WORTH

Chapter 3

Chantal POV

Sweats were dripping from my forehead to my neck, I have never run this fast before. I had to catch my breath when I arrived in front of the room where my girlfriend was staying

I opened the door and saw her laying there, she had bruises and cuts all over her body

"What's her condition?"

I asked the doctor panting and he sighed and shook her head

"She still hasn't gained consciousness, and her condition is not stable, we'll just observe-"

"What do you mean by fucking observe? Do something! You're a fucking doctor!"

I shouted mad but she furrowed her brows and fixed her glasses

"If you keep giving me this attitude Miss Monserriti, I'm afraid I might call the police... I'll be right back"

She said and walked leaving me all alone, I sighed in frustration and walked towards my unconscious girlfriend

I held her hand and kissed it

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby... I'll do whatever you want, just wake up"

My voice cracked as I knelt and cried, I stared at her bruises and cried even harder

"Who fucking did this?" I muttered, I took out my phone and called someone important

"Hello?"

"Find someone for me"

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It's been two days and she still wasn't waking up, I had been staying beside her for the past two days and the guilt-

The guilt inside me, the guilt of not picking her up that day, it weren't for me, she wouldn't be here right now-

I flinched when I saw her slowly opening her eyes

"Love, hey wake up... it's me, your girl-"

I was cut off when she screamed so loud and hugged her knees crying

"D-Doctor! She's awake!"

I called and the doctors and nurses came rushing to the room, I'm unable to enter her room for a while

I stood there anxiously, waited for a couple of minutes and finally the door opened and immediately walked towards my girlfriend

"Hey baby, how do you feel? It's me, Chantal"

I cupped her cheeks and tears won't stop streaming down her cheeks, she keeps pushing me away but I keep holding her hand

"Please... please Y/n, it's me"

I sobbed, the doctor injected something on her arm that made her calm, she slowly lay on the bed and I held her hand and kissed it

"That'll calm her for a while"

The doctor mumbled and I sighed in relief I glanced at my girlfriend who was still crying while staring at me

"What's wrong? I'm here love, don't cry-"

"You left me... you monster"

She mumbled before closing her eyes, I gulped hard and clenched my hand

"Miss Monserriti, can we talk for a moment?"

The doctor asked and I nodded my head and followed her

"The results are out, she's tested positive for r*pe, multiple stab wounds, and the bruises-"

"Please stop"

I cut the doctor off and I couldn't help but feel fucking worse, guilty is eating me up 

"Your girlfriend is suffering from trauma right now Miss Monserriti, I suggest after she's discharged, maybe a psychiatrist might help"