The Forgotten

The Forgotten (20)

I'm not really feeling this chapter but ahh well. Here you go!

I was released from hospital two days later. Jason came to pick me up and then took me to lunch. “The bruises are going down nicely.” He commented smiling but I could see the anger in his eyes as he remembered who caused them. “What’s the verdict?” I asked quickly. “He’s spending enough time in there to get arse raped a lot.” He replied grinning.

I couldn’t help but grin as well. That’s what I call karma arsehole. “How is it going with you and your girlfriend? I just realised you didn’t even tell me her name.” I asked. “It’s Jackie and she’s good. She’s gonna meet us in a bit; I hope you don’t mind.” He replied. “I was wondering why we’re sat at a table of four.” I mused.

Jackie walked in and my brother’s face lit up. Shit he is whipped. I’m gonna bully him so much now. She walked over to us and kissed my brother on the cheek and smiled warmly at me. “What to eat? I thought aloud trying to cover my rising discomfort about being the third wheel.

“They all look so good don’t they?” A voice commented from my side. I smiled but didn’t look up from my menu. “Why am I not surprised that you’re here?” I asked. “What can I say? I couldn’t stay away from you any longer.” He replied as he sat down next to me. I hugged him and relished the feel of his arms around me. “I missed you.” He whispered before letting me go.

I ordered the chicken and green chilli calzone which was like sex on a plate, excuse the bad pun. I couldn’t help rolling my eyes in pleasure as I took my first bite. It was a good lunch and I got to know Jackie really well. She looked completely in love with my brother and I couldn’t help but grin at how cute they looked together.

When Marcus and I walked back to the hotel, I felt a sense of calm that I hadn’t felt all of the time that I’d been in America. It was probably because I wasn’t letting Stefan rule my life. I was a big hypocrite; I had told Marcus to forgive but I hadn’t forgiven anyone.

A wise woman once said that if someone hurts you, you need to forgive them, not for them but for you otherwise they’ll have a hold on you forever. Within those two days in hospital, I spent time thinking about my life. I was so ungrateful to the people around me that it made me sick and all because of the hate I was harbouring for Stefan.

I let it go. After a year of suffering; I finally let it go and forgave him. I’m not saying that I will ever forget what he did to me but I can’t let Marcus, or anyone else around me, suffer because of what he did.

I prayed to God because I knew that I needed His help if I was ever going to get over it. I prayed for forgiveness because I had believed He hated me and wanted me to suffer and that’s why He wanted me to stay on earth but I was wrong. He had plans for me and from that experience I would grow.

After that, I felt like nothing could break me so this morning I woke up with a smile on my face. I was ready for the day; ready to show Marcus exactly how much he meant to me. It had only been two weeks since I met him but it felt longer. He’d melted the ice around my heart and made a permanent spot for himself there.

I smiled at him as we walked into the hotel, happy to be back with him after the lonely two days of recovery I had. We approached the lift and I felt a figure barrel into me. I looked down and saw Lia squeezing me with all of her might.

I wrapped my arms around her tiny frame. “I’m fine Lia.” I said softly knowing that she’d been worrying about me. She looked at me and I could see tears in her blue eyes. “Don’t do that to us ever again!” She growled at me. She reminded me of a parent at that moment and I had to bite back a smile.

“We were worried sick. You shouldn’t have lied to us.” Hayley supplied and I hugged her next. “You would have persuaded me not to comfort Melissa and who knows what kind of trouble she would have gotten into.” I replied. “Hey Stranger, you’ve caused a whole lot of mess. Marcus has been so irritating constantly worrying about you in the hospital and whining about how he can’t contact you.” Cory commented pulling me into a side hug.

“You really missed me huh?” I teased grinning at him and he grumbled. We all laughed and I hugged him tightly. “I’m happy that you did.” I told him sincerely. “I’m kinda tired so I’m gonna go bed now guys.” I told them before taking the lift up to our room with Marcus.

He lifted up his hand and gently stroked my cheek. Hurt started to emanate his features so I pushed him down onto his bed and straddled him. I leant down and kissed him softly before pulling back and smiling. “They’re just bruises and they’ll go.” I told him and he opened his mouth to argue but I silenced him with another kiss.

“Thank you so much Marcus.” I told him sincerely, tears filling my eyes. He sat up and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Why are you thanking me?” He asked. “You came for me. I thought that I would be alone again but you came to save me. I can’t tell you how grateful I am.” I explained. “I broke my promise though.”

“You stopped my worst nightmare from happening again and that’s the most important thing.” I insisted before yawning. “You really are tired aren’t you?” He commented. I walked over to my bed and settled in under the sheets. “Stay with me please.” I whispered to Marcus and I felt the bed dip as he sat down next to me. “Always.” He whispered before I fell asleep.

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