Mr Hood (Calum Hood AU)

Part Forty - Left Waiting

Hello babies.

A day early, I know, what am I doing?  But yeah, I am off three days this week so I will update again tomorrow.  This is Calum's POV and remember that it is ahead of what happened last chapter.  That is pretty obvious, but just in case you didn't realise.  

Anyway, enjoy;)!x

They did it. They got her back. But the thing that kills me is that she got shot. She has been shot, by the men that were meant to rescue her. And they did it because she tried to protect her kidnapper. He had hurt her, tainted her and taken her from us. But she tried to save him. He ended up getting shot too, he went on a rampage after she got shot and did a total massacre. He ended up killing over ten more police officers after that. But he got shot and he is dead.

I didn't feel the relief and happiness I thought I would get. Of course, I am overjoyed by the fact she is back and that she is safe. But she isn't out of danger yet. She is in intensive care. Apparently she lost a lot of blood. More than the normal amount. It confused the doctors. They ended up having to do an MRI, but they haven't had the results back.

Spencer has been sitting in the room with Summer as she stayed unconscious. Only immediate family is allowed, and that doesn't include me. So what have I been doing, I have been waiting out in the waiting room for any news. Spencer had told me to go home and that he'd call me, but I couldn't do that. I wanted to be here so I could get the news straight away, so I could be here for when she woke up, because she will wake up. The doctors may not be sure, but I am. I trust the words that man spoke to me, in that church, all those weeks ago.

I hadn't needed to take time off of work because we were on a break right now. Thank God. If people at school knew then I would be dead. I only just got Summer back, I am not going into sell-destruct mode. The boys brought me food every few hours because they couldn't convince me to leave. Sometimes they stayed with me and asked how she was. It helped me but not as much it should have.

I waited by the door, for news. A week went by and still nothing. She was better. But she still wasn't awake yet and I wasn't allowed in to see her. They had managed to stabilise her and it was against all the odds, but not to me. I always knew she was going to be fine. She will be fine. I truly believe that. No matter what they try to prepare me for, I trust in the words that were spoken to me in that church.

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More weeks passed. They had allowed me in now. Spencer had managed to make them let me in to be able to sit her room. The nurses kept looking at me in pity whenever they see me. I don't want their pity, I just them to do their jobs and make Summer better. That is all they need to do.

I usually just sit in her room with Spencer and we talk, mostly about Summer, but sometimes about other random crap. He trusted that she would get better. And so that is why, on this occasion I am sitting in her room just looking at her, watching as she sleeps. Her bruises had just about gone. There are still scars on her skin.

They got the results of the MRI. Apparently there is some brain damage, which might mean that she has lost her memories, maybe just some, maybe all of them. But it could mean she doesn't know who I am. That scares me, beyond all of this and that scares me the most. If she doesn't remember me, I don't know what I will do.

I watch over her, as if I could actually do anything for her. I cleaned up her room, threw out the dead flowers and cleared away the garbage that littered the room from Spencer and I's meals and snacks that we managed to eat in there. The room was all cleaned up.