A Dangerous Wave

36

"Help! She's fainted!"

Those were the last words I heard four days ago before I blacked out completely. I woke up in a hospital the next day with a massive headache, which wasn't the worst pain. My whole torso hurt because of the cut and so did my whole face. The punches I received from Rider weren't mild. They were quite the opposite. It showed due to him constantly being at the gym and working out.

The nurse said the cut could have killed me if I lost any more blood than I did. Apparently the cut was much more serious than I thought it was. Yes, it hurt like a bitch but the adrenalin I felt through the whole night helped me not to feel the pain so much. But then I fainted from the blood loss.

I have bruises all over my face along with the two cuts on my left cheek. But more bruises are spread along my torso and legs. Every time I look into a mirror, I am surprised at myself. Not just because of the messed up face I now have, but because I've changed. Liam changed me.

Tina has been by my side constantly and brought me food and new clothes the day I woke up. She brought me my favorite sweater, the oversized black one, which I bought years ago in the men's section. It has been cold for days now, the rain never stopping. The weather matched my mood for the past few days as I have been scrunched up on one of the hospital chairs in Liam's room, just waiting for him to wake up.

Yes, I have barely left the hospital. I didn't need to, most of the time. Tina came to visit at least two times a day and Chris did too. They were the ones who brought me food all the time. Maya, Colton and Beck came to visit too, but not as frequently, since they have jobs and not a lot of time.

Tina barely has a scratch, maybe a few light bruises, but mostly, she is fine. But she has got a big bruise on her soul. I know that night is going to haunt her forever, it will haunt me too. I've killed before, yes. But never was it that difficult for me. Rider was a part of my life, not a good one, but he still was. And I had to kill him if I wanted to save the people I love and myself.

Everyone asked what happened, so I came up with a lie, since I am best at doing that. I told them all we got mugged by a gang one night when we were leaving a bar. And they all believed us. I didn't want to get too much information out, mostly because I didn't want to think of it, at all.

As for Andy ... he fled. He ran out of the warehouse the second the first gun shot was fired. No one heard from him, he just left; disappeared. And I like it that way. I would have never thought he was the one who would do such a thing. But then again, I thought I could escape Rider.

I sigh as I am scrunched up on the chair opposite Liam's bed. He is so still, so peaceful looking. The surgery went great, fantastic even. He will be okay, the nurse told me so. We just need for him to wake up. He needs time to regain his strength and he will do that by resting for now.

A sudden light grunt, which caught me off guard, can be heard from Liam. My head snaps up to his bed as he grunts once more. My mouth is agape as I slowly stand up from the bed and walk towards the bed. I wince at the pain shooting through my lower abdomen, but I ignore it.

Liam's eyes open, but close a millisecond later. The sapphire like eyes open once more and I can see the bright light is bothering him.

"Liam?" I whisper his name and come closer.

He slowly turns his head to me and locks eyes with mine. I sit on the edge of the bed next to him as a single tear slips from my eye and down my cheek. I can't help but smile at Liam waking up.

"Darcy?" His voice is hoarse and deep as he says my name in a whisper.

"I am here, Liam." I carefully place my hand on his chest as if to check if his heart really is beating and this isn't a dream. Another happy tear falls as I realize this in fact isn't a dream. It is oh, so real. "I missed you so much." He has a faint bruise around his eye, but it will heal, since that isn't very serious.