Chapter 35

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“Sometimes tears say all there is to say

Sometimes your first scars won’t ever fade away.”

Chapter 35

Matts P.O.V

I was paralysed on the spot, I heard my mother yelling for me, trying to get my attention but I couldn’t bring myself back to reality. I was so far away, I knew that if I decided to go back everything would be chaotic, the pieces wouldn’t fit the puzzle anymore, instead they would be permanently lost, a faint remembrance that they were indeed still around.

I dropped the phone that I had clutched as if it was my life line, it fell to the floor, a crake sounded but I didn’t care. How could I possible care?

I remembered the conversation I just had, “Hello.”, I answered, with not a second thought.

“Good evening, is this Matt.” A woman spoke, with a very business-like tone.

“Yes?” I asked, rather than stated, “Who’s this?”

“I am phoning from St James Hospital, with regards to Miss Scarlett Robson.”

“Scarlet, what’s happened?” I asked frantically, cutting her off.

“Are you family?” she asked.

“Yes.” I lied, “What’s happened to her?”

“You need to come down to the hospital as soon as possible.” She said, hanging up.

A million things went through my mind, of course I was thinking of the worst, but somehow I convinced myself that she wold be fine, Cole wouldn’t go as far as killing her, and at that thought I got out of my initial shock.

“We need to go to the hospital, something has happened to Scarlet.” I told my mom, picking up my phone and keys and rushing to my car.

My mom followed in after me, she was on the phone with my dad telling him where we were going,

“Can you try phoning Scars mother?” I asked my mom.

“No problem sweetheart.”

She dialled the number a few times, each time it was cut off, until eventually, after what seemed like twenty tries she answered.

My mom told her the situation, “Yes, St James hospital.

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“Well we are on the way there as we speak but I really think you should be there.”

“You’re out of state, well when will you get back?

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“In two weeks! That’s unacceptable, your daughter is in hospital, and Lord knows what state she’s in.” my mother almost yelled

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“Well goodbye.”

“She’s not coming, she just asked if I can inform her of the condition scarlet is in.”

“Damn her.”

We made it to the hospital in recorded time, I parked the car close to the entrance, I was glad that I didn’t have to search for a parking. I ran all the way to the front desk, leaving my mother walking briskly behind me, trying to catch her breath while I dodged people.

“Can you tell me what room Scarlet Robson is in?” I asked the lady at the front desk.

She gave me a nod, and looked it up on the screen.

“Are you family?”

“Yes, I am her guardian.” My mother said, once she caught up, “We received a phone call from the hospital about ten minutes ago.”

The lady nodded and led us to and empty room at the end of the second floor hall way. The room had chairs and nothing else; the colours on the wall were plain beige.

Before the women left she turned and gave us a reassuring smile, telling us to wait her, Scarlett was on the operation table and that her doctor would be here shortly.

I walked up and down, running my hands through my hair for what seemed like forever, but it was actually an hour. The longest hour of my life before a tall man, in green scrubs walked into the room. The lines on his face were a clean indicator of the stress he has been under as a doctor, I always respected doctors because they had the opportunity to make a difference, and they had the passion to save lives.

He gave us a small smile, “good evening, I am Doctor Captain, and I have been in charge of Scarlet’s case.

My mother stood up and greeted him and well as introduced me.

He nodded and cut straight to the chase, not beating around the bush, “There was a terrible car accident, the car flipped over when it collided with another and it was a struggle to get Scarlet and Cole, the person who was driving, out of the car. Scarlet was unconscious but her heart was beating faintly, we rushed her to the emergency room, she had damage to her head, her ribs were broken and there was a lot of internal bleeding, unfortunately one of her broken ribs punctured her lung and we got to work on fixing that problem. We also noticed that there was a lot of damage done to her head, some of the bruises on her body were old, but they added to the trauma and her body went into overdrive, whilst we were operation. I’m sorry to inform you that we couldn’t save her, and we tried our best.”

He gave a sympathetic look and tried to comfort my mother, but I, I was stuck in some parallel universe as I heard his speech over and over again. But the sentence that kept replaying over and over was that she didn’t make it. They tried their best but she didn’t make it. And it was all Coles fault, that bastard killed her.

The rage that built up was nothing I have ever felt before, I wanted to find him and inflict the pain that he had done on Scar, I wanted to kill him. I really honestly wanted to see the life being sucked out of him, but as soon as that thought came, it vanished, who was I? I never thought this way at all, I was angry, but doing that to Cole wouldn’t make her come back she was gone for good, I realised that, and it broke my heart.

“If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask.” The doctor said, he was turning to leave. I went over to my mother, who was crying and held her to me.

“Uh, Doctor Captain, did Cole make it?” I asked through gritted teeth.

“Yes, his in ICU but he should be fine, that all the information I can disclose with you.” He said, before he walked out.

“Oh Matt, she’s gone.” my mother said, bursting into a new set of tears. My father walked in and instantly knew that the worst had happened. My mother turned to him and he opened up his arms to her. Good, he could comfort her more than I ever could.

I felt the need to get out, to get some air, to just pray and hope that I’d wake up and this would have all been a dream.

I walked out of the room, ignoring my mother and fathers cries for me to come back. I took the elevator to the roof. There were benches and a small garden, but other than that it was empty. I sat on the bench, well hidden for the entrance.

The first time in a while I broke down and cried for the girl I cared deeply for, the girl who had been my rock and the girl I had silently loved for all these years.

She was gone.

And nothing was bringing her back.

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