Midnight Memories.

Chapter 21

Sophie's POV.

I stared with great interest at my fingers as I played with them, finding it very hard at the moment to stare at James. I was still in my hospital gown, sitting on the bed, resting my head on the back of it.

I took a deep breath, and started talking, " I met this guy a month after you left, his father was sick and I had done a surgery on him, I knew it was wrong to get attached with a patient's relative, but I couldn't help it, the Jason I knew then wasn't the same as now, he was nice, considerate, I don't know if I really fell in love with him, as his image is ruined in my head right now, but I think I fell hard, I waited for his father's appointment every month to see him, and he finally asked me out." I said wiping the single tear that slipped on my face as I was talking.

"Sophie, you don't have to do th-" James was saying putting his hand on my cheek, but I shook my head.

"I have to, you don't know how much I need this." I said knowing I won't be able to get closure with this if I don't tell James.

My friends were right when they said I have to tell him.

He's my remedy to this.

"We dated for a few months, until August came, and it bought with it utter destruction to our relationship. Jason's father developed another tumor, and he scheduled a surgery with me, I told Jason it's okay if he wants another doctor to perform the surgery, but he insisted that I was the best, and I started the surgery on his father, everything was going alright, the tumor was nearly dissected, and I was nearly done, when it happened. He suffered a heart attack on my table and didn't make it, I didn't know what to tell Jason, it was easily the worst day of my life, the look of hatred that flashed through his eyes as I told him, I saw it very clearly that day, but stupidly decided to ignore it, I explained what he suffered, and told him whatever he needs, I will be there, he seemed alright then. I attended the funeral with him, his father was truly kind, and I felt sad that we lost such a sweet soul, but it all went downhill after that, Jason became distant, weird, he started being aggressive, he would push me around and I would ignore it because he's hurting, and I-I didn't want to hurt him more, he was hurting enough, I just took it and stayed silent, until the punches and the slaps started, Lily had started to notice then that something was different, she noticed the excess make up I put to hide the bruises, and one day, she asked me about it, I couldn't say anything, I just broke down and we cried together all night, but she told me I had to break it up, or she would tell Andrew, and I knew that wouldn't end well, after all, Andrew and Uncle Dylan are lawyers, Jason would probably spend the rest of his life in jail because of what he did, and I couldn't blame him them, because he couldn't find anybody to blame, he was just blowing off some steam. I decided to listen to Lily, and I invited him over to my apartment, I talked in the sweetest way possible, although he was abusing me, and I told him I couldn't do this anymore, he started shouting and I got riled up and shouted too, saying that his father's death was fate and he would just have to accept it like a man instead this coward way of his, and this was it, this was what set him off, his eyes turned fire red, and he stared at me with so much hatred I thought I would die, and I don't remember clearly what happened next, but I remember the searing pain I felt in my abdomen, and I looked down to see a knife lodged in there." I stopped to take a few breaths, because I was sobbing at this point, and continued. "Just then my bell rang, and he panicked, he said he would come back for  me, and ran for the back door, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't talk, I couldn't do anything to save myself, and I felt completely helpless, I hoped whoever was ringing the bell would just open the door and see me laying there in a pool of my blood, it was just a few seconds, but for me it seemed like hours in excruciating pain, when Andrew and Lily came through the door, and the rest was hazy because I was going in and out of consciousness,  but I remember Lily's cries as she called the ambulance, and Andrew's frantic trying to stop the bleeding, there was a minute of peace actually in the middle of all of this, a moment when I was slipping into darkness, the pain went numb, and I went cold, I felt very free then, but the minute was gone as soon as it came, and I went into surgery exactly two months before you came back. That's where I got my scar." I finished with a shaking voice, and so many tears for this untold story, but I felt relief wash over me.