Trapped

Chapter 20

Justin's pov
I was got out of my car and grabbed the roses that I bought for Ariana. I walked in the hospital. "Can I visit Ariana?" I asked to the lady in the reception. "Yes sure, just walk to room number 143." "Thank you ma'am." She smiled. "Are those for her?" She looked at the roses. "Oh.. yeah they are." I looked at the roses. Wasn't it a bit too much? I asked myself. "Well she must be really lucky with such a gentleman." I smiled and walked to the room. I quietly opened the door and saw her laying on the clean white bed. "I brought you some roses, your favorite." I saw a vase with ugly dead flowers and replaced them with my roses. I grabbed her hand. "I miss you Ariana. I miss you really much and this should've never happened." I gave a little squeeze in her hand and looked at it. I saw her finger moving a bit, as if she was trying to squeeze back. I smiled. I leaned towards her and gave a kiss on her forehead. Her fingers moved again and I looked at them. "Please wake up soon." I was sitting there for a few more minutes staring at her fingers, hoping she moves them again. "Great she's doing well again now." A nurse said while walking in. I looked strange at her. "What do you mean? She wasn't well before?" The nurse sighed. "Well, earlier this morning, a plug was pulled out. Which is really strange, because that has never happened before. It's like somebody pulled it out." We were both quiet for a while, thinking. "But, not to be the annoying nurse.. but the visiting hour is almost over so.." "I'll go in a few minutes." She nodded and walked out of the room. I waited a few moments so I knew the nurse was away. Then after I prayed I stood up and walked towards the door. I looked one more time in the room. I looked at ariana and then I looked at the ground 'cause I saw something. It was a little paper folded up. I grabbed it and looked what was standing on the paper. "Noodles." Was the only thing that was on it. I turned the paper around and saw a little moon that was drawn on it. "Moonlight" I mumbled. I decided to take the paper with me and go home to find out why it was there. Maybe it had something to do with the incident that happened earlier. I walked out of the room and turned around after closing the door. I looked into the waiting room. There was this guy sitting all on his own with a big black jacket. I couldn't see his face but still he looked similar. He stood up and turned towards me. I looked at his face and got instantly mad when I noticed it was Ricky. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "I can ask you the same. I'm obviously here for my girlfriend." "She ain't your girlfriend anymore. You brought her here. YOU are the reason why she's in coma. You better f*ck off right now and never come near her again." I balded my hands and tried to hold myself in. "Or else?" "Or else I'll go to the police and report you for abusing your OWN WIFE, and stalking her." He opened his mouth but just walked away pissed off. I waited a few more minutes to make sure he was gone and then got in my car and drove home.