𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞

𝟒| 𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧

A phone call? For me? Since I'm staying in the hospital it has only been my mom or sometimes my manager to call me. It must be her only. No doubt.

I walked out of my room going with the nurse near the telephone. She was slightly trembling as I was close to her. It's just another reason I don't like staying here People act here like I'm some kind of monster finding his prey.

"It's my cousin?", I asked her pointing towards the phone in her hand.

"Actually no.. It's your dad..", She answered giving me the phone keeping her distance from me.

So it's my dad. A person who never cared to look at his son except when he has to scold me or blame me for something. I took a deep breath gathering courage to finally speak.

"Hello?".

"Adrien."

After being admitted in hospital it's the first time I heard his voice. after so long. After years. His voice was deep like always having coldness in his tone, it's like I could imagine his face. Probably he must be sitting in his office with his cigarette surrounded by his paper work god knows what he does always.

"Dad... You called me after so long.. I can't-."

"I don't have time for this nonsense you just have to hear what I'm going to say. Understood?", His voice sounds rough as he cuts me in between. I mentally cursed myself to even try to give him a reply which is not in one or two words. Of course he won't care. Too busy in smoking. I gathered courage finally speaking after a pause of 3 seconds.

"I understood. What you want to say?"

"I noticed your mental health improving leaving about that idiotic stabbing incident. And you are 25 now you need to grow up instead of being in hospital having people to pamper you. Soon you have to handle our family business after me. I want you to come back and start learning to actually act like a grown up. I will send my people to bring you back after 3 days. Get prepared."

Before I could say anything he cut the call. He wants me back... for his business. I put the phone going turning from there to back to my room. I was lost in thoughts as I walked though corridor reaching my room. Knowing I will go back home it felt exciting but sad at the same moment. I was not happy nor I was sad.

It's not that I like staying in this hospital all day I just hear how people thinks I'm a psycho and not gonna lie it's not something someone would like you hear
everyday. But-but leaving hospital means I could not stay with Ava. How would I live without hearing her voice? She's my ray in darkness of my life. I wanted to go back dial the number and beg dad that I don't want to come. I wanted to tell him how much I need her. But he doesn't know my feelings towards her. He won't understand. No other people would even argue with him especially for me. My cousin Josh would be too nice to even talk to him.

I started to feel anxious. My heart started to pound as reality hit me.

Only three days.
It's less.
It's not enough.

I don't want to go there. Till before I didn't thought much but reality hit me hard. Even in luxury I won't be happy. I won't be comfortable. Not only because of Ava but my dad. He won't let me stay in peace.

I looked here and there trying to find something to grab. I feel shortage of breath as sweat formed on my forehead.
I grabbed my pillow digging my fingers in it. I laid down burying my face in pillow. Tears started to soke the pillow as I sobbed trying to catch breath. Suddenly I head someone opening the door.

Without looking up I can tell it's Ava. The scent of her perfume is something I will never forget.

"So... How are you feeling?", She asked stepping in my room her hand were in pockets of her white coat.

"Better. Why did you ask?", I replied still having my face buried in a pillow.

"I do that daily. There's nothing new I asked today", She replied casually sitting on the chair beside my bed.

"Right. Daily. I wonder if someone will ask me these all again or not", I said finally coming out from pillow grazing at ceiling.

"Well... What do you mean? It's me who's going to ask you daily like I always do", She said her face was still relaxed unaware of conflict going within me.

"Nothing I was just wondering if it was not you. Would someone have ever asked me about my day or health or probably mental state", I answered her looking at her beautiful face, she tied her hair in low ponytail with her front hair divided as two hair stands we falling on her face each sides. Her pouty life which were covered in tint. I loved how she always did less make up. The way she was always so natural from both out and in.

"Why are you looking like that? Is there something on my face?", She broke me out of my terrence bringing me back in reality.

"Ah.. No.. No.. I was just adoring", Well I said truth only I was adoring her.

"Oh. Alright. You are a little off today. What happened?", She asked playing with her bracelet around her wrist.

"I'm always like this", I answered trying to cover the facade as I grazed out of closed window seeing through the glass.

"You know what? I'm your doctor. You have to share with me", She said with little irritation in her tone.

"I'm being honest why don't you believe Violet?", I again said grazing out.

"I'm not believing you", Her stubbornness was literally slapping my face as her irritation increased.

"Don't you trust me..?", I asked looking at her face as my expression soften.

"You know what? I heard your conversation with your dad......"