His Drug

Chapter 16

I wake up to the sound of two people talking I peep my eye open to see Alaric talking to the very much alive and awake Damien. I jolt up instantly grabbing the attention to both the men. I grab Damien by the shoulder and pull him into a hug "Jesus Christ do you know how stressed I am! I thought you were going to die!" I scold him as he chuckles and rubs my back in comfort. "Well look who is all concerned?" He says poking my side "of course I am I saw you get shot right in front of me!" I say glaring at him "Well I guess I'll leave you both" Alaric says as he makes his way out the door. Alaric's words from last night start flooding my head but I decide to hold off on questioning Damien until he is discharged. I sigh and rub my face in frustration "what's up" Damien asks as he averts his attention towards me. "Oh I don't know you got shot, I had a gun pointed at my head in each corner, and Last night I read an article about how some people are doubting our marriage. So I would say I'm just dandy, you?" I say sarcastically as I rest my head on his leg. Since when did I get all clingy?
"Well calm down I'm alright and your parents visited earlier and they're fixing everything. We'll be flying back to my house back in New York" he says patting my head "Hey where's your ring?" He says changing the subject and grabbing my hand "Well I took it off last night and left it in my jewelry box. It's probably gone because of those sick assholes!" I say getting more frustrated. "You know I really liked that ring and we were finally getting along but NO this has to happen!" I say letting the frustration and tears out. I feel a grip on my chin as Damien pulls my chin up making me look at him through teary eyes "Look it's just a ring and all that matters is that we are okay" Damien says calmly wiping my tear-stained cheeks. I can't help but feel a little bit of the weight on my shoulders has been lifted.

The doctors came and went throughout the day, checking on Damien every couple hours. They had told us that the Bullet had barely missed his lungs and that it was stopped by his rib cage. Damien had got lucky they dislodged the bullet from the rib and it's fine. They had said that Damien would be able to go home in the next day or two, which was a huge relief. Because I was ready to head back home to New York. Thank god my parents had stopped the press from putting out any information about what happened last night. Eventually it would get out there but not until we figure everything out.
Damien and I had spent the next 8hrs watching movies, playing board games, and sleeping. Damien was asleep so I kept myself busy with writing. Writing was one of my favorite hobbies, I love how characters come to life over time and how you can connect with a character on a personal level. I had never published one of my books, but that doesn't mean you cant write them. Right as I'm writing mid sentence I'm stopped by a knock on the door. I walk over to see my mother and father both standing there with take out. I silently step out of the room and shut the door. Instantly I hug the both of them "oh thank god you both are here" I say giving a sigh "You can't stop worrying sweetie it's all under control" my dad says rubbing my back "I know Damien said the same thing, but dad it was awful" I whisper as tears well up in my eyes. My dad gives me concerned look as he pulls me into one of  his world famous bear hugs. "Well we thought you two would be hungry so we brought take out" my mom says laying her hand on my shoulder. "Thanks you can come in just keep it down Damien's asleep" I say letting them in and wiping my tear stained cheeks. "Here sit down" I say moving my stuff "oh no sweetie we just came here to drop the food off where going to be heading out" my mom whispers out as she places the food down "oh okay well goodnight I love you both" I say as they leave. I let Damien sleep another five minutes but I decide to wake him up because he refused to eat any of the hospital food, so in other worlds he barely ate today. I walk over to the side of the bed and gently rub his arm "Damien" I whisper. My heart skips a beat as I see his peaceful face. I'd never seen him look so relaxed to the point where he looked angelic. I gently push the little hairs covering his face and gently caress his cheek. Wait what am I doing?! Before I can move my hand away Damien's eyes flutter open. My heart leaps into my throat and my face goes red and the only words that leave my mouth are....
                           "YOᑌ ᕼᑌᑎGᖇY?"