was knelt beside me, "D, hit you over the head with the fire iron..."  she held a concerned look on her face,

 " you ok? "

"I think so, head hurts like a bitch..."

Madison lent over and examined my cut, "Oooh not good, a trip to A&E is my guess? looks like you need stitches"

I was not going back to hospital, fact, even though my vision was blurred and my head felt like it had a digger and driller working away, in my skull, I tired to sound casual as I spoke. 

"I'll be ok, I just need something to stem the bleeding..."

"Jon, please you need stitches..."

"Look I'm ok,  sides, your a nurse, can't you just fix me up?"

she laughed at me, "you're  a real stubborn assole sometimes, you know that?"

I gave her my sexiest grin, as best I could, but fact was, I was not going to go sit in A & E for hours, with everyone prying to know what happened, my private life was already over exposed and I sure the hell wasn't gonna let anymore of it become public knowledge.

Madison had left me alone going to fetch something to ease the pain, and stem the bleeding.

She returned minutes later. "Ok, my pop is on the way, he is gonna fix you up, in the mean time take these and  use this?"

she handed me two Tylenol and a towel that had been run in cold water and wrung out, I took the pills and towel and gently I placed it on my head, I winced as I pressed gently.  Still sitting on the floor, I wanted to move somewhere more comfortable.

"Can you help me?"

"Sure, what you need me to do?"

"help me up ?"

slowly Maddi helped me to my feet and to the arm chair I had pointed too. I sat with my arm resting raised keeping the towel to my head and the injury.

"Where's D go?"

" after she hit you she dropped the iron and ran out of the door,  she could be in Chicago for all I know, she was quicker than a V8. Man she is some piece that one." 

 I was puzzled,  and let my thoughts outta my mouth "I don't get it..."

"What don't you get?, far as I can see, you've had a lucky escape from her, no both or them."

I looked at Maddi, "but that's just it, the person I've been talking too of late, really aint my wife, that person is not the Dorothea Hurley I married.... I don't know what or how, but something aint right?"

"she had a break down you think?"

"Maybe, I tell ya, some of the stuff is definitely D, but whacking me?, I swear that's not right, she just would not have done that?... I don't know..."

Maddi lifted the towel and inspected the cut... "has it stopped?"

she lent back a little, "nope, still bleeding..." she checked her watch just as there came a knock on the door. she rose from her knees and went and answered.

When she re appeared she was with a man. her pop was my guess.

 "Pop this is Jon,"

A man in his late years, greying hair and slightly balding on top walked over to where I was resting and held out his hand toward me.

"Mr Bongiovi, I'm Howard, Madison's father"

I shook his hand which was warm. "now let me take a look here and see what's been going on?"  he placed his bag on the carpet next to my foot, and removed the towel and inspected the damage.

"I'm sorry, I need to press to check for fractures, it will hurt... " he wasn't joking, I all but past out and saw stars.

He studied me the whole time, "your a little white are you ok?" I shook my head, "Yeah, I'm ok?"

"Well the good news is I cant feel anything moving or indented, but with the skull you never can tell, really you should go to the A&E and have an x-ray to be on the safe side?"

"No, look, I'm fine..."

"Ok" he raised his eyebrows In disapproval, but continued to check me over, "Follow the light with your eye's please?"

I did as instructed, "Blow out your cheeks please?" Again I did as I was asked. "Raise your arms, touch your nose, then my finger..." the tests were tires some but I went along with them.

"Well, I don't think there is any serious damage, but, if you start to feel dizzy, drowsy, sick or cant stay away, straight to hospital you go, ok?"

I shook my head. "Right, lets get you stitched up then, I'll give you a local..." he drew the syringe and filled it with anaesthetic, then punctured my skin in a few places around the cut and started to fix me up.

I was grateful the injection worked and I was numb, taking relief from the banging and pain I had been feeling. When he was done he stood back, removed his gloves and announced I had ten stitches, and that I would need to go see him on fourteen days to get his nurse to remove them.   I shook his hand and agreed to meet him again in fourteen days, and again pay heed to his warming about head injuries, he gave me a leaflet explaining just in case I forgot. As Madison showed him to the door, I smiled to myself, when she returned, she saw and asked me, "What's so amusing?"

"Nothing, nothing at all" , ... I tired to change the subject... "your Pop, he's a nice man..."

"He is, glad you like him... he was serious you know?"

"About what?"

"Going to get checked out and having an x-ray?"

"I'm fine, honestly, look I promised him if anything gets worse I'll go ok?"

"mmmm but your stubborn, I've already told you that... no what Jon, humour me, I'll watch over you, but if I think you need to go, you let me take you?"

"No dice, your gonna take me now...."

"Too fucking right I am, Jon, really, my pop said if you have a fractured skull anything can happen and you only have a short time to do things when the brain swells... please listen too me... he's given me the name of a private Dr we can see and skip A&E, whadda ya say?"

reluctantly I gave in, "Ok, alright already, if it keeps ya happy I'll go..."

I stood ready to go to the hospital, but as I did the room spun and I fell back on the chair, "Whoa, guess I stood a little to quick eh?"

"Told ya, I'm calling an ambulance." I closed my eye's to stop the spinning and just went with the flow.