You stupid girl
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"You really did it you stupid girl" I heard him mutter, his voice got lower at times but louder at others. "You really f*****g went through with it. Mio dio, how stupid are you?"
My guess was that he was pacing across the room. My other guess was that he wanted to yell.. truly yell from the top or his lungs. Maybe even break something, because sure I didn't see him yet, but that voice sounded nothing like a calm man. It sounded like a man ready to avenge someone, whatever it would take.
I eventually looked up slightly and there he was, standing beside my bed. Which did not feel like what I imagined my bed would feel like. When my eyes adjusted to the lights in the room I got a better look. It was a white bed with blue sheets. There was also constant beeping coming from above my head.. oh s**t. That's a heart monitor.
What in the world happened..?
"Nik" I heard someone say and quickly closed my eyes again trying to hear what they were about to discuss.
"Tell me" Nik replied.
His voice was now gentle but still had a bit of roughness to it. He sounded somewhat nice, until he wasn't. Then he sounded like a nightmare that would hunt you down until your last breath just to get what he wants.
"She's alright. We were lucky you brought her in as quickly as you did, we managed to get all the poison out of her system. Now regarding the GSW, we did not get the bullet out since it would have caused more harm than good right now. It isn't anywhere vital so it shouldn't cause her much trouble. The thing I'm worried about currently is the head. The fall she took was almost worse than the gunshot wound. We'll get her down for a CT scan to rule out an inner bleed or a concussion, but apart from that she's looking alright."
"What will it mean if she has anything wrong with her head?"
"Well it depends on the results. It's too early to tell, it can be something simple like a headache so don't worry, but be prepared for the possibility of worse"
"How much worse?"
"If there's any bleeding or pressure on the brain we will have to perform a craniotomy to reduce the pressure and avoid further complications like memory loss, if they haven't already occurred. But as I said, there's no telling until we see all the tests. Don't worry about it yet. As soon as we have the results I'll update you and we will discuss out further treatment plans. She should wake up in a few hours maximum. If you have any questions you know where to find me"
"Alright thank you" He spoke before I heard footsteps exiting the room.
In a few short seconds, a hand wrapped around mine as I heard his breath coming closer to me. It was warm, rough, and surprisingly hella soothing.
"Please wake up and explain this to me. Tell me this isn't what I think. Tell me that they did put you up to this against your will. I need you.. I need you to talk Ella"
I opened my eyes finally having the energy to, making him yell like there's no tomorrow.
"ELLA?"
"Jeeez.. stop yelling my head hurts" I whispered, rubbing my eyes.
"Ella look at me-"
"Who are you?" I cut him off.
"Oh no no no"
He bolted out of his chair to press a button above my head before an alarm came to life and the doctor came shortly running into the room.
"She can't remember.. she doesn't know who I am!"
Elijah's POV
"I'm sorry, who did you say the mother is ?"
"That would be Caroline Starr, Mr Black" the principal repeated once more.
"but there isn't any record of a father ?" Alex asked as I could feel how the storm was now growing more and more. It got colder in the room.. or maybe my body got warmer. I don't know... I knew one thing however.. s**t just got a whole lot complicated.
After we left the office and got into the car, no one said a single word. As much as it made the thoughts run wild in the storm that was raging in my head, I think it's the best thing that could have happened right now. I need time to think.. we all do.
"Elijah?" Alex spoke at last, not even looking at me. Her gaze was still located at the front of the car, looking out from the windshield.
"Yes"
"You once told me that nothing happened that night. You promised me that it did not. Please tell me that you are sure, and you did not just say that in the moment to fix things"
"I.."
"You have never lied to me.. that's what I have always thought since I knew you. Please don't tell me that I was wrong about that this whole time.. please make me out to be the overthinking, paranoid wife"
"Alex, you are not wrong. I just don't remember much of that night. I don't remember what happened but I.."
"I..."
The words wouldn't come out anymore. I didn't even know what words I was looking for. What would I say anyway? 'I might have impregnated her, but I don't remember?'
Mio dio, why is this happening now? Please god don’t let me lose my family.. I can’t bare any more loses.. I need them.
At the end of the day however, it was my fault if you think about it. This was too damn good to begin with.. I should have known earlier that it wouldn't last. Instead, I fought and fought, as if I had never seen how relationships turn out in this lifestyle.
God how I wished that it would have lasted though, that it stayed all cheery and rainbows like the past 10 years.. but sometimes wishes are just that. Wishes, wishes that can not become true, so we dream of them and wish for them, well aware that these wishes can not be our reality.
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