Yasmine's Pov
My eyelids shot up to see a baby blue ceiling looking down on me with small red hibiscus's spotted in each corner. I can feel something shot through my head, a buzzing feeling which made me confused to where I am.
What's happening to me?
Suddenly I was in a hospital room with chemicals flying to my nostrils and now nothing?
I can hear murmuring around me so I popped my head up and my eyes widen slightly. My heart is pounding rapidly but my breathing is normal, my body is too in shock to move.
Everyone is looking at me. My eyes move from Paige with her arms clutching to Rase, to Kane, Arron, Cameron and -
Him
Something comforting rubs against my leg. I look down to see dad smiling softly at me. I immediately returned a beamed smile and sat up quickly and hugged my arms around his neck with my dear life. His arms wrapped proactively around me, snuggling his face into my hair.
After some time I felt him try to pry his hands off but I tighten my hold, begging not to let go. I don't want to face them again, it hurts to see them. I did nothing and they left me.
Dad turned with me in his arms "Do you guys mind giving us a minute?"
The sound of 'pitter-patter' fades out until dad sighs "You too Damien".
I tense when he said his name. Dad must've felt my uneasiness when he tried to sooth me by rubbing his hand in circles on my back. Hearing a long sigh I hear footsteps fade away till the door closes, leaving the two of us.
"I missed you dad". My voice was muffled, I could barely hear myself with me breathing in and out so hard.
"Shhh it's okay. I'm here," he says into my hair "I'm sorry you had to go through this".
I removed my head as I could feel my cheeks becoming wet, causing an uncomfortable feeling against my dad's rough stubble. "I don't understand what I've don't to deserve this. I don't know whether it was actually aimed at me or I just got in the way". Now that I'm adjusting to my surroundings I see...I'm back home?
"Dad? Why am I home? When did I got discharged? What happened to me? Where's Logan? Is he fine? Why - " my curiosity was cut short when a large hand fell on my mouth, sealing my lips closed.
"There's no doubt you're like your mother, she never stops talking when she want the answers" he chuckles "well I'll answer those questions some time but not now, you need proper rest. You've just woken up from a HECK of blood loss, and yes Logan is fine, I put him to bed ages ago. And that's all I'm telling you". He kisses the top of my head and pushed my shoulder till my back hits flat on the bed and pulls the blanket up. I turn my head to see pecks of moonlight shining through my curtains and on the other side...a machine?
Before I could ask dad puts his hand up, motioning me to stop. I sigh and looked around my room being hella bored, my eyes land on my study table. It's loaded from top to bottom with bags, covering the surface too. My insides are already jumping around once I see a shoe boxes in various bags. "Um...dad?" I hear him hummed in response while I tried to suppressed a grin off my face "What are all those?"
He turns around and sees my heavenly sight. "Uh they...uh those over there, um they're from someone you haven't met yet but is dying to see you".
I arched my eyebrow at my dad's sudden nervousness. "Who's 'they'?"
Dad looked hesitated but answers "She is a friend of Caden".
My mood had boosted though the roof and my body went up straight way too fast. I was about to climb off the bed but something tucked on my legs making me wince. Dad came to my side and pushed my legs back into the bed, scowling me. "You can't move your damn legs, Yasmine! They need to heal in order for you to walk again, until then you're on bed rest".

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