The Assistant (GxG)

I'm Sorry

A/N: y'all might not like this one

Mia POV:

I was at the bar when, I saw the news. I immediately recognized her car, and an instant fear went through me. For Sierra to be distracted to the point where she skidded off the road, something serious had to be wrong. I had no doubt about it, that it was what Michael and I had done.

Surely Kristen, I think her name was, would obviously be upset at the sight of her girlfriend with someone else, it's human nature. The feeling of guilt and shame fell heavily upon me and I couldn't help but be disappointed in myself and my actions. 

Not being able to sit there in front of the screen any longer, I pay my bill and head out. Getting in my car, I avoid driving to the place I called home.

The home I once shared with her, yet barely lived in. The only memories I have with her in it from them are, either getting home late, where she'd be asleep on the couch, or us fighting. In this moment, I didn't feel safe nor comfortable going back there.

I didn't know where I was going, but I needed to go somewhere to clear my head. Make sure what I was doing was right, and that the idea in my head, wasn't completely insane.

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I ended up spending a night at my brother's. Then the night after that, then the night after that.

3 days, since the accident.

I eventually gave in, and although our relationship wasn't the best, I spoke things over with him, and told him everything. He told me my idea wasn't as idiotic as I believed it was, and that I was actually making the right decision.

He also said that the therapy idea, wasn't a bad one either, and the fact that I actually wanted to get better and seek help, was a good sign.

I had breakfast with him, and then I left. I was pulling up to the driveway of the house now, and I couldn't help the wave of emotions that fell over me.

Before I knew it, I was making a U-turn in the driveway, and headed to the hospital. Benefits of living in a city with only like, 2 hospitals, were coming in clutch.

The truth needed to be revealed, and I owed it to not only Sierra, but Kristen too. She was a good person, with an amazing relationship going, and I destroyed that for her. I felt a huge knot build itself inside of me, as I got closer and closer to the hospital.

Parked near the entrance, I sit there for a moment and take in the whole situation. My skin was crawling with anxiety, as I took in the full picture. 

I was an awful partner to Sierra, I cheated on her, accused her of cheating on me, then put together a full fledged plan on how to destroy her new relationship, with a guy I met at some bar. And I thought I was in the right mind through all of it.

Man, I really do need fucking therapy- what is wrong with me? Now that I've made this mess, I have to go in there and attempt to clean whatever I can of it.

This is not gonna be fun.

Walking through the doors, I approach the front desk and quietly ask for Sierra's ward.

"How are you related to her?" the young woman, probably in her early or mid twenty's asked.

"Well, I'm actually just here to speak with one of her visitors; Kristen, but if you can't send me in I understa-" I was cut off by a raised hand.

"Ms. Hamilton is on the 4th floor, room 497. However, her girlfriend is separated from her, as she seems to be on the 2nd floor, room 231" she said, a soft smirk playing on her face.

Nodding a small thank you, I head over to the elevator and stall, by letting everyone else off on their floors first. Finally getting out, I slowly walk around, looking for the given room. 

Finding it, I see through the small window that she's sat at the end of the bed, deep in conversation with the patient inside. Taking a seat outside, I sit and wait for them to finish.
I guess she saw me, because not even 3 minutes after I sat, the door opened.

Kristen POV:

I came down to see my mom this morning, because Sade and I refused to leave the hospital, and the doctors didn't bother to try and move us. I couldn't take looking at Sierra like that any longer, so I came down here to get a break.

I was leaving to go back to Sierra's ward, because Mom said she was tired, and needed to get some rest, when I saw an unexpected guest.

"Why are you here?" I sneered, confusion and disgust taking over my demeanor.

"I actually came to talk to you about something" she muttered, standing from her seat.

Giving her a size up, I reluctantly nodded my head.

"You have 5 minutes."

"Thank you...." she began, letting out a loud sigh, as if she were to cry. "I know you saw those photos. And I want you to know that there's nothing to them. Yes, they convey an unpleasant message, but I swear to you, they mean nothing. I'm sure you already knew that, but still had doubts. I came to clear it up, because we both know it takes a hell of a lot, for Sierra to get distracted."

When those words left her mouth, it gave me a sense of comfort, yet it made me feel stupid.

That's not the kind of person Sierra is, and I should've trusted that. I shouldn't need to hear it from someone else, especially not her ex-girlfriend, or fiance or whatever.

"There's one more thing though" she added, making me quirk a brow. "I didn't do it alone. While I was inside, doing....you know and stuff, someone had to be outside to get the pictures. It was a guy named, Michael Nelson. He took the pictures, he edited them, and he sent them to you."

Just the sound of his name, struck a nerve in me. He was really back, and it made me fearful of whatever it was may come with it.

Just as I was about to respond, a voice from behind, interrupted us.

"Ms. Smith?" a nurse called, from down the hall.

"Yes?" I replied, a bit confused as to why they needed me.

"She's awake."