Lost Love

26. Space and Time

A/N: I really hope you like this chapter after that cliffhanger! :P Enjoy! And do let me know what you think :) Oh and fab trailer of Lost Love is by blushesscarlett, it's awesome! 

‘What’s going on, Immy?’ Leon asks, his voice full of concern. Wiping my eyes with my only spare hand, I try and console myself, but can’t help. I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be crying in front of my current boyfriend about my ex boyfriend. This is wrong. This is wrong on so many levels. 

He takes my hand in his and soothes me, just like I knew he would. ‘What’s wrong?’ He repeats.

I take a few moments to steady myself and my breathing, before saying, ‘Everything, Leon. I’ve got myself in such a mess.’

He frowns at this and waits for me to continue. But I can’t get the words out. I look away from Leon and just let my tears fall from my face. He sits closer to me and tries to console me, but its no use. I’m so emotional that it’s hurting my heart, and that's not just because of my ribs. As he goes to speak again, there’s a knock at my door and in walks two police officers dressed to the nigh in their black and white uniform. They send me a soft smile and take their helmets off, signifying they are hear to stay. I can practically hear Leon sigh from beside me. 

‘Imogen Howard, hello, I am PC Bernard and this is PC Quentin. We’d like to ask you for your statement about the incident that occured yesterday. Your boyfriend has already given us his statement and we are hoping you’d be able to tell us what happened too.’

Leon leaves the room without a word. He doesn't even look back at me and yet I feel awful for him. He’s still not had a chance to talk to me and he’s waited all day, letting my family and even my ex boyfriend talk to me before himself. But neither of us are going to stand in the way of a police officer’s duties. 

PC Bernard and PC Quentin take a seat beside my bed with a pen, a pad of paper and a tape recorder at the ready. I talk them through what I remember and give my statement, stating merely that I was driving and the rain and lighting began when a car hit my side of my car, before asking what will happen now. 

‘We’ve taken all of your statements and are looking at what was the cause was,’ PC Quentin explains. 

‘Oh God, am I going to have to go to court?’ I shriek in panic. ‘Please no.’

PC Bernard shakes his head from beside his colleagure. ‘No, no. I don’t think it will come to that.’

‘Is the other driver okay?’

‘He’s fine. We’ll be in touch to keep you informed. Have a good recovery, Imogen.’ They both give me a smile, before exiting the room and leaving me alone. A few minutes pass before Leon walks into the room and says, ‘What’s the chances that I’ll actually be able to talk to you today?’

Sighing, I beckon him over. ‘I’m sorry. Let’s talk now. I promise.’ Even if I am exhausted, I want to talk to Leon. I want to give him his chance to talk to me. He’s meant to be my boyfriend, after all. 

He sits next to me and turns to face me, and just stares. He’s got some cuts on his face and I can’t help but reach up to touch them. I want him to speak first. I want to know what he wants to say to me, because I’m pretty much speechless now. There’s too much whirring in my mind which I need to puzzle through. 

‘What happened with you and Oscar?’ He asks quietly and then I'm back to imagining Ozzy and Emma being together in a very intimate and compromising position, and I bite down on my bottom lip hard. I wonder what she was like. Was she better than me? Did she get him to come faster than I do? A shiver rushes down my spine and I have to force myself to stop thinking about it, about them.