New York- Where Dreams are Made

Chapter 178- He's Back

The white screen of my phone finally turning on sparks hope in my chest.

Finally.

I pick up my now charged phone.

My home screen flashes in front of my face.

Hundreds of Twitter and text notifications go off at once.

"You must be popular, Charlotte."

I smile at Jessie.

Something catches my eye.

I missed eight calls from Addie?

I'll call her back.

I promise.

"Are you affamé, Charlotte?"

I push thoughts of food out of my head.

I chuckle nervously.

"A little."

Jessie laughs weakly.

"Me too. I'll be right back."

She stands up.

Hospital food.

My favorite.

I smile as she leaves.

The patter of her shoes slowly gets quieter.

I stare at Marcus.

I want to fucking kill whoever did this.

Holy shit, Charlotte.

I put a hand to my face.

They say he won't wake up for a while.

But he will.

That's what they say every time.

And look how that worked out.

Fucking doctors.

Suddenly, Marcus shoots up.

He screams.

A lot.

I rush to his side and cover his mouth.

I hope we didn't interrupt someone's sentimental moment.

His eyes are bulging and his mouth is twisted into something I can't comprehend.

"CHARLOTTE!"

He yells jumbled words.

I poke my head out the door and call a nurse.

They probably already heard him.

I run back to his side.

"CHARLOTTE WE HAVE TO LEAVE FRANCE HES BACK!"

I shake my head.

"Who's back Marcus?"

He jerks his head in all directions.

His shoulders tense up.

"WE THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD! HES BACK CHARLOTTE WE HAVE TO GO!"

He grips my arm tightly.

I clench my teeth.

Marcus always was the physically stronger of us.

"CHARLOTTE YOU HAVE TO RUN!"

Nurses rush in.

"Why?"

I try my best to be calm.

I have to understand.

"Who's back Marcus?"

Nurses push him down to keep him restrained, but he pushes them away.

He shrieks at them.

"Who, Marcus?!"

He looks at me with scared and cloudy doe eyes.

"Dad."