Never Letting You Go (WWBM)

Chapter 7 Corey

"Triger, don't worry. We're going to get you through this." My agent Amelia said to me. I was sitting in this hospital bed for three days now. I should be released tomorrow.

"Thanks, Amelia. I appreciate it." I said.

"You're welcome, Triger. I'll touch base with you tomorrow when you're released from the hospital." She replied.

"Cool," I said. I ended the call and put my cell phone on the table beside my bed. I looked at the flowers and get well cards that were sent to me from my fans and my friends. Things were so messed up for me. I missed a few of my concerts because I was hospitalized. The promoters in Miami are suing me $150,000 for a missed concert appearance. My lawyers are handling the matter.

I find it strange that the medication that I've been taking for almost two years now was what landed me on this hospital bed. How the hell could I have had an allergic reaction to a medication that I have been taking for so long? There is this thought in the back of my head that someone switched them. Who would do that? The only person who had access to do that was Kaylee but no way that she would've done something like that to me.

She wanted me to sue my doctor who prescribed the pills but I told her that I wasn't going to do that. I know that he gave me the correct medication. I just don't know what happened but I was going to find out soon.

I laid back on the pillows and closed my eyes. This seemed like a dream but it wasn't. It was all over social media that I was on drugs and I collapsed during one of my recording sessions. We didn't know who gave out that false information or how they knew that I was at the studio when I became unconscious. My publicist Jackson was trying to do some damage control. I don't know if I'm being delusional or what but there is this strange thought in the back of my head that someone was trying their damn best to sabotage my career. Who would that be? Why would they even want to do that? It had to be someone who is on my management team. Maybe I'm wrong and I'm reading too much into this.

My father and I weren't on good terms. I heard from Ari that he was in Washington on a business trip. He called me yesterday but I didn't pick up. He wants to control my life and tell me what to do and I wasn't going to allow him to do that because I'm not a kid anymore.

"Honey, how are you feeling now?" Kaylee asked me as she entered through the door.

She looked beautiful as always in her black dress pants, a green off-the-shoulder long sleeve blouse with a tie at the waist, and her black heels. Her hair was in a ponytail. Her make-up looked flawless.

"I'm doing fine, baby. I just want to get out of here." I replied to her. She sat down on the chair at my bedside and used her fingers to caress the back of my hand.

"I know Corey. You'll be discharged tomorrow. Are you having any more headaches?"

I shook my head at her and took her hand in mine.

"Okay. Have you thought about filing the lawsuit against Dr. Bliss?" She asked me as she looked into my eyes.

"I haven't thought about it because I'm not going to do it. I told you already Kaylee that I wasn't going ahead with it." I was a little annoyed at her for even bringing that topic up again.

"Corey, those medications could've killed you. We could've lost you."

"I know baby but I don't think that it was Dr. Bliss's fault. He always prescribed the right medications and the correct dosage for me." I said to her as I kissed her fingers.

"I know but what if he made a mistake. We can't have something like that happening to you again." She said.

"I understand and you're right about that but I'm not suing him," I told her.

She nodded her head and caressed my cheek. "Okay. The ball is in your court." She said to me.

"It is. Uhm, Kaylee, you said that you found the medications inside my bathroom, right?" I asked her.

She gasped before answering me."That's right. I found them there." She replied to me as she looked at the flowers on the table.

"I see. Where in the bathroom did you find them?" I asked her.

"I found them in the bathroom cabinet, Corey."

I realized that each time that she answered, she was not making eye contact with me.

"You know something, Kaylee, that's strange because I don't keep my meds in the bathroom cabinet. I keep them inside the medicine cabinet in my bedroom. I'm wondering how they got there."

"I don't know how they got there, Corey. Why are asking me these silly questions as if you think that I'm lying to you or something? What are you implying?" She asked me as she pulled her hand away from mine. I could hear the anger in her voice.

"Kaylee, baby I'm not implying anything. I'm just asking you a question because this shit is strange. I can't understand how come I had an allergic reaction to a medication that I have been taking for almost two fucking years!" I yelled at her.

"I don't know, Corey! Go and ask your doctor! He was the one who prescribed them for you, not me!" She yelled back at me as she got up off the chair and took up her purse.

I opened my mouth to reply to her but same time the nurse walked in. I didn't bother to say anything to her.

"Hello, Mr. Adams. Are you feeling any better now?" Nurse Gabriel asked me.

"Yes, I'm Feeling fine," I replied to her.

"Great." Nurse Gabriel said as she checked my vitals.

"Corey, I have to leave now. I'm almost late for my meeting. I'll be back later to check on you." Kaylee said to me.

I didn't say anything to her. I just nodded my head. I watched her as she opened the door and walked out. I hope to God that my instincts were wrong because I would hate to lose Kaylee. She was my lifeline.
-------------------------------

Author's Note: Thanks for the support on the story guys. I appreciate y'all. Be safe.✌✌