A Lover To Him

Chapter Forty-two, Within a heartbeat

Caine Williams

Standing in front of the closed door of the hospital I sigh deeply before opening the door, revealing the room Mia occupied. It felt like ages since I saw it for the last time, but it hadn't even lasted a week. It felt like longer as times like these seem to pass on quicker than other times. Time always seems to pass quicker whenever I'm with her anyway. Probably, because I enjoyed being in her presence so much that I lost track of time every time I was with her.

I didn't mind it at all.

Mia opens her eyes when she hears the sound of the door opening, and I flash her a soft smile before walking towards her. She smiles back, something I have been missing for days. She seems happy but tired, which was understandable considering her accident. She would need some time to recover completely, considering the injury to her back.

She once told me that the car accident years ago had left her with a weakness in her back and it was the reason why she couldn't play field hockey. It was a complicated injury, and the recovery had taken a long time. She never fully recovered anymore, but she had peace with it. At least, that's what she said, but I knew her better than she thought. I knew that she missed it and that even though she accepted the consequences, she had never accepted or healed from the traumatic event. Years had passed by, and although she had conquered her fear of driving ever again, I wasn't sure if she ever fully accepted what happened. 

I knew she still had nightmares sometimes, but I wasn't sure how frequent they were. I would gladly take on those terrible dreams and conquer them to make sure she got to sleep safely and soundly without waking up until the sun rose. 

"How are you feeling? Did they give you some painkillers?" I ask softly, looking at her with worried eyes as I take place in the chair beside her bed. Mia turns towards me, stretching her arm and taking my hand in hers as she smiles. 

"I have been better, but that's logical. I heard from Dylan what happened, and the doctors briefly explained the consequences of the incident when I woke up. My body is stuffed with pain killers so I almost feel nothing, but the doctors' said I would feel it when I stopped taking the medication for the pain." She explains, and I nod.

I could only feel relieved that nothing actually terrible had happened to her. The fact that there was a chance that she could have died petrified me, and while she was lying here awake in the hospital bed, injured but still alive, I couldn't shake off the thought that she once again had been close to a terrible death. I wouldn't have a clue what I would have done if the woman I loved with everything I had died, I wouldn't have a clue how to function without her anymore. 

In the six years that I was apart from her, the thoughts of her consumed my thoughts every single minute of the day, leading me to eventually become better for her. I became better for her because I had to make an effort in trying to be better for her. Not that I will ever deserve her love or light, she's way out of my league. 

I was aware that she was out of my league, but she chose me nonetheless, and I had no clue why. 

"The doctors, they think I might have been drugged. From what Dylan told them they think I might have walked over the street without thinking twice because I was still under influence. Especially, considering what happened earlier that night." Mia looks at me with an uncertain expression, and I slowly nodded. 

I had gotten a call half an hour ago while I was waiting for the time I could get to see Mia. I had asked the security to explicitly look for something odd in the security footage inside of the club. I had placed cameras in the public rooms due to security reasons because there were rumors that drugged people were found more often in the back of the club.