Married to Three (bxb)

Chapter 44 - Healing

It had been three weeks since I had woken up from coma. I was told that I was in coma for 6 weeks. So it had been nine weeks since I got hospitalized. So much time lost even if I excluded the one month I spent in captivity, I sighed.

I had multiple broken ribs. My lungs were punctured and I had also suffered internal bleeding thereby leading to surgeries to close the internal wounds. There was swelling in my brain which was responsible for the coma . All my fingers were broken all thanks to Gandy. My right leg was fractured. There were almost zero chances of my survival when I was brought here but miracles happen and I survived.

My fractures were almost healed but my bones were still very stiff. I had difficulty with doing things with my hands, my fingers were rigid and did not bend easily. I still felt pain while breathing but the doctors said that it will take some time until my full recovery. The swelling in my brain had gone away which was the most life threatening issue. The wounds and bruises on my body had healed and the marks remained. They would fade with time as per the doctors. I had been to physiotherapy since last week to help with the movement of limbs including my fingers and leg. Mr. Sharkey had hired the best physiotherapist for me.

During my stay at the hospital while I had been awake , I came to know about various things. I was rescued by the Sharkeys so it meant that they did not give up on me all that time while I was captivated. I was a bit relieved to know that , if I was being honest that they still had some faith in me. I also came to know about the whole plotting and scheming done by the Michael-Paul duo to get hold of the shares. They along with the others involved were arrested. The board had seized the 30 percent shares held by the Koevs and the Power of Attorney was transferred to Mr. Sharkey.

My parents had been here since the day I was rescued. The Sharkey's had not informed them about anything while I was kidnapped, trying to sort out things as inconspicuously as they could but when they thought I was on the verge of dying or almost dead, they had to call my parents. They could not keep away the parents from seeing their only child last time as he took his final breath.

Mom and Dad had been really angry with the Sharkeys especially at Mr. Sharkey because he was the one who took my responsibility and also promised to take care of me as his own son. They were enraged when they heard about what their precious son had gone through at the hands of the triplets excluding Pat of course. My kidnapping was also attributed to the Sharkeys' fault and I don't second that because it was their fault that I became a pawn in Michael's plot and was thrown out in the middle of the night after getting physically abused and beaten by my own husband.

Everyone visited me at the hospital stating how happy they were seeing me alive and breathing. My mom had sort of made a permanent stay at the hospital with me, leaving only to do the normal routines. Dad came and went on daily basis. Even Tom and Mr. Smith my boss or rather ex boss had visited me giving me their best wishes and bringing flowers for me.

My boss, Mr. Smith had apologized to me stating that it was at his company that someone tricked me to believe that he was their employee. It was not his fault, I was the one who blindly trusted everyone and fell prey to their schemes. Mr. Smith had offered me to continue working at his firm if I wished to do so after I had healed completely. I had thanked him for his gesture.

Then there were the Sharkeys; Pat, Adrian, David and Mr. Sharkey who were my constant visitors. I was told by my mom that Pat had thrown a fit to stay forever beside me, he was the one who did not leave my side while I was in coma. Mr. Sharkey had apologised to me multiple times condemning the behaviour of his other two sons. David and Adrian had apologized as well. They had never ending guilt in their eyes whenever they came to see me.

The thing was that I had succumbed to silence since the day I had woken up. Apart from answering doctor's questions while he did the routine check up about how was I feeling and about the pains I had been feeling , any memory loss, I did not speak to anyone except for Tom and Mr. Smith which included just nods or single words.

I just laid there in silence while people talked to me. I did not have it in me to speak or acknowledge anyone's presence. Though my physical wounds were healing I did not know about my emotional ones. Mom and dad had desperately tried to make me talk to them, pleading to me but I was as stoic as I could ever get. They had been sorry and cursed the day when they bargained and shipped away their precious son. To someone on the outside it would have felt like their words were falling on deaf ears. That was not the truth though. I had been listening to them, maybe healing my soul bit by bit which was rather a slow process and I thought it would take a long time till my soul would heal in case if it heals.

The Sharkeys were the more patient ones. Every single day all four of them apologized to me even though I knew Mr. Sharkey and Pat were not at fault at all. They never asked me to talk to them but had expressed their wish to hear my voice again. Pat made his love confession every single day and I gazed out of the window on my left side whenever he did that. At times when I glanced at his direction, I saw him bearing pained expression which he masked right away. He brought me a bouquet of purple hyacinths daily and kept them on the table near the hospital bed. He had told me once that purple hyacinth symbolizes forgiveness and a second chance. It was cheesy and so much like Pat but I never reacted to this.

Adrian was a total different story now. He still looked like the vampire he was, with his deep husky voice. He had opened a lot to me telling about his insecurities due to the thing with Michael and why he had done what he did to me. He had sat beside me one day and told me all about Michael and his relationship and how everything came to my abduction and rescue. I had absorbed his words staring at nothing lying in the bed. He had apologized profoundly and then kissed my forehead gently before leaving. He came daily to meet me just like the others and brought me a single white rose daily with a small note attached to it. He always smiled at me when he gave it to me but I never took the flower from him so he just kept it on the table near the purple hyacinths brought by Pat daily. He always left with a kiss to my forehead. I had read the notes sometimes when no one was around and some of those said; 'I am sorry', some said 'I will always be there for you', some said 'You are pure and innocent, forgive this tainted soul'.

If the circumstances had been different I would have been over the moon but now, now I was numb. Adrian Sharkey was opening up to me , being honest and truthful but my stone heart did not get the butterfly flutters anymore. I also wondered if the two brothers had copied each other or who had come up with the idea of bringing those flowers every single day.

David visited me after Adrian while Pat was the first one to visit. It was like a routine they had been following; Pat, then Adrian and then David. He unlike others did not bring me anything but he too had been apologising every single day. He did not kiss me but stroked my hair or eyebrows gently whenever he talked. He also told me about his everyday activities as if I was interested in those. Sometimes he brought some books with short stories and read them to me even when I did not ask him to. Like with everyone else, my expression remained cold with him.

My Gummy bears died the day I was rescued and I felt a part of me missing at their loss. I no longer felt any emotion ; not hatred not revenge, nothing. I was devoid of sadness as well as happiness.

It was a long road ahead when my Gummy bears would be reborn in case they would.

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