"He's all yours" Alistair's father smirks as the words leave his cold and twisted mouth. I sigh with relief in his absence and head back to Alistair's room. My stomach is knotted a thousand times, sick with what scene he may have left me. My foot involuntarily taps along the lift floor - another sign of high anxiety. Despite the life I live, this one boy is making me lose my touch because I have never felt anxiety this high ever before. As the life pings its arrival I rush out, hurrying down the halls to his room. I swing the door open and the sight before me allows me to finally allow my body to breathe normally again. He's sat up, staring out of the window. He looks towards me, his green eyes shining more than an emerald ever has and they're so full of emotion I feel like I might die. Looking at him like this, I notice his brown hair is starting to show through the black and its getting longer too. At school, his hair sits upong his head like a curly crown, framing his face with curls hooking his ears. But now his hair is longer and its gone past his ears releasing them from its hold. And yet, he still looks as if God himself took the time to sculpt him. I don't know what kind of impact his father left on him so I try to reach out to him in the easiest way I know,
"Are you ok?"
"My father said to tell that girl she can have me, does he mean you?" Ah. Shit.
"He does" I notice his jaw tense. He looks at me and the look he gives says everything he wants to. The look of "tell me, I need to know. I deserve to know" I walk over to the window, lean against the wall and cross my arms. A comfortable position for what I feel will be a very uncomfortable conversation.
"After that night, I wasn't sure who your next of kin is and the hospital said the number in your files was out of order or something like that. I tried your phone and used your thumb whilst you were unconscious to unlock it. After that I went to your recent calls and called your father seeing as he was one of the recent ones on there. He'd left multiple miss calls so I assumed he was worried about where you were. I called him, explained who I was and told him where you were if he wanted to come by. But I didn't expect his reaction. He began badmouthing you and insulting you with insults that would surely make the devil weep. It made me so very angry" I take a moment to control myself and I remember the words a father said of his son. I clench my first and grit my teeth trying to stop myself from punching through the wall. "What happened after that?" Alastair's voice so quiet I'm almost sure a pin dropping would be louder. I unclench my fist and collect myself together. "I told him how you were worthless or weak or any of the other horrible things he said. I told him if he was such a shit father I'd be happy for you to live with me. A son is better without a father who destroys him." I would know. I think inside my head. He lets out a big sigh and runs his hand through his hair. He laughs and I'm completely confused. Why an earth is he laughing? "Maybe my father is right. I couldn't even stand up to him in the end. Maybe I am the weak bastard he says I am" I move to his side and take his hands in my own. I look him deep into his eyes and remind him of just how beautiful he is "You are not weak, nor worthless. Your fathers perspective on strength is one that is wrong and outdated. To me you've proved just how strong you are for enduring his bullshit for so long and for overcoming this battle" he looks away and I drop his hands. "I wish I could leave this room now" I'm smiling secretly, preparing to leave the room. "Where are you going?" He questions.
"You said you want to go home and the nurse said your ready to be discharged. So I'm off to sort out the paperwork. I bought you a change of cloths so feel free to get changed whilst I'm out" and with that I leave the room.Alastairs POV
As I change into the clothes Amaris bought for me, I reflect upon the events that unfolded before me. The feeling of joy that's filling my stomach that's coming from the fact I never have to see that man again in my life. I wish Amaris had told me sooner of their encounter however I know she had her reasons for not telling me and it would be unfair to blame her when she has done so much for me. Just as I'm tying the laces of my shoes, there is a knock on the door. I go to open it and there is stood a nurse and Amaris. "Your all set to go, good luck for the future to you both" says the nurse as we prepare to leave the room. I take a look around checking nothings been left but it seems Amaris has already gotten everything. We walk through the halls and enter the lift silently. I glance over to Amaris and she smiles back to me. When we reach the exit of the hospital Amaris tells me to wait so she can bring the car around. I take a seat near the entrance feeling exhausted once again. I close my eyes trying to fight off the nausea the medicine is giving me and the loud rev of a car awakens me. I look outside to find a shining blacked out Nissan Silvia S15 with pink accents. As I leave the hospital to get a better look at the beast, the driver rolls down the window. It's Amaris telling me to get in. I'm frozen for a minute until she repeats for me to get in. And so I do with my mouth wide open gawking. "Like it?" She asks.
"I love it. It's amazing." I'm still in awe
She lets out a small laugh, "You haven't seen anything yet"
And with that we zoom away leaving the hospital in our dust
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Secrets in her eyes
Mystery / ThrillerHis life was saved by her. She gave him cloths, a home and love and care. But she is a mystery who does not talk of her past nor her future. She does not talk of her feelings or thoughts but remains silent. He cannot help but wonder why. Why is she...