Roman And Emery Season 2

Invasion Part 3

*The Next Day*

"Roman" I heard as I leisurely walked down the hospital halls. I looked up and saw Drake running at me with this vicious accountanance.  It reminded me of the brawls we got into when we were young. Back when we couldn't control our anger and our mischievous nature.

"Hey- OW!" I exclaimed as I felt a hand come smacking down on the back of my head once Drake approached me.

"Idiot!"

"What was that for?"

"For not being by your girlfriend's side," Drake responded losing some of his melicious look.

"I was-"

"If you say you we're dealing with the Atrian with Gloria, I will also you again."

"I was..." I responded before a sharp pain was felt in my head again and I registered it was Drake's hand. "OWWW!"

"I warned you..." He said, looking innocent, as I just glared back at him. Suddenly his face went serious and I knew what he was gonna say.

"Please. Don't ask. If you truly know me, you wouldn't have to ask..."

"I know, but you need to be able to say it." He told me, dropping his tough guy facade and looking empathetic. "You girlfriend is in there wondering where you have been!"

"I know. I know..."

"Now go," Drake ordered. I walked away from him, the guilt weighing down my heart, as if someone was pulling it down with chains. I shuffled down the hallway as slow as I could, but it never felt slow enough. As quick as the milliseconds on a stopwatch, I was at her door.

I stood there, staring at the door. Room 150 burning through me and into my soul. The longer I stood there, the harder it became to move.

Suddenly the door moved and Taylor was standing there.

"Roman!" She surprisingly exclaimed. "You're here!"

"Roman?" I heard a small voice, almost a whisper, coming from inside the room.

I looked away from Taylor to the source of the voice. It was Emery, laying on the bed, so still it was as if she were paralized. I slowly swept over her weak body with my weary eyes. From her bloody gauze around her waist to her arm cast to her pale, bruised face. My heart shattered at the sight. Her sunken eyes caught mine and I was terrified she could see right through my mask and into my tainted soul.

"Well, I was just leaving..." Taylor said, catching my attention back to hernd I watched her walk out.

"Hey..." she called into the empty silence of the room and I hesitantly shuffled in, my feet as heavy as my heart.

"Hello," I said, not willing to meet her tired face again.

"I' m sorry..." she whispered. I looked up quickly, ignoring my brain's protest to the sudden movement.

"Sorry?" I questioned, looking genuinely confused as I looked up at her.

"I know sorry isn't enough, so, if you wanna leave, you can?" She responded heartsick, this time it was her that avoided eye contact.

"Leave?" I was even more confused. What was she talking about? What happened that I didn't know about to make her need to apologize? And why would she want me to leave? Leave where? The hospital? The town?

"Yes, leave,"

"Leave where?"

"This. Us."

"Us?"

"Don't make me say it. You know what I mean..."

"No, I honestly don't. Why are you apologizing, when I'm the one who needs to?"

"Because I'm too weak!"

"Weak? Why would you think that?"

"It's what you've been thinking. It's why youve barely looked at me since you found me and why you waited a whole day to see me."

"What?! That's not true!"

"Then why?"

"..."

"Ex-"

"Guilt!!"

"Guilt? Of what?"

"What do you think?"

"The kidnapping?" She asked, but it was less a question and more of a statement. "That wasn't your fault."

"I promised to protect you... and I failed..."

"Come here," she said and I looked up to see her holding her hand out for mine. Hesitantly my feet walked over to reach her and interlock our hands, as if a habit. "You were surprised at the door."

But still... I was supposed to protect you.."

"Hey, look at me," she said and I took another look over her bruised, broken and bloody body. "I'm here. You saved me. You protected me."

"But-"

"No more buts, just be here with me, and forgive yourself, because I do." She said and I sat down in the chair next to her bed. I was happy now. She was safe and didn't resent me. All was good. It was over. Now we can spend forever together.

Hey guys. I know this may seem like an ending, but it's not, I promise. I have 3 more chapters planned.