a puzzle of love | javery

<< the hospital >>

(averys pov)

I had been in the hospital for almost a week now, so much for the magical week of dates. But that wasn't what I was worried about, Jameson still hadn't woken up once, and the doctors didn't know if he would. Oren had called Alisa and told her what happened, so she set up a medical team she trusted. Anything to keep me away from the public.

I didn't care about the public though. All I cared about was him. I looked down at the book that I had been reading, it was a shitty book. I threw it across the room in anger and then realized I shouldn't have done that. 3 doctors rushed in and asked what happened, I came up with some lame-ass excuse about what happened. Oren looked at me with his best impression of Alisa's face.

I rolled my eyes for I genuinely didn't care. I slipped my hand into Jamesons and was about to try and sleep when I felt his hand move. I jerked up and beckoned to Oren, he hurried over and checked Jameson's pulse. A look of relief poured over him and I pushed the button to alert the docs.

seconds later, a bunch of them appeared. They were all wearing masks, and one of them ushered me and Oren out of the room. I tried to fight my way back in but the doors were slammed in my face.

"Well, that was rude" I muttered, I doubted Oren could hear me though. He was updating Alisa on the news. I started pacing back and forth in the hall.

I examined all the details. Couches, chairs, a TV, plants, magazines. To be honest it just looked like a normal hospital. But I knew it wasn't, since I got Tobis Hawthornes, inheritance nothing was normal.

An alarm started to ring and I rushed over to the door. I couldn't see much through the window, so I tried to open the door. It was locked. shit, shit, shit, I thought.

3 minutes later a doctor walked out of the room. her head was bowed and I jerked towards her. I didn't want to come off as harsh, but I probably did.

"where is he" I practically barked out. a look of dread washed over her face and she started "I'm so sorry-" I cut her off. He couldn't be dead, he just couldn't. I pushed past the doctor as a tear escaped.

I walked in a saw, "Jameson?" Of course, he was there grinning, he was in the hospital bed and holding something. I stepped closer and looked at what he was holding. "Hey, someone left a clue for you" I grimaced and took the note.