Chapter 23: Life in ruins

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"Whwhat?" I stuttered. "He woke up from his coma and mom was crying and he was smiling it was amazing patience, then his eyes slammed shut and his heart monitor started beeping like crazy. He had a chance but the doctors were too late. He had a heart attack." He cried. I was silent and Blaine was looking at me with worry. "I'll book a flight in the next hour I'll be there soon." I replied and Cameron hung up without a goodbye. I felt a tear silently slip down my cheek and Blaine looked at me sadly. "Is everything okay?" He asked concern laced in his tone and I looked at him not being able to hold back from the tears any longer. I forced my face into my hands and cupped my face as I cried. Blaine wrapped his arms around me and balefire cuddled up beside me. "I can't do this any longer.." I cried not being able to hold back any longer. "What happened?" Blaine asked desperately. "My dad....he's...he's.." Blaine cut me off. "You don't have to say it it's okay let's just get you on that flight the sooner you can say goodbye the easier it will get." Blaine comforted me in an odd wording but aside from that I rushed a flight I packed my bags and Blaine and I took a taxi because he had to leave as well. "Goodbye Blaine I'm sorry your visit had to end like this.." I sniffed looking down. He lifted my chin with his index finger and smiled softly. "No don't say that it was amazing, you are like a therapist without the degree patience! You helped me so much taking my mind off things is your specialty and now your family needs you and your spectacular specialty back at home okay?" He reassured me. "Okay, thank you" I sniffed. He hugged me tightly and then ran off to his flight and I boarded mine.

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Zachary's P.O.V

"Iris babe can you grab me the pepper?" I called. "Sure!" She called back and I turned around to watch her pregnant belly away from side to side and once she reached my arms length I held her stomach and kissed her with a little hello to my future daughter. "Your going to be the best father ever!" She smiled. "Cute belly." I flirted. "There's barley a bump hush." She winked and walked back into the living room and I turned around continuing my dinner for her.

Blaine's P.O.V

"Hey iris I just think we need to walk please call back.." I sighed ending my fifth voicemail to her. The only girl I was crazy about was the girl who was crazy for someone else. I hit up a few of my friends afterwards like Emily, Emerson, and James and we hung out like real men at the cheeky monkey indoor climbers hah. "So how was patience?" Emerson asked. "She's kinda okay she's off to her hometown, her father passed." I sighed. "What the hell that prick deserved to die whys she going?!" Emerson flipped. "He was still her father emmy it doesn't matter what past brought..." Emily explained to an angry Emerson. "He tried to fucking kill her?!" He freaked and the parents around us told Emerson to hush in aggressive tones due to his choice of words. "Sorry." He whispered. He sat down and covered his face. "Man she gets beat to the floor and she still gets up and fucking hugs those who beat her." He sighed. "She's strong, she's stronger than any one of us." Emily replied rubbing Emerson's back. "I'm going to the funeral." Emerson shook his head. "And you think I'm staying at home with James all weekend?" Emily complained and Emerson looked at her with disgust. "Sorry sorry..." She backed off. "I'll come by to check on James too no worries." I stepped in. "Thank you." Emily smiled.

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Patience's P.O.V

"Cameron I'm here!" I screamed racing down the hall to his open weak arms. "It's okay patience they have a pulse again." He sniffed with a smile on his face. I smiled and ran in by my mom and for the first time my mom and dad were speaking again like basically lovers. "PATIENCE!" My mom screamed joyfully running to hug me. "Hey mom." I whispered calmly. "Patience?" My fathers rough tired voice filled my ears with both fear and relief. "Hey dad, how are you feeling?" I walked over and rested my hand on his shoulder. His face didn't look the same as it did when my mother was at his side. While I was staring puzzled on why he was looking so oddly at me his hand lashed across my face sending my head in the opposite direction of his force. In his condition he managed to sit up and he dragged my arm over and he continually beat me until bruises were more then visible. I started to scream knowing it would catch my mom and brothers attention from outside the hospital room but it didn't because I'm assuming they went to the cafeteria. He started to hit harder and harder and he made his way to my ribs and I couldn't move he had locked my hands under him and my feet were stuck under his bed. After I felt one of his hardest hits my adrenaline definitely rushed. I slammed his bed against the wall making him and his monitors fall. the monitors started to beep and nurses ran in and so did Cameron and my mom. My mom ran in and started screaming at me and pushed me into the wall taking hit after hit non stop and Cameron ran over and pulled my mom back and held her away. "Mom look.." He said focusing on the bruises that covered up and around my core also my eye and forehead. My mom fell to the floor with her hands over her mouth and she started to sob. She could barely look up at me and Cameron didn't even have to ask what happened. I took my best shot at making things better and I booked a flight back for the next morning. I sat down in the lobby of the hospital with my hands over my head crying to myself. "One fucking visit patience and you ruin everything!" I whispered to myself. "I think it's beat you get out of here patience." Cameron's voice filled my ear as I heard him sit down in the chair beside me. "Trust me I booked a flight back already." I sniffed. "God, one visit and you get him sent to emergency again? what a daughter you are you kn..." I cut Cameron off. "I know what Cameron? I know as soon as you left he pulled me to bed and started to beat me? I know he pinned me by my hands and feet so he could pound my chest in? One fucking visit and I almost get myself killed. The reasoning behind what he did? I'll probably never know but I know one thing despite everything he fucking did I came here and he just came back the same disgusting man he is. So please don't waste your time telling me how much of a mistake I made coming here and ruining your lives I'd much rather catch my flight home." I snapped and without a goodbye from either of us I got up and walked out.

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