Chapter 18......,Washed Away
I suppose if I wasn't quite so pissed off I might have found some humour in the pudgy nurse chaining after me with a wheel chair. I however had miss placed my funny bone somewhere and could be bothered. Last night I waited but didn't hear a peep from Vanessa or Mac as to what was going on past Will being arrested. Not a single word. I was left to hang wondering.
The nurse and I were standing in front of the elevators butting heads when an unwanted sight had cross the corner of my vision. As she had promised detective Marshal had returned to be a thorn in my side.Taking the wheelchair from the nurse she motioned for me to sit. "Come on Dee it's hospital policy. She is only trying to do her job.
As I sat in the chair every hair on my arms and neck stood on end you. "I'll take her from here."
Inside the elevator she chirped on about the overcast skies and how glad she was that I hadn't lost the babies. It was a well practiced act but phoney all the same. As we exited the elevator she didn't head towards the entrance where her partner stood but rather to a small seating area to the right. Spinning me around she pulled a chair right in front of me so close our knees were touching.
We sat for a moment as she tried to stare me down. Make me squirm and tell her something she wanted to hear. I nodded towards the entrance, "Your partner, who is he watching out for....Will?"
Clearing her throat she leaned forward placing her hands on her knees. "I don't understand women like you. Pretty.....well educated......independent To pass you on the street a person would think you had your life together. Yet you get around a man like Will and suddenly your accepting what ever shit and abuse they dole out. Allowing him to control every aspect of your life. Lying to those trying to help you saying you tripped and fell. Always forgiving the words designed to tear you down and keep you under their thumbs."
When I didn't answer her she let out a long sigh. "Is it because you love him and he loves you bull crap. That some how you magically think he will change. That this will be the last time because he promised. Or do you subscribe to the theory that it was your fault and he didn't mean to get so mad. Maybe it's because for the next few days Will is going to make you feel like your the only girl in the world."
Still I remained silent and just stared at her. "Dee do you know who I am."
"My head may hurt but my brain works just fine detective Marshal." I dryly replied
"That's not exactly what I mean," she said pinching the bridge of her nose. "I had a sister who too loved Will very much but paid the ultimate price to have his love."
My head snapped up as she now had my full on attention now. "I'll assume someone has told you about what happened back in England. Or at least the version they wanted you to know."
"When Clare fell in love with Will she was young, vibrant and loved life. When he was finished with her she was broken, depressed and falling apart. I couldn't fathom her fear that day Will came at her. They say Mac tried to stop Will but in his rage he knocked him to the ground. The horror of knowing for that split second the love of your life is about to end yours. When they finally found her body at the bottom of the canyon she was hardly recognizable. Her body so badly beaten and torn from bashing on the rocks during the fall."
"She always said she was going to leave him but there was always a reason not to. Somehow no matter how bad things got he would always suck her back in."
I swallowed hard not really knowing what to say. "You may be thinking you love him and you know hes a changed man. That he will never take things that far with you. After all you have his babies your safe. I want you to think about this."
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