My wattpad mystery boy (completed)

Chapter thirty nine.

Chapter thirty nine.

I've always hated hospitals.






Shock powered through my veins as I sat in the back seat of Damon's car. Emily was holding my hand tightly, while Sam had his arm draped around my shoulders protectively. Sebastian in the front seat kept glancing back at me. Damon had his hands clenched and he was driving crazily home. Harry and Blake were all in Harry's car following us. Eric was in Sam's car.

Sam had tears prickling in the edges of his eyes. He watched me cautiously. I looked in his glassy eyes "Sam it'll be okay."

He laughed humorlessly "shouldn't I be saying that to you El?"

I managed a smile. "Yeah. You probably should. But it's you Sam. You suck at being a best friend."

"Hey! I don't not!" He pretended to sulk.

"You do" I sang at him. Despite my pain I managed a laugh. Emily and Sam joined in while Sebastian looked at us like we were maniacs. I caught Damon's eyes in the mirror. They smiled with admiration at me.


I laid my head on Emily's shoulder. "I love all you guys. And Harry and Eric"

They all smiles at me and chorused a "love you too Ellie." Damon's eyes stared back at me. An unwritten message in his eyes.

Stuff it!

I love Damon Hammond.


Of all the times to realize it. It had to be now.

This is my life's logic.


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"Hello how may I help you?"

A bored looking receptionist smiled grimly at us. "We are looking for the Love family?"

"Yes. A doctor will be with you soon."

Damon and I sat down with the others in the waiting area of the hospital. Sam was pacing across the floor.

My dad was like a hero to him. To both twins. Sam and Eric looked at Conrad like he was their dad. Sam especially had a huge respect for dad. Their dad had left them when they were five and when I meet the boys my dad tool them in instantly. Opening our home to the Evans family. I don't regret his decision either. If he hadn't then I wouldn't have had these two boys make my life crazy.


Eric was looking at his brother worriedly next to Emily. Sebastian was next to Blake, he kept glancing over at me. Harry and Damon were on either side of me. I should probably say that no one was drunk. Damon had given up when I got home, Harry hadn't touched a drop.

I however. Was in monotone. Everyone around me seemed to slow down. I glanced at Damon who was staring back at me, his mouth moving as though he was talking. I furrowed my eyebrows at him, but I still failed to hear what he was saying.

My head throbbed and I began to get dizzy. I faintly felt Damon put his hand on my shoulder and look at me with confusion lacing his eyes.

I blinked at him wondering why he looked so worried. Then suddenly time caught up to me. Everyone began to talk and walk faster.

The noise was too much.

"Ellie are you OK? You look really pale."

"I'm fine Dam-" I was cut off by myself tumbling to the floor.

*an hour later.*

I awoke in a cold steel bed. I groaned as my head pounded. I just barely managed to open my eyes when I heard a voice "ah your awake miss Love."

"Yes I am."

"Well I'm gals you know your name."

My now open eyes reveled a male doctor standing at the foot of my bed. "What happened?"

"Well Ellie, you fainted."

"I gathered that. But why?"

"You got stressed and panicky about your parents and you had a dizzy spell. Your blood pressure went low and tour sugar levels were down. So I have sent one of your multiple boys out there to fetch some sugary snack for you. But I have a feeling he might eat it."

"If it's Sam then he would."

The doctor nodded, "there's someone who would like to see you."

He walked out and basically soon after he left, the familiar head of my boyfriend walked through the door. Damon looked very sullen and instantly I knew that he was the bearer for bad news.

"Hey Ellie I'm so glad your okay!" He attempted a smile.


"Damon what happened? Are my parents OK?"

He gulped and instantly I began to dread the future. I wished I could go back in time and stop my parents from boarding that plane.

"Ellie. I'm sorry but-"

"Ellie! I brought food!"

Sam burst through the door holding a half eaten donut and a packet of smarties.

Damon glared at Sam, I silently thanked him for the distraction. I wasn't ready for whatever Damon was going to say.

"Sam. I was about to tell Ellie something."

"Was it about her parents? Are they OK?"

Damon looked genuinely confused, "wait you don't know yet?"

"Don't know What? I've been in the cafe for half an hour."

Damon looked like he had just witnessed the murder of someone. He looked away from me. "Ellie, your dad didn't make it."



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