Not All Heroes Sing (Tony Perry Love Story)

*Chapter 73*

[Tony's POV]

These past few weeks, we've been visiting Avie at the hospital. She doesn't seem terrified, but she doesn't seem at ease about it.

She saids nobody has abused her, except a patient who she was sitting next to who went into hysterics during lunch and hit anyone surrounding him.

Her roommate is okay, just really quiet and not a very social person. Supposedly, her roommate, Joselyn, has severe social anxiety.

Aside form that, she's basically safe here, especially with the nurse taking care of her.

Alex came with us in one of the visits and Avie wouldn't stop apologizing to him over him getting a panic attack. He forgave her, and visits whenever he came.

Fans are wishing the best for Avery and hoping she's okay. They know what happened and are even hunting down Monica

I've also been trying to control my anger, since I was still angry about Monica doing this.

I swear, Im blowing up shit if I ever see her.

Right now, I was visiting again.

We check in and are escorted to the lounge room, where the patients basically relax and just watch television or play board games.

I spotted Avie watching television with some other two patients.

I walked up from behind and covered her eyes carefully.

"Oh god," she muttered as she tensed.

"Dont be scared," i smiled. "Its just a talking turtle who loves Star Wars."

She held to my hands, then turned around.

"My gosh, you scared me," she said, getting up and hugging me.

"How are you doing?" i asked.

"Okay, i guess. This place still gets me on edge," she said, rubbing her arms.

I kiss her forehead and hugged her. "I know, but you're still safe, right?"

"Yes, i am. My nurse, Melinda, is nice. She's a good woman. And Joselyn is still quiet and stuck in books. It'd be nice to talk to her, but I rather not make her," she said.

I nodded.

"You're still not angry, are you?" she asked.

"At you, never. At Monica, lets just say i got some wall at home i got to fix," i said, holding up a bandaged hand.

Punching walls... Not fun...

"Tony!" she exclaimed, holding my hand gently.

"I'm fine, Avie," i said. "Look, I will make sure Monica never comes near you once your out of here."

"Melinda saids if i continue with good behavior and going to sessions, I'll be out of here in 4 weeks or even less," she said.

"That's good," i said. "Just promise me you'll be trying your hardest in recovery."

"I'm giving it my all," she said.

"Visiting hours over in 3 minutes!" a nurse called.

"Listen, i don't think I'll be able to visit tomorrow, since they called a meeting at the studio tomorrow. Will you be okay??" i said.

"I'll miss you too much, that's my only problem," she said.

I kiss her long and hard before they announced visitors to leave.

"I love you," i said.

"I love you, too. Bye," she said as I left.

I was escorted out of the building and was making it to my car before an annoying way too familiar voice screamed from not far away.

"OHH TOOONYYYY!!!!" she shouted.

I looked and i swear i felt my blood boiling once I saw her smirking by her car.

"Monica," i sneered.

[Avie's POV]

I was upset that Tony won't be visiting tomorrow, but I'm sure I'll be okay.

I'll just be missing him a lot.

"Avie, its dinner time. Come on," Melinda said.

I worry about Melinda. At the age of 75, she should be retiring. She already looks tired and I think lately she's getting sick. I'm surprised she walks pretty quick for an old woman.

She reminds me a lot of my Grandmother Hannah. She died of cancer when I was 9 years old, and took care of me and Blake when we were little kids, but we didn't always see her, since she lived far from where we lived. 

"Melinda, are you alright?" i asked.

"Oh, yes, I'm alright, dear. Just tired.

"You should rest, then. I can ask another nurse to escort," I said as we exited the lounge room.

"Oh no, I'll be alright. And you don't need to be escorted. You behave well, Avery. I just escort and watch over you because you remind me so much of my granddaughter. I lost her from suicide years ago," she said.

"Oh. I'm so sorry," i said as we walked.

"Yes, but the good lord is watching her," she said, smiling as she looked at the sky out of a window.

"That's a good thought. I don't really have much beliefs, but I do know she's in a better place," i said.

"That is true," Melinda smiled. "Tell you what. Why not join me for dinner before i head home tonight?Then I'll walk you to your room."

I smiled and nodded. "I'd love to."

We continued walking and just talking.

She's a really cool woman. I am glad she is my nurse. The other nurses are alright, but they don't really socialize with the patients much. Only once in a while, and they just do their work mostly.

I still worry for Melinda's health, though. I hope she's telling the truth when she saids she's alright.