The Night I Was Saved

Chapter Thirteen

I'm looking out the window of the car that Hero lend from one of his friends as he parks it in front of a spacious family home in London Battersea. There is a front yard, and the house seems to have three floors. It was about a fifteen-minute drive from Hero's place to here, and during the ride, he told me that his mom still lives in the house where he and his siblings grew up in.

He spoke very lovingly about this place and the neighborhood, and one look at my surroundings now leaves no doubts about his statement. It looks like a neighborhood with a lot of kids, schools, shopping centers, and beautiful houses with big gardens for kids to play in safely.

It's no doubt a family-friendly neighborhood, and it reminds me of Australia, although the memories seem far away and too long ago to recall anything specific. They're also blurred by everything that happened after that lovely time.

"Right behind our house, there's a square in the middle. A lot of my friends come from here as well, and we always used to play football on that square. None of us live here anymore, but sometimes we come back to kick the ball," he tells me excitedly as he rolls the car into the parking space in a skilled way; one hand on the steering wheel and one on the passengers seat to make looking through the back window easier.

"That means you're still close?" I ask him while throwing a glance at Daisy. She is sleeping in the car seat next to me and it makes me smile. This little girl sleeps the moment Hero puts on the engine. It's Ideal.

"We are," he smiles and nods his head before turning off the engine. "I don't think that will ever change. We grew up together. I know they will always be there. They're like my brothers."

I smile. He speaks so fondly of his friends and I have no doubt they speak the same way of him as well. He just had to make one call, and one of his friends came to his apartment to deliver his car so we didn't have to go to his Mother by public transport. I haven't seen his friend, since I was busy with Daisy, but I know his name is Felix because Hero mentioned that.

It must be amazing to have friends like that. People who are truly just one call away. Friends that you can depend on, no matter what. Sometimes, I let myself wonder if I would've had them too, if my life hadn't taken that turn all those years ago.

I had friends in Australia and although we were young and it's long ago, I still remember a few of them. What if I didn't have to leave? Would I be friends with them still? Would they've helped me like Felix helped Hero today?

The door opens next to me, and Hero's face comes into view. "Ready?" He asks with a small, encouraging smile on his face.

I nod and step out of the car, in my hand a black backpack of Hero. It contains diapers, two extra sets of clothes for Daisy, and some other stuff I might need for feeding her.

Once I've stepped out, Hero walks to the other side of the car to get Daisy. He insists on carrying her, stating that I'm not allowed to carry her while she is in the car seat because it's too heavy and I'm still recovering.

The doctor in the hospital told me that I'm not allowed to carry heavy things for six weeks. It's been almost two weeks since I gave birth to Daisy, and I have to say I'm finally starting to feel better. I'm still a bit sore down there, but it isn't as bad as it was. I am still bleeding although not as heavy as before, but that's also normal according to the doctor.

Overall, I think I'm starting to feel a little more like myself again. I begin to have more energy and breastfeeding is becoming a routine as well, which makes it easier. Since I was able to sleep for a few hours, I'm not as tired as I feared I would be after Daisy's terror night.

I throw the door of the car shut, and then wait for Hero to join me which he does just a few moments later.

I scan him for a very quick moment, unable not to. His hair is styled with gel, so it's not one messy mob of strands. He's moved it all back, but one strand is hanging in front of his forehead, maybe because he just had to bend to take Daisy off to the car.