Halcyon

Part 62

Halcyon's POV.

My vision is fuzzy when my eyes open, all I feel is the throbbing pain in my forearm and thigh. It rushes back, crashes like a bus. The kidnapping, the carving, the torture, the escape. All of it.

"I love her as much as you do!" The low tone hushes out and I turn to the familiar tone. Tamir.

"You don't love her! Don't patronize me! If you loved her, you wouldn't have let her down like this! You're telling me she was kidnapped by your own sister, your sister!" She shoves him back. "You're at fault here, you and your twisted ways!"

I shift catching Tamir attention, immediately Kate turns following his gaze and she rushes to me. "Halcyon," she stops at my side, "call somebody! Get someone!" She tell Tamir over her shoulder and he disappears.

"Hey," she cups my face, "how are you? How'd you feel?"

"Where's Tamir going?" I look behind her.

"To get help," she assures.

Hours. I spend hours listening about my condition, about how I'll heal perfectly fine, how my recovery should be steady and fast. Hours I spend without seeing Tamir.

That slight glimpse I got of him made him looks so drained, he's probably been around forever but Kate wouldn't let him see me. It's not until I call her out does she tell me anything.

"He's not coming back Halcyon...I told him not to. I let him see you while you were unconscious but he's not going anywhere near you."

"Why not? He didn't do anything wrong." I argue.

"You were kidnapped! By his sister! This has everything to do with him. He's not going anywhere near you!" She bows her head and takes a breath. "Put yourself in my shoes Halcyon.

"He called me to tell me you were in hospital, why would I let him back into your life?!"

"I get it!" I speak up before she could continue. "I do. But this...isn't what I want. I want him here! I want to see him."

"No!" She yells standing. "Look what he's done to you," she points at my body. "I'm telling you Halcyon, you'll end up in a body bag!"

"I want to see him."

"He won't come."

"Tell him to come!"

"No!"

"Give me my phone, and get out." I lash out but keep my tone cold, her eyes find mine completely shocked. "I want my phone, and I want you out."

"I'm doing for you," she moves to me, "you don't see it now, but you need a break from him." She throws my phone on my lap and turns to leave.

I call, and call, and call and call. Nothing.

I'm confused to why he's not picking my calls up. I want to talk to him, doesn't he want to talk to me?

I yearn for him, his feeling, his warmth, his smile. I can't concentrate on anything else by his absence. Doesn't he feel the same way? Why won't he call back? Or even pick up?!

Throughout my recovery, not matter how many times I call he doesn't answer. Kate still comes, obviously, only making me more angry with myself.

I've locked the kidnapping away and won't even talk about it to Kate. I genuinely understand her reasoning to why she won't let Tamir see me but, that's all I need to see this through. Him.

I'm standing, walking and before you know it doing running therapy. I tried to argue the fact that I don't need it but get admitted anyways.

I'm walking out when I'm dismissed which is more I can say coming in. "You want to get some take out?" Kate asks in the divers seat as she accompanies me home.

"No," I shake my head out looking out my window. "I just want to go home." The first thought that comes to mind is the room that I'm always in, the room that's become mine, the room in Tamir's place.

You can imagine the dread of disappointment I feel when we stop in front of my apartment building. "You sure you're not hungry?" Kate appears next to me with a duffel bag. "You going to sleep on hospital food?"

"I need a shower." I step forth going up the stairs. I open my door to the apartment, something about it now just...doesn't feel the same. I move in heading straight for the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

I don't even try taking any layer of clothing off, I bring myself to my mirror and stare at the girl with brown eyes, rosy cheeks and lips and thin hair. She stares back at me.

As much as I hate to admit it, all I want to do is ball up and cry my eyes out nonstop. I want to cry about the kidnapping, that I won't even let myself remember, I want to cry about Kate's disapproval of Tamir seeing me, cry about Tamir actually not seeing me. About everything.

I turn the water on to make it out as if I'm in the shower now so it could fool Kate. I sit on the edge watching the water, imaging myself in it drowning, in my own sorrow and dread before a knock comes at the door and Kate speaks.

"I heated something up for you, it's clear you want a little be of alone time but remember, I'm just a phone call away." When I don't reply she speak again. "Get some rest okay?" Followed by. "I'm leaving!"

When the door shuts I wait a few minutes before stopping the water and walking out. The apartment complex is empty and the first things I do is lock the door behind me before going to my laptop.

Right away I try to remember everything about that lofts location. If I break in, Tamir will get a notification that an intruder had broken into his place and he'll have absolutely no choice but to come check it out for himself.

Any street name, any neighbourhoods signs, anything that can get me closer to that location. If he won't come to me, I'll go to him. I'm starting to get a little annoyed at his absence.

His reasoning might be understandable but the least he could do was send me a text if he didn't want to see me. I doubt it's the case but with him, I don't know.