I'm All Yours | B.E

Chapter Twenty Nine

"Please, let me see her," Denzel desperately begged the woman behind the front desk.

"Are you her family?"

"No, but-"

"Then I'm sorry, sir but I can't help you. Only family members are allowed. We have already notified her parents and her brother."

"Please," he put his hands together and whispered out. "That's my future fiancé there. I can't lose her."

The woman looked away for a moment as if she was thinking before her eyes moved back to him, "Okay, go. Quick."

"Thank you," he tapped the desk and run past her.

There were many thoughts roaming his mind as he searched for her room. Many possible situations and outcomes that he was afraid of.

Despite his anxiety, those thoughts went quiet when he entered the room to her being awake and breathing.

"Bil?"

She was hooked on an IV as well as a feeding tube.

She and the doctor looked over his way. It seemed like the spark in her eyes had came back for a moment.

She lazily smiled at him before he went up to her. He looked at her, trying to take the situation in till he finally reached down to hug her tightly.

"Oh my God," he whispered out. "I was so scared, don't do that shit ever again. You hear me?"

He repeatedly kissed the top of her head and sat down at the chair next to her bed, not letting go of her hand.

"Mrs. Ellison, there's one more thing I have to inform you on before I can leave the two of you alone."

Their attention focused on her, anticipation filling the room.

"Unfortunately... due to your body weight and the stress that your body went through, you have lost your baby. I'm sorry."

Denzel shifted his eyes back to Billie, who only managed to quietly get out, "Okay, thank you."

"I'll leave you two be," she gently spoke whilst leaving.

"What baby? You were pregnant?" his eyes widened.

"Denzel," she took his hand and put it up against her cheek. "It was Matthew's."

"What- How?"

"He raped me in the hospital and then almost three weeks later the nurse there told me the news."

"I'll get him behind bars as well, okay? You won't have to worry about either of them anymore from now on."

"I love you," she mouthed.

"I love you, too," a smile spread across his face.

"They," she looked down and cleared her throat. "Found morphine and some other drug that I can't even pronounce in my system."

"From the mental hospital?"

"Mhm."

"Bil, listen. Once you get out of here, we'll be able to start a new life. Together. Just you and me, nobody else."

"Denzel," she dreadfully sighed. "They're putting me away after this. I got diagnosed with anorexia and attempted to kill myself, they're not allowed to let me go home. I need to get better, mentally and physically."

"For how long?"

Rejoining, she only shrugged, "I don't know. Could be weeks, could be months."

"Okay," he kissed her hand. "But after that I promise to take care of you. I'll wake up next to you every morning, bring you breakfast in bed. I'll get us both a gym membership and we'll go to the gym together. I'll help you build muscle so you can become stronger and healthier. All I want is to be with you."