Universe law | Duncney

𝟐𝟐 - 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞.

regret 🔆
verb
feel sad, repentant, or disappointed over (something that one has done or failed to do).
"she immediately regretted her words"
noun
a feeling of sadness, repentance, or disappointment over an occurrence or something that one has done or failed to do.
"she expressed her regret at Virginia's death"

[ Monday, 14th September]

𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙮'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫

<Courtney?> a male voice.

My eyes opened slightly, everything was blurry, I couldn't focus on who was in front of me or on what was around me.

<Courtney? Are you able to see me?>

I finally understood.

There was a nurse in front of me, while I was lying on a bed, I immediately understood that I was in a hospital, but the thing that surprised me most of all was that I was actually alive.

I immediately tried to sit up since I was feeling uncomfortable, but evidently the nurse wasn't happy with that.

<Hey hey slow down, you have a bandage on your abdomen, if you make sudden movements it risks to tore apart> he said to me as he helped me to sit down.

I didn't say anything to him, I just looked at him, just to make him understand that I wanted to know how I ended up there.

He sighed and sat down on the sofa that was next to my bed.

<Your friends found you lying on the street, they called the police and an ambulance, a boy came in the ambulance with you..> he didn't say his name, even though I knew well that he knew me and the others, our fame precedes us.

I also immediately understood who that boy was.

Duncan was the one that came with me.

Not Bridgette, not Heather, but Duncan.

I didn't dwell too much on that actually, I wanted to know if the police had traced the attempted murder to Chris.

<And then?> I asked.

<The police has already intercepted the call made by your attackers to the instigator, they have recovered the files from the security cameras of some nearby houses which recorded everything, in short, they already know everything.> he told me, hinting a smile.

I smiled too.

The thought of that gave me joy, even if at that moment I didn't have the strength to express it.

<Anyway...I'll come back in a bit to explain better what are the consequences on your body and how you'll be treated...I think there are some people who want to see you.> he said to me, getting up and leaving the room.

The idea of seeing the others made me happy, but also anxious at the same time.

What did they think of me now with everything that happened?

I closed my eyes, I didn't want to see who would come in first.

The door opened.

A few seconds of silence.

<Oh god...> it was a male voice.

I understood immediately.

I opened my eyes again, despite everything I was happy to see him.

I gave him a small smile.

<Hey...> I said to him as he sat down next to me on the sofa.

Justin sighed and passed a hand over his eyes, as if to dry some tears, however, I didn't see any of them.