Chapter Thirty Two

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Wyatt's POV

Another week has gone by and my sister has yet to wake up. I swear I'm about to strangle someone, or Hope to be more accurate since I am certain that she is the one who did this to my sister. Steffy tried to convince me that it might not be her but I wasn't convinced. It hurts me that I feel at times like I'm pushing Steffy away but I haven't been myself these past two weeks I know she understands but I still hate that feeling that I may be possibly hurting her. I went into my office again to meet up with the private investigator I hired to search for Hope.

"Timothy, where are we with the investigation?" I asked as soon as he entered.

"I'm trying Mr Spencer I really am, but not only does Mr Abelli have international protection which makes him and his family untouchable, wherever they are staying they haven't used his name on the lece and he's basically untraceable." Timothy informed me making me all the more angry as I slammed my hand on the desk.

"Listen to me Tim and listin well, I'm not a patient man and I want the information on the sick psychopaths that are trying to kill my sister on my desk tonight." I said coldly and threateningly that the poor guy just nodded in fear and ran out of the office. I looked through some more paperwork but I couldn't focus so I decided to go to the gym and find me something to punch.

Steffy's POV

I was at the hospital with Thomas since he refuses to leave Elizabeth's side. He only goes home to shower and then he comes back, he slept on the chair the entire first week since the doctors told him that they can only book rooms for family members. Wyatt booked one for us but when he saw Thomas not wanting to leave her and that the penthouse was only five minutes away he gave Thomas the room. Quinn had a mental breakdown when Elizabeth nearly stroked out last week so my uncle Thorne has been keeping her in the mansion, he says she doesn't get out of bed, barely eats or speaks. Bill has basically gone off on all the doctors a few days ago so Liam doesn't let him come unless he comes with him. Wyatt has been distant lately and even though I hate it I know he doesn't mean to push me away and he's just frustrated and upset. He's been really agitated lately and has had a lot of nightmares waking up. He says it's the same dream every night with Elizabeth stroking out and Hope and Rick laughing in his face about how he can't protect anyone loves, they call him a failure and a screw up. Then when he moves he finds a little boy crying out for him telling him Daddy, Daddy. I haven't tried to push him and I think that's for the best since all this pressure he'll probably snap on his own and he knows I'm here for him when he does. Bill suddenly came in and Thomas went into Elizabeth's room and sat on the chair beside her bed and grabbed her hand.

"How is she Steffy?" Bill asked me obviously devestated of what's happened to his daughter.

"The same." I told him and he just clenched his fist and looked through her window with an obvious mixture of sadness and anger.

"You know the last time we really talked we were fighting. I didn't like the choices she's made from moving in with her mother to falling in love with your brother. I guess you can say I was getting possessive and overprotective." He told me and I laughed lowering my head before getting it back up smirking.

"And let me guess she told you to shove it." I said and we both laughed.

"Yeah pretty much. She however made one choice that I agree with." He said and I shrugged my shoulders asking him what it was.

"She got you for a friend." He said and I smiled in appreciation for the compliment.

"Anyway, there isn't much you can do for Elizabeth right now but another one of your children needs you." I told him and he looked at me confused.

"Wyatt, Bill, he's agitated, he's spending way too many hours at work and when he isn't there he's at a boxing gym near here. Not to mention the nightmares and I'm not complaining I'm really not I get that he doesn't really know how to be helpess either but I'm worried about him." I recounted all of Wyatt's behaviour for the past two weeks to him and his shoulders stifned and his face turned into an expression of worry.

"Why are you worried then all of this is normal when something happens to a person if something happens to someone close to them." He questioned me.

"I'm worried Bill because he's hired at least three private investigators to look for Hope and Rick and I don't what he'll do when he finds them." I told him getting agitated at the just thought of the idiot I'm in love with him putting himself in danger.

"Hey don't worry okay, I'll go talk to him right now. Where is he?" He asked me and I looked at my watch realizing it's nearly six o'clock.

"Right now he's probably at the gym around the corner." I informed him.

"Yeah I know it I'll come back in an hour and Wyatt will be with me even if I drag him here by his head and where the hell is Liam?" He asked obviously pissed that me and Thomas are the only ones staying with Elizabeth.

"He said he's helping Ivy move some of her stuff into a spare room at Caroline and Sky's house. He wants to be disposable for everybody else and he can't do that without leaving his pregnant wife alone." I informed him.

"Good call me when he gets here I'm off to see my other son." He said and walked away.

10 Minutes Later

Wyatt's POV

I kept taking my anger out on the punching bag when I was interrupted by a hand placed on my shoulder. I quickly turn around ready to strike as if u just automatically thought it was an attacker only to find out it was just dad.

"Damn it Wyatt, What the hell?!" He yelled at me and I just looked at him with the best poker face I've got and shrugged him off turning back to my punching bag.

"What do you want dad?" I asked throwing a few punches before he turned me around again.

"What, what do you want?"

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