With Love

Chapter Thirty-Eight

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"So this is where you've been hiding?" I asked my brother, Jasper, as I walked through the door to Elijah's hospital room. I tutted, moving to hug Elijah and smack Jasper behind the head. "Using our poor, injured brother," said brother pouted up at me, "as an excuse to hide away from our parents," I scolded in a teasing tone, "disappointing."

Elijah snickered. "Yeah, I heard all about their arrival, and about the bruise on Amari's face," his head whipped to me excitedly, "did you really clock her in the face?"

I smiled. "She wanted to learn how to fight like us, so I gave her a first-hand experience." Elijah threw his head back and laughed. After a few seconds, he groaned and sat upright, pressing a hand on his bandaged chest.

"Still dying?" I quipped, sitting on the edge of his bed, smoothing out the wrinkles in my dress.

Elijah's pained wince turned into a mischievous smile. "Aren't we all?"

I gave him an impressed look. "How very deep of you. That surgery must have hit a nerve that connected to your brain." Elijah stuck his tongue out at me. I flicked his forehead in reply.

The door opened and Finn's mother, Dorothy, walked in and her eyes found mine instantly. "Miss Love," she greeted stiffly, holding her clipboard in front of her. I nodded my head in greeting.

Elijah glanced over at me, curiously. "What are you doing here?" Jasper, who hadn't said a single word since I'd walked through the door, also looked up curiously.

I leaned back so my shoulder brushed Elijah's. "He's not the only one that's hiding from our lovely parents, Father is on my ass about Amari's behavior. He thinks I've brainwashed her against him," I grumbled, scrunching my face.

Dorothy eyed our interactions, keeping silent as she checked Elijah's vitals and stats.

Last night after my father tried to interrogate me over Amari's bruised jaw that she proudly sported, she snapped at him, telling him to stay out of her business. It was a surreal moment, I thought I could die happy at seeing his crushed face as his favorite child told him to fuck off. Now, if she had used those words specifically I would have laughed but instead, my father decided to try and grill me for information. Unfortunately for him, he trained me in evading torture so he was shit out of luck.

A knock on the door came before it opened, revealing Finn standing there in his signature black scrubs and white coat that stood out with his hair. His surprised smile grew as he came over and kissed me quickly. "Came to see your brother off?"

I tilted my head and smiled sweetly. "I'm just the best sister ever, aren't I?"

He scrunched his nose. "You brought your checkbook?" He asked expectantly, a small smile on his face that I wanted to smack as I flipped him off.

"Yes," I snapped, "I brought my checkbook." I threw my handbag down on the bed and made a show of pulling out my black checkbook.

Finn nodded his head, a teasing smile on his face. He blinked and suddenly looked at Jasper. "Isla and Corinne are on their way, I've organized a gynecologist to come here and you can spend the day with her here so no one will see you two together." Jasper nodded his head in thanks.

I gave Jasper a flat look. "I guess I'm paying for that doctor's visit too?" I asked sarcastically and he glanced over, the corner of his mouth twitching up. Son of a bitch. "You know doctor's visits are not cheap like drinks at a bar, eventually you're going to bleed me dry," I accused, rambling for no reason other than to piss them off.