Twisted Choice

He agreed

Once again I'm alone with my thoughts, I miss my children, I miss my grandma, I miss my life and my work, but I need to take some time before I go back to all that. Time to process everything. Time to try remember, I need to put the pieces together in my mind. I don't want to wait anymore, I want my life back now. I press the call button on the side of my bed, its seconds before nurse Jessica bounds through the door.

'I was just on my way back in. Is everything okay? Do you need some pain medication?' She questions looking concerned.

'No, no I feel okay, can I ask you a question?' I know this is a long shot.

'Of course you can' She answers whilst starting to do my obs.

'You remember that guy?' I start slowly, trying to gauge her reaction.

'Mmmm the one who brought you in? James?' She questions again, this time with a don't ask kind of look on her face.

'Yeah, well, I was just wondering, if you had any contact information for him, I know you're not supposed to give it out, but I really just want to thank him for finding me.' I know she knows this isn't strictly true, I do want to thank him but I want my questions answered first and formost.

'Tell you what, how about I give him a quick call and tell him that you've been asking after him? That way no rules have technically been broken.' My eyes light up, that is definetly breaking some sort of rule but I'll take it.

'Thank you so much, seriously Jessica, Thank You.' she nods in understanding, squeezes my hand and leaves. Hopefully he will come and I can get some of those answers I've been after. I pick up my phone to check see if Mia got home okay, I have so many messages left unread but no calls, everyone knows, work knows, school mums and staff all know. I'm sure Daisy and Arthur know too, but they havent said anything, and neither will I, not yet anyways.

Just as I am about to click call on Mia's name the phone starts to vibrate, its her, thank goodness.

'Mia!!' I answer so grateful for her to of done as I asked.

'Were you about to call me? because you answered that phone far to quickly for someone who is meant to be resting!' She giggles at me.

'You should of been home by now, I was getting worried!' I reply sternly.

'Lucy it has only been 30minutes since I left!' She exclaims

'AND!?

'Annnndd, its a 25minute drive, ive got to have time to get in and out of the car as well you know.' She's giggling harder now.

'Is that mum?' I hear Daisy in the background, I take a deep breath trying to hear her every word. 'Yeah hunny, you wanna talk to her?' Mia questions, 'Not right now, I'm going to bed, I just wanted to see you got home okay' she replies quietly, but I can still hear her, she sounds sad, worried even. 'Hey, is everything okay?' Mia asks her, but recieves no reply.

'Hey Lucy I have to go, I'll call you in the morning okay?' Mia says half distracted.

'Tell them I love them okay?' I reply urgently.

'Of course I will, talk tomorrow bye' but before I can reply she's gone. Daisy has always been so strong, so for her to sound so sad, she has to know. Some kid at school most likely told her the horrifying details. Children can be so horrible sometimes, but I suppose it is all learnt behaviours, and parents will just blab all the gossip out in front of their kids without a care in the world for who may get hurt'. I want to talk to her to tell her everythings okay but I can't, not yet.

Its pitch black out the window now, other than the lights from the hospital there is nothing out my window but fields, giving the most eeri of feelings. In the sunlight it is so peaceful to look out over the green fields but now its not even 9pm and its so dark you couldn't see if someone standing out there, even if you stared for an hour. They would remain invisible to you, just standing there watching, waiting ready to destroy you at any given moment and you wouldn't even see them coming. The beauty of the fields in the day, blinding you to the dangers of the fields in the darkness, alowing you to feel safe when infact are any of us actually ever safe?

Suddenly the door pushes open, jolting me from my thoughts of darkness out the window, bringing me back to reality, of which is just as dark as outside.

Its Jessica, she's bringing tea and biscuits as she always does at this time.

'Hey missus what are you doing out of bed? There's nothing to see out of that window at this time of day.' She sounds chipper, like she's had a good day, or recieved some good news.

'Good shift?' I ask inquizitivly, not really all that inerested, but feeling the need to be polite.

'Well in fact, I have some news for you.' Oh now I am intrigued.

'I got in touch with you know who, and he has agreed to come tomorrow.' She says as she dunks a custard cream into her tea far too long.

'I didn't think he'd come, how did you convince him?' I ask genuinly interested now.

'I didn't really, he said he didn't think you meant it, when you asked him to return and that he didn't want to be a reminder of what happened.' She starts to ramble on, but I am hanging on every word.

'I told him, you were so thankful to him for saving your life by bringing you to the hospital, when he did that you wanted to thank him to his face.' She says as she dunks another custard cream, her tea doesn't even look appetising now with the amount of crumbs floating in it.

'He asked me a couple of questions, made sure you really did want to see him, not going to lie he sounded quite excited. I think he might fancy you...' She trails off realising how inappropriate that last comment was, but I'm far too interested to care.

'What kind of questions did he ask?' I question suspicious of him now.

'Just whether you had started to remember bits from that night, whether I thought he would be triggering for you or not, how well you're healing and when I thought you'd be

back on your feet'. Genuinely seemed worried about you if I'm honest.' She's completely focused on me now, trying to gauge my reaction.

'You think he's a nice guy?' I ask her guinely interested in her opinion.

'I think he could of called an ambulance and left you in the alley, in which case you would of probably died, you wouldn't of had his statement for your case and your attacker will of gotten away scott free. Him helping you, bringing you staight here, staying to make sure you wake up after your blood transfusion and willingly giving the police a statement are all things he didn't have to do. So yes I think he is a nice guy, I think he cares about you, and under different circumstances maybe would of even asked you out.' She explains matter of a fact.

'He's not someone I would usually go for, if I'm honest. He's handsome don't get me wrong, his blue eyes are dazzling to say the least, but he is a bit rugged looking, like he's been around the wrong people far too long' I tell her.

'Nothing like the kids father then?' She asked bluntly, realising how intrusive she's become she starts to sip her tea.

'No, definetly not, George is more of a business man, always smartly dressed, even when he dresses down, dark smokey grey eyes, dark brown hair, tall, strong, dependable but extreamly stubborn. He has to be incharge, to control everything, even when it doesn't need controlling. Says its his only way of keeping everyone safe, suppose I could of used some of that the other night. We just clashed so much, he was stubborn, I am subborn, he thought he was always right, I knew better. If he hadn't had so much heartache he may of been easier to live with and if I hadn't been left to raise Mia, I may not of fought against him so much for control.' I rambled on, heavy hearted as I describe the man I once loved beyond measure, the most amazing father to my children even now and the relationship, I wished had stayed as strong and as stubborn as the man within it. However life had different plans for us, different paths and he is now happily engaged to a beautiful red head, he met at the office, Darla Noble. Comes from money of course, she is a vision, but she is good with me children, which is all I care about. If they're happy, I am happy.