Chapter 35- The outcome.

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***Salvatore's POV***
I woke up in the hospital and found my parents by my bed. My mom looked like someone that had seen her child die.

"Mom?". I said raspy.
"Oh my God. Honey, call the doctor". My mom said practically yelling at my dad.

"Doctor!!". My dad yelled and soon enough the doctor with three nurses came in.

They checked my eyes, heartbeat, asked if I felt any pain and all that.
"He's okay. Just need to recover from his injury". The doctor said.

My mom sighed relieved. My dad let out a breath I'm sure he didn't know he was holding.

Soon the police came in.

"Mr Vezon,  we need to ask your son a few questions". The policeman said.
"What happened?.  Did he do something?". My dad asked the police.

"It depends on his answer". The officer said. Soon the doctor left and it was my parents and I in the room.

"So Mr..." The officer said.
"Salvatore ". I helped him to complete it.

"Yeah, Mr. Salvatore. Yesterday an incident occurred and from the news gathered you know the victim".

"Im sorry officer but I don't think I understand what you are saying ". I said, and at this point i remembered Desiree.

This can't be about her right?.

"Well, we are here to inform you that Mr. Harden Heis is the one who stabbed you as you must have known. And he also had a girl captured, and attacked ". The officer said.

"Attacked?. You mean, Des was attacked?". I said, my heart in my ears.

I heard my dad ask my mom why I looked like I was going to kill someone.

"Well, Miss Desiree Dion was shot, stabbed three times. Shoot in the stomach as well, just right above her lungs". The officer said " luckily we had her surrounded and rushed to this hospital immediately". He said.

"Wait. She's here?". I asked as I proceed to get down from the bed.  " Please can you show me where she is". I pleaded with the officer.

"Only because your friends said you are really close". He said, leading us out of the room to where Des was.

We entered. I saw the entire crew, her family, even her sister came down. Soon all eyes were on us.

Everyone especially the crew looked so sorry for me, I was highly confused as of why.

Soon I entered and there she was wires attached in and out of her. The machine blinking. 

She was on life support.

I couldn't breathe. The room felt like it was closing in on me..

"Des?" I said, surprised at how low and cracked my voice sounded.

"Hey. It's Salvatore. You can hear me right?". I asked, on the verge of tears.

Our moms were already crying.

"Why?. Why are you answering me, huh?. Are you angry because I couldn't get to you?. I'm really sorry, okay?". I said, as a tear slipped down my right eye.

She was still quiet.

"Why isn't she talking?" I said looking at her mom.

"Hey, she'll talk, okay?. She's just tired". I heard Vince say.
I nodded my head without looking at him.

Soon the doctor came in.

"Her reports are ready", the doctor scanned the room and continued "well, her left lungs is badly injured and she is currently surviving on the second one. Her body was pumped with drug and some of the drugs will affect her short and some of her long term memory".

"What?!" Her mom said
"Meaning that there is a possibility of her waking up and not remembering a thing". The doctor said sadly " but we don't know the depth of it in her brain so we'll just wait till she wakes up".

"I'm really sorry this happened. Please get some rest. Thank you ". The doctor said and left.

I stood there I couldn't move.

Staring at a girl, my girl, that once was full of life, now on life support and has the possibility of not remembering a thing.

I was so scared, angry and terrified.

"What happened to Harden?". I managed to ask.
"Sal, calm down okay?".  Claudia said trying to coo me.

"What happened?. I just want to know". I said ever so slow.
"He's not arrested, that's for sure". Jackson said..

"So the bastard's still out there?". I asked, getting angry by the minute.
"He's dead, Sal". Aurella said.

I smirked. I wish I killed him myself.

"Salvatore, that is why we are all glad that the police killed him themselves. We can't have someone on life support and also someone in prison for murder".  Said my mom.

I looked at her and for a split second I saw fear in her eyes. Then I realized that I was glaring at her coldly.

" I'm sorry". I said, as I soften my gaze.  Relief washed across her features.

***Six months later***
I was out of the hospital and doing well. Desiree was still there, she was on life support for three months.

We visited her occasionally. It was nice seeing her recover though she wasn't awake yet.

This morning we were all there, her parents and us, coincidentally my mom and I went to the hospital to check on her. My dad had travelled for a business meeting.

We exchanged pleasantries and soon, seconds to minutes and minutes to hours. Her dad left.

An hour later, a miracle happened. Her eyes fluttered open.

I wondered what was going to happen. Will she remember us?. Will she remember Harden?.

Her eyes opened and the same brown eyes I loved looking into was staring at me. Strangely.

"She's awake". I shouted. Our moms were on the couch on the other side of the room.

They looked my direction and ran across.
"I'll call the doctor". I said and stepped out.

The doctor came in. Examined her.
"Miss Desiree, how are you feeling?. Do... Do you remember anything?".

That when she reluctantly tore her eyes from me and stared at the doctor.

"Mom?". She said, looking at her mom.
"Yes, honey". Her mom replied relieved that her daughter remembered her.

"What is Harden doing here?. He's the one who stabbed and shot and abducted me". She said, fear evident in her voice.

"Hey, it's me. Salvatore". I said taking a step closer and then that's when it happened.

She started screaming and crying at the same time.  I stepped back, way back.

Tears rolled down my eyes freely. This can't be happening..

Someone I...adored, she adored me. We were completely obsessed with each other.

We couldn't stay away from each other, no matter how mad we were at the other person.

Now she, she doesn't want to even look at me?.

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