Chapter 14

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I woke up and I had  a terrible headache.  The first thing I saw it was my stepbrother. I looked at both sides and it seemed that I was in a hospital room.

-Nikki, are you okay???? –He came by my side and grabbed my hand.

-I…I’ve got a headache, what happened?

-You fainted when the police came, they took Adam to prison and we still have no news about him, probably the police will come today to ask you some questions. I didn’t call Ed because I guess that he didn’t know a shit about Adam…

-No…I’m sorry…-I started crying and sobbing.- I just wanted to protect you all…and…and…

-Shh is okay my dear, we will talk about this later, don’t worry. I’m going to call the doctor. Don’t cry, please.-He kissed my forehead and I hugged him while I was crying, I couldn’t stop.

The police came and asked me lot of stuff about Adam and I told them everything, with all the details. I felt free, finally. No more pain. No more fear. That afternoon I was released from the hospital and I went to my stepbrother’s place. He already knew what happened with Ed so he didn’t say too much in our way to home. But I just couldn’t stop thinking about it, it was impossible, I was thinking of him every fucking second.

-I need Ed right now. Do you think he hates me?  

-I’m going to be honest. You know that it could be possible he doesn’t want to see you because you’ve fucked his life up, although he doesn’t really know why you did it. I’m not going to judge you nor blame you for what you did, it was your decision and I guess I would have done the same. But you must think that maybe he has found another person or he doesn’t want to know anything about you.

-I know it’s not going to be easy…but I’m going to do my best. I need to be with him.

-I’ll try to help you.

-Thank you.-I looked at him and he smiled. He was by my side, again, supporting me, he has always been there.

When we got home, I worked up the courage to call Ed but he didn’t answer …it was 8pm…where could he be? I decided to leave a message on the answering machine:

-Hi Ed…Nikki here…hmm…I call you because I need to explain something to you, I guess you’re mad at me and probably hate me,  I totally understand it. Please call me even if it’s to tell me you don’t want to see me anymore. Thank you.

I had dinner and a bath but nothing happened. Ed didn’t call me back. I was drying my hair when John knocked on bathroom’s door to tell me that Ed was waiting on the phone. Oh god…I sighed and pick the phone.

-Hi…

-Hey.

-How are you?

-Fine. Nikki get to the point. I don’t want to waste my time.

Damn, he was very upset. Sexy.

-Can we meet tomorrow?? I know I don’t have the right to ask this to you  but I…

-Why?

-I need to explain you everything.

-I’m getting tired of all your shit, to be honest.

-Please Ed, I need to explain it to you. Just give me a chance to explain to you everything. –he sighed and then silence.

-Okay, we can meet  tomorrow after the concert  at 10pm in my hotel room. The Kensington, room 400. I’ll inform Reception.

-Thank you.

When I hung up I told everything to John and also what I was going to tell Ed. I tried to sleep but it wasn’t till 3am when I finally fell asleep. Next morning I had to go to the police station to answer more questions, I was tired about all that shit and I still had to go to the trial. Fine. And the most exciting thing: I had to see Adam’s face again. Cassandra came home so we could have lunch together  and I told her what happened to Adam. She helped me with the clothes I was going to wear to meet Ed that night, simple: shirt, jeans, sneakers and a jacket. When I saw myself in the mirror I still could see the bruise. I grabbed a taxi to go to the hotel and when I got in I said Ed’s surname and name. The elevator was huge. Wow I felt in love with that hotel…

Once I was in front of his hotel door, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. After a few seconds, the door was opened and I could see him, staring at me but without his smile. 

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