Broken

Chapter: Eight

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Once again, I was back at the hospital. The only time I ever left was to get new clothes, being that I showered and ate here.

For three weeks—twenty-one fucking days, I've sat by his side.

When Ryder woke, I'd make sure he knew about all the disgusting food I had to eat just to stay near him. Or maybe not. . .being that, that would sound weird.

"Ну, как он?" Alonzo asks over the phone.
(So, how is he?)

I look at his pale face with a grim expression. So far he'd been fine, though he still had not shown any signs of emerging from eternal sleep. He was like my modern day Snow White, if only it was as simple as a stupid kiss. The bitch had it easy.

"Он в порядке, он висит там. Что-нибудь новенькое в его отце?"
(He's alright, he's hanging in there. Any news on his father?)

Alonzo sighs, "Нет, но твой брат прилетел даже двадцать минут назад. Я послал ему твоего босса, он должен быть там скоро."
(No but your brother arrived not even twenty minutes ago. I sent him your way boss, he should be there soon.)

A grunt leaves me and I shift my eyes away from Ryder, not wanting my glare aimed at him. It wasn't his fought, even if it was his father.

He never asked to be fathered by the idiot, nor violated. When I got my hands on him, he'd regret the day his mother chose to take it, instead of eating her future kids.

"Ладно, продолжайте искать вещи. Я тоже буду делать это, но я не могу много быть здесь. Ты мне нужен для работы с внешними Алонсо, ты мой ничего." I say distractedly, my eyes on the opening door.

(Okay, keep looking into stuff. I'll be doing so too, but I can't do much being here. I need you for the outside work Alonzo, you're my consigliere.)

He gives me his usual grunt of acknowledgement. "Не волнуйся Дон, ты можешь рассчитывать на меня."
(Don't worry Don, you can count on me.)

I roll my eyes and nod at the nurse who usually comes in to check on Ryder and his progress.

"Хорошо, я также обыскал всю ситуацию с Феликсом. У меня есть вся информация, мы поговорим, когда я вернусь."

(Good, I've also searched into the whole situation with Felix. I have all the info, we'll talk when I get back.) 

She smiles, and then goes back to doing what ever it was she was suppose to do. "Я буду там."
(I'll be there.). "Of course you will, talk to you later. Make sure Dada is there." I tell him before ending the call.

"Anything new, I should know or worry about?" I ask her and she laughs lightly. "No, just that he's as fit as any fiddle that's been hurt can be. He's doing well and his scars are healing so good. I just hope this angel will wake up, so that I can see his eyes." She grimaces and smooths his hair away from his forehead.

"Yeah. . .me too." I mumble. "I'll come back soon to administer his medicine and what not. See you soon honey, get some sleep yeah." She says before exiting, though another person walks in.