Chapter 3
1339 Words
Jared's POV
Nobody has dared to walk out on me. Not a single person and yet this woman just escaped. I let her. I f*****g let her leave my house.
"Search for her. Where she is and what's she doing right now!" I growled through the phone. Not a single woman has ever made me this frustrated and angry right now.
Anitta Raynott. You are in deep trouble, my dear.
Anitta's POV
'She's coding! We need a crash cart in here now!' The doctors are running towards .... Oh god Rosie. No please let it not be Rosie.
It is Rosie's room. She is on the bed, unconscious. "No!No!No!" Tears start to flow down my face. I can't breathe. I can't see anything as I crumble on the ground.
'Ms. Raynott. We need to get your sister into surgery right away. Please sign the papers here.'
"Rosie, w-w-would s-she b-be o-okay?"
'We will try our best to make sure that she's okay Ms. Raynott. Now if you please sign the papers, we will prep her for the surgery right away.' I raise my hand shakily trying to sign my name on the piece of paper. Rosie is my world and I can't lose her. Yet, I can't do anything but to helplessly see her being pushed to the surgery room.
Please just let Rosie be okay. Please, mom.
Jared's POV
'Sir, we have tracked her. She's currently at George Mason Hospital.'
"IS SHE FINE? IS SHE OKAY? WHY THE f**k IS SHE AT THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW?" I roar through the phone. I need to know if Anitta is okay. Damn that woman really got inside my brain after that first encounter.
'S-Sir, I don't know.'
"Well, f*****g check the hospital and I need background checks on Anitta and her younger sister in 5 minutes in my mail."
'Right away sir"
[5 minutes later]
'Sir, it's in your mail.'
"Thank you, Samuel." I said as I pull up Anitta Reynott and Rosie Raynott's profile. Anitta is the only caregiver of ... Rosie? For her whole life she has been shuffling through 10 different foster care homes until she could survive on her own. It says on her record that she would always go with her sister and never leave her alone. The reason? Rosie Raynott has heart problems.
My mind goes back to when Anitta was trying to leave the room. She was trying to go to her sister. I let out a sigh of relief when I know it wasn't Anitta. But ...
"Hey brother, who's making you all raged up?" Marcel is crossing his hand, leaning against the door.
"None of your concern."
"Oh really? Or should I call Anitta Raynott and ask?"
"Touch her and you WILL DIE" I am mad. Oh god, this woman is getting inside my brain, slowly eating all of my thoughts.
"Woah, woah, slow down there. I was just joking. But seriously J, who is she?"
"No one special."
"Hmmm...maybe I can..."
"Don't even think about it Marc. Now get out, I have things to take care of."
"Hey, don't kick me out so soon. I want you to hear this. I heard that mom made you bring a girlfriend by 2 months. What are you going to do, J?"
"Don't worry about me, I have gotten it all sorted out. Now leave, I got work to do."
"Not so easy there brother. I heard that you have also hired 'temporary assistant' just as a position as a fake girlfriend for mom. Is that how you found lovely Ms. Raynott?"
"Where the HELL do you get these information from? Stay away Marc, I am telling you."
"Sure thing, brother. And do know, mom's going to find out eventually." He smirks. I know that smirk really well. Really well. It's a I am going to tell mom soon smirk.
"Oh no you don't Marcel Grayson Dimitrou! Get the f**k out of my office now!" I growl. Just then, the telecom beeps 'Sir, we have information from our sources telling us that Ms. Raynott's sister is currently in surgery. If you need an update on them, I will keep you posted.'
"Keep an eye on her, Sam. As many man as possible, do not let them know that you are around. You hear me?"
'Right on it, sir.'
I sigh and close my eyes. Surgery? That would take on for hours and Anitta she hasn't eaten anything yet. I am feeling like a creep right now but I have to go and check on Anitta. She is not feeling well and just like that I felt that she has trapped me the first time we have met.
I have loved her at first sight.
Anitta's POV
'Ms. Raynott, we have great news. A new heart for Rosie is coming on the way as she was put first on the transplant list. We should just hope that this heart would be a great fit for Rosie. Please wait until we have any more news on her.'
"Thank y-you so much, doctor. Please give me an update on her once you have any news about her new heart." I am trembling, I could feel my feet numb and blood just stops circulating in me. Oh no, my shift starts in 1 hour. I should call in.
"Hi, Mrs. Green. I am sorry I won't be able to make it to the shift today. Um.. Rosie is currently having a surgery and I just can't leave her right now. I hope you would understand.... Thank you Mrs. Green. I hope you have a nice day too." I let out a sigh. If Rosie could just live this time, I would do anything in my power to give her a better life.
Was I ever happy? I had a horrible childhood and now I can't even live probably. But Rosie is my life and with her being happy, I am happy. I wouldn't live for anything else nor anyone else. I had no one but me growing up. I had to shuffle between 10 different foster cares and only to those who would accept both me and Rosie. I would never leave Rosie behind. The girl deserves better than just this - a hospitalized life. I am helpless. I don't know what to do anymore.
PING!PING! 'Congratulations for being accepted for the temporary assistant position at Dimitrou Corp. Please be ready for work the following Monday. We will have staff helping you when you arrive. Once again, congratulations.'
"You should never walk out on me ever again. Never. Will. I. Let. You. Out. Of. My. Sight." And just that, I blankly stares at the man standing in front of me. He looks...vaguely similar to... the man who saved me. I cringe knowing that I would earn an earful from this man but this time I don't care anymore. My thoughts and feelings are completely at bay for Rosie.
He sighs and sits down right beside when he couldn't hear a reply. "Do I know you, sir?" Maybe a distraction is all I need right now.
"Yes, and you will know who I am very well. What's your name?"
"Why should I tell you my name sir. I don't see the necessity in that. I am thankful for you to save my life. If you want compensation, I will bring it to you."
"Why do you think I want money? I don't want it. All I want is your name."
"Okay, fine. My name is Anitta. You?"
"Jared. Why are you here?"
"My sister is currently in surgery. You?"
"Because you are here."
"W-wait, you follow me here just because you want to ask me MY name? How ridiculous is that?" I let out a small laugh. We talked for a solid 3 hour and just that the doctor comes out. I stand right up waiting for a rightful response.
Please let our little Rosie be okay. Please.
'Ms. Raynott,' the doctor let out a sigh 'your sister....'
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