Part 35

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Anna's P.O.V

It took me a hard time to get up and walk on my crutches and make my way into the kitchen. I constantly listened and looked around if Anthony was there, instantly felt again like I'm doing him bad. I managed somehow to lean my crutches against the counter and then kneel down. God what was I doing here, searching in the bin for that damn paper. To be honest I was really nervous, I knew Anthony was a quick shower person so he would show up any minute, especially after all the incidents he's literally running. I couldn't find it, about to give up when I saw it. I quickly grab it and stuffed it into my pocket, just in time I made it back to the couch and Anthony rushed down the steps. "See, it didn't take me too long!" he said, out of breath. I giggled "Anthony, you really need to slow down, I'm fine!" I said. He kissed my forehead now and reached out for my hand "Shall we take a nap, hm?" he asked me with his soothing voice. I nodded "Yeah, I just have to pee before!" I said, that was a lie though, my purpose was to read that paper. "Of course!" he said, lifting me up again bridal style carrying me upstairs, he helped me into the bathroom, even sat me down on the toilet. "I'll wait outside, or do you want me to keep you company?" he asked, I laughed "I can pee by myself thanks Anthony!" I said, as he gave me a smile and went out. I felt so bad to have this paper now and I really didn't know if I should read it or not. I decided to read it though, and my jaw dropped reading through the lines, my heart raced like hell and then it occurred to me, that the flowers in the hospital were from John, means he was there this morning and Anthony lied to me. It made me angry, not because he kept it a secret that John was there but because he lied to me saying the flowers were from Flea. I understand Anthony trying as hard as he could to protect me and after all that happened I can't blame him, but the lying made me mad. "Babe, is everything alright in there?" he asked, invading my thoughts. I quickly put the note back into my pocket and told him he can come in. As he helped me with everything I thought to myself how I even could be mad at him, since we're leaving for Hawaii tomorrow. He was so caring and gentle as he laid me down on his bed, himself next to me now. Holding me in a tight embrace with his strong arms "Sleep tight my love" he whispered, kissing my temple as he slowly nod off. I couldn't sleep, all I could think was the note and that I wanted to call John. How could I leave for Hawaii, when I didn't knew where John is, if he's alright? Or even still in LA? My mind was a mess. It took me a hard time to finally sleep.

Dream scene
I was standing in the kitchen of Anthony, wearing my sundress from the night with John. When Anthony appeared behind me, his arms around my waist stroking my belly. "You'll be such a beautiful mommy my girl" Me smiling, looking over my shoulder to him, as he kissed my cheek. When the door bell rang, Anthony walking over to the door as I just heard him saying "Oh my god that's just not possible!" I was worried, walking out as well now to check up on him, he saw me and looked shattered. "What happened Anthony? Flea?" I asked my voice shaky. "It's about John!" Anthony whispered. "What ...What happened to him?" i asked. "He's gone!" Flea said, his eyes teary.

"Noooooo" I yelled really now, Anthony holding me again. "Shhh sweetheart, it's okay I'm here, it was just a dream!" he said, holding me tight in his arms as I bursted out in tears, my whole body shaking and trembling. It took him a hard time to sooth me down, I clasped myself into his embrace as he was rocking me back and forth, like a mother her baby. He constantly kissed my head and patted it softly. When I felt like I have calmed down a bit, he asked me "Want to talk about it babe?"
What should I say? Should I ask him about the note of John? And why he hid it from me? Or should I just not talk with Anthony about it and try to contact myself John? He sensed that I wasn't ready to talk "It's okay if you're not ready to talk about it babe! Just say what I can do for you and I'll do it. I sighed "Just hold me Anthony!" I whispered. "If that's what makes my baby happy, I won't let you go!" he said, squeezing me tighter, I could smell his freshly showered skin as I buried my head in his chest, this comforted me.

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