The million dollar man

Chapter eleven

//Bella's POV//
It was the official day one of seven in this hospital, I was trying to reach my clothes but it was like that cheery nurse had an alarm for every time my ass left the bed. I decided against the clothes and just to get straight up. I took off the many wires, winced at removing the IV drip but I was ready to leave! I got up and fell a few times before my brain woke up my feet. I paced around the room, I stood by the window.
"Should you be up?" Jenny asked.
"No but I don't care, I'm going insane looking and counting ceiling panels, got a cig?" I asked weakly.
"Even if I did, which I do, I'm not giving you it."
"I'll open a window."
"I came here with bad news."
"Kyle's gotten out of it hasn't he?"
"He said you threw yourself down the stairs, then managed to drag yourself back up the stairs and hit him so he hit you, his friends have battled against the story but-" she stopped and took a breath. "Jake."
"What about him? Is he dead?"
"No, Kyle got his other friends onto him."
"Is he here?"
"Who?"
"Jake."
"Yes but I don't think you should go and see him."
"This is my fault! It's my fault he's being hurt and I deserve to die, maybe Kyle should have just killed me." I said tears threatening to spill.
"He broke you, well and truly." Jenny said hugging me. I was sick to death of hiding what I really thought, I was just a mopey, stupid girl who couldn't get far at all!
"I just wanna apologise, it's my fault, all my fault, you shouldn't be here, David should just go back to worrying about the cafe and you should just forget about me and so should Damien, I can just struggle by elsewhere, I don't need anyone, I'll get by."
"When will you stop lying to yourself and see that this is how Kyle wants you to feel, he wants you to feel worthless, stupid and like everything is your fault, it's his fault, as a boyfriend, he should have loved, cared and treated you like a fucking princess not a bloody punching bag! All his words, they don't mean shit Bella Grant, now listen to me, you're beautiful and strong and need to stop listening to the demons that Kyle has planted into your head." Jenny shouted, she was also on the brink of tears. I turned and looked back out of the window. I closed my eyes and took a breath.
"Can we please go and see Jake?" I whispered.
"Yes." Jenny replied.

We walked out of my room. The nurses shot over to me.
"I'm going to Jake Harley's room, whether you like it or not." I said to them.
"At least go in a wheelchair." A nurse ordered. I looked at her and carried on walking. They all began following me, like I was some crazy woman that was going to kill someone, I found Jake's room and walked in.

//Jake's POV//
That bastard. I can't believe he got someone else to stab me, coward! My door opened and I saw Bella, damn she was a sight for sore eyes. She looked at me and began to cry.
"Hey." I said smiling at her, I knew she blamed herself. I opened my arms, hoping she would hug me and not fear me.
"I'm sorry." She said.
"Come here, I'm not going to hurt you." I reassured her, I didn't blame her for this, I blame Kyle, he was the reason she was terrified of everyone and everything. She walked over and I wrapped my arms around her, careful not to hurt her or me.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." She whispered.
"No, it isn't, I would have took that stabbing a lot sooner if it meant you were free from him, I'm sorry we didn't do anything sooner." I whispered, careful not to make her flinch. Damien had a lot of work, he had to rebuild her and make her strong again.

Bella stayed in my room, she didn't speak much, I did all the talking whilst she sat and listened, smiling occasionally but I knew that was out of politeness. The nurse came in.
"Hey nurse." I said winking, Jenny walked in and scoffed. Admittedly, Jenny was drop-dead gorgeous and we teased each other, playfully, flirtatiously and just because why not?
"Oh c'mon." Jenny said rolling her eyes.
"Can't a patient have a little fun?" I teased.
"I'm gonna throw up." Bella said going pale. Oh, shit, she meant it literally. The nurse handed her a bowl thing and Bella threw up whatever was in her stomach.
"Okay honey, time for you to go back to your room." The nurse said. I felt sorry for her.
"That'll be her coming off the meds too soon." Jenny supplied the information.
"Aren't you smart." I quipped. She glared at me before we both smiled and laughed.

//Bella's POV//
"Okay, you're off your meds and moving too soon, your little throwing up session, was because you're pushing yourself, you'll be in here a lot longer if you don't follow what we're ordering you to do." The doctor scolded me. I sighed and looked out of the window. I heard a knock at the door and looked up to see Damien, a knight in shinning armour.
"I mean it Miss Grant, no getting up, taking your meds off or moving to other people's beds." The doctor concluded before walking out. I huffed and Damien chuckled.
"Where did you go?" He asked.
"Jake's, he got stabbed." I replied.
"What?"
"Jake got stabbed by Kyle's rougher friends because he managed to either escape or get a phone call."
"I can sort this-"
"Don't because you'll only get hurt and that's someone else hurt because of me." I said, gulping and blinking away the tears. What I'm an emotional person?!
"Okay, Bella, listen to me, not your head, me." He said sitting next to me and grabbing my cheek. "Kyle isn't getting out of jail if you let me help, he can go down for abuse and attempted murder, which as far as I see it, that's 25 years, but I can only do that if you'll let my lawyers and myself deal with the situation, you can't keep fighting on your own, you're not own your own, you never have been and you never will be, ever again." He said kissing my forehead.
"Fine." I grumbled. "But if there's any threats, you back the fuck out."
"Finally, she agrees to something." Jenny said smirking. "Jake wants to see you Dam."
"Dam?" I questioned.
"Sounds like daaammnnn."
"Only you." Damien mumbled patting Jenny's shoulder as he left.

//Damien's POV//
I walked back into Bella's room, she was fast asleep, curled up with some of the bed sheets crunched up in her hand. I smiled and walked over to her bedside, I sat by it and sighed.
"It'll all be okay soon." I whispered kissing her temple.