Savior 🔞

°47

6 months later

"Love?!? Are you ready?"

I call out to Sophia as I approach the bedroom. She's been 'getting ready' for a while, and I'm becoming impatient. It's just a checkup, but I can tell she's nervous. She's come so far, and I couldn't be happier. She is now able to talk, but with a stutter, and sometimes she struggles to find the correct words. When it happens, she becomes agitated, and often times will try to hit her head.

I hear the sound of her groaning on the other side of the door, causing me to hurry inside. I take in the mess that is the once neat bedroom, and her sitting on the bed with her head in her hands.

"Hey... What happened? Are you hurt?"

Her head shoots up, and she is looking at me with wide, teary eyes. I move to kneel down in front of her, trying to see if she's injured.

"Tell me... What's the matter?"

"I... Aaanmmm... Ugly... I can-can't f-fix it!"

She begins to hold her head again, and I furrow my brows at her. When I see her grip her hair, I understand. The place they operated on her head, they had to shave the hair. Now it's growing, and she has a very unruly section of hair that sticks out. It's cute in my opinion, but I don't tell her because she will think I'm lying.

"Shhhh... Come on love... I'll help you..."

I stand and pull her into my arms, trying to soothe her. I can feel her hands grip onto my shirt, and a wet area on my chest as she cries her frustrations out. She's still only wrapped in a silk robe, and I circle my arms around her, pulling her close. We don't have tons of time, but I can't let go once she's like this.

When she began to heal, everyone was excited, including her. The setbacks, and moodiness, quickly became a frustration. The doctors have explained that she's basically recovering from a TBI (traumatic brain injury) and personality changes are not uncommon. The girl who has always been patient, is suddenly quick to anger, and I have had to learn how not to react. Mostly, her anger is at herself though... That's nothing new... It's just something I worry about alot. What if her self loathing becomes dangerous again?

We've settled in a smaller suite in the hotel I originally brought her to, while everyone else has gone back to Seoul. Olivia and Liam went with my Mom. We spent 2 weeks with both kids a few months back, but it was very difficult. Sophia was still having trouble with communication, and she also didn't know how to care for Liam. She cried alot, and refused to hold him for long periods of time. He often felt her discomfort, and would fuss, only making her more upset. She thinks her son hates her...

"I do-don't wa-want to gooo... Can-cancel..."

Her whispered words make my heart hurt. She's so close to being allowed to travel, but not until they clear her. Part of me knows that this is to avoid going back, but I don't know how to push her.

"We can't Love... We already cancelled last week... Come on. I'll help you, and we'll get this over with."

She pushes herself away from me, and glares into my eyes. I chew the inside of my lip to not react how I normally would.

"No! I-I don-don't go... I don't!"

"Sophia-ah... It's just a check up... Please baby."

"NO!"

I feel on the verge of lashing out when the doorbell rings. Silently thanking whoever is here, I turn to move out of the room. I hope she settles down some before I come back. I understand her frustrations, so I have to hold myself together... When I open the door, I'm stunned. An exhausted looking Hoseok is standing in the hall, and I look around to see if he's with anyone else.