Ｃｈｅｃｋｍａｔｅ: Ａ ｍａｆｉａ ｎｏｖｅｌｅｔｔｅ

Shoot

Alexander Scott's pov: 

I entered the dungeon and crouched down at Astrid's level. I had to take her to the hospital. 

I picked her up into my arms and caressed her hair, strolling to my bedroom.

"Call the family doctor," I instructed Wilder as he walked into my room. "What the heck is she doing here?" He sneered looking at Foreswift with disgust. 

"I shot her leg. She might die if not treated immediately with the amount of blood loss." I looked at Astrid's face, pushing back a strand of hair behind her ears. 

"So then let her be! Let her die. That's what we wanted, didn't we? And we can make that Capria our slut." Wilder shrugged. 

"Are you out of your mind?" I stormed in spite. Wilder raised his hands defensively. 

"Fine fine, ill call the doctor." He shook his head in disbelief, dialling a number on his phone.

"He said he'll be here as soon as possible." Wilder told rolling his eyes, strutting out of the room. I kept Astrid on my bed and lay beside her, looking up at the wall. 

I turned my head to her side. 

She looked so peaceful.

 Too peaceful.

Was she already dead?

I sat up immediately and checked her pulse, relaxed when I felt a steady beat. 

After 10 minutes of waiting the family doctor came strolling in. I looked at him with hope in my eyes. 

"Everythings gonna be fine," He assured me, eyeing Astrid. 

"She will be in a come for at least two months though or else she might die." He added. 

"Anything," I pleaded. 

Astrid Foreswift's pov:

I woke up on soft material, too soft for my liking. I looked up slightly to see I was on a king-sized bed. I was sure I was in Alexander's room as there was clearly written with big bold letters on the wall in front of me 'Alexander' in cursive font. 

I was still hoping to go to heaven. What day was it? God knows. What time was it? I didn't fucking know.

I was attached to a drip with tubes going inside my every hole. 

Even the forbidden hole. 

lmao

I sat up straight and looked down at my legs' injury. It was feeling ten times better than the last time. There was a cast wrapped around it with strips of sterile gauze. but I knew I was healed enough to run. 

"you finally came out of the coma?" I heard a small distant voice speak. I looked around to see another captive sitting in the corner of the room, sniffling and crying.

The surprising part was that she was a little child. I motioned her to come to me. She walked to me and sat on the bed. 

"What are you doing here, love?" I asked her sweetly.

"my dad is being beaten by the man with grey-blue eyes and they locked me here alone with you in a coma...I'm scared" She whispered, sniffling gently.I gave her a look of comfort and ushered her to me. 

She scrambled towards me as I indulged her in a warm hug, whispering kind, gentle and reassuring things in her ear.She gave me a small warm smile when I pecked her forehead lovingly. 

I loved kids. I always had a big affection for animals and kids. "What's your name? I'm Astrid," I asked her gently.

"I- I'm Elle," She uttered out quietly.