Storm (interracial)

Soar Chapter 15

"Fuck."  I yelled walking out of the hospital.

I need a drink cause I refuse to let her move me.  I jump in my car and drove to the nearest bar.  What was supposed to be one drink end up being many drinks.  I was drunk on my ass.  All I could think about was the soulless woman I left at the hospital.  If only I told her that I loved her.  I wanted to but I just couldn't bring myself to tell her.  I single-handedly broke her.  The life she once had in her eyes where gone and replaced by hate.  I knew she meant every word at the hospital.  She didn't mean it before the lose of our baby but she meant it afterwards.  If I only would have stop when she submitted to me.  I don't want to have to kill her.  I let anger and lust cloud my judgment and now I turned a good girl bad. My phone interrupts my thoughts.  It's Anna Clara. I send it to voicemail.  After a few more drinks I know I'm drunk but I disguise it well enough for no one to notice.

I stumble into my car and put the key in the ignition.  I start the car and I merge into traffic.  I driving fast a reckless.  I didn't even notice the light had turn red. There was a loud crash. Sleep takes me away or maybe death.

"Will he be alright?" I hear someone say.

"He better be."  I hear the lovely voice of Storm.  Why does she sound so evil.

"For now he will but it's the same as any other day.  There is still no change."  A man says.

"It's good if we talk to him." A lady who sounds a lot like Anna Clara.

"No problem the pleasure is all mine." Storm says.

"Don't you die on me you murderer.  You've been in this coma for 7 months to long.  Did you think getting drunk and driving in front of an eighteen wheeler was going to save you.  You killed our child.  So I need you to wake up so I can finish you off.  It wouldn't be fair if I killed you in this state. I want the satisfaction of you seeing me end you."

"Storm enough."  You threatening him in his sleep won't bring him back." 

"Well your words of wisdom and love is surely not waking him up."

"Just let it go Storm."

" I've tried and I can't." She begins to cry.  "He hurt me so bad why didn't he just love me."  She sobbing now and beating on my chest.  "I love you and I always will" she whispers it so low that you would have to be on top of her to hear it.  I guess this gains a reaction from me cause a monitor starts beeping faster.

"Oh my god, h-he opening his eyes." She stammered. 

I try to say something but I can't. I try to move but it's to hard I feel helpless.  Our eyes meet and I can feel a tear roll down my eyes.  I try talking again but I couldn't make anything come out so I just mouthed I'm sorry to her.

"Wait he's trying to talk." She say frantically.

"Ma'am I afraid we're going to have to ask you to leave out the room." A woman says

"Come on Storm lets go and let them do there jobs." I hear Anna Clara say before the doctors and nurses bombard me.

It's been three weeks since I came out of the coma.  Storms been here every step of the way.
And not in a good way either.  She reminds me every day that I need to get better so she could rightfully kill me.  At least there is no bite behind that bark of hers.  She insisted on helping me gain all of my motor skills.  She says she is the only one who will be dedicated enough to make sure I'm 100%.  But I know she is planning something.

She walks in like a lady on a mission.  I haven't told her I heard when she said that she still loved me.  And I love her too I think we need to talk about us rather than me listening to her plans of offing me.  When she approaches me she I notice that she's  disturbed.  I don't know by what but it cant be good.