Winter's Faith | Ongoing

37 | Broken and bruised

Even if you know what's coming,
You're never prepared for how it feels.
- Natalie Standiford

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*3rd POV*

If Declan had a penny for everytime Allison opened her mouth to complain about something, she'd be here and he'd be on a yacht.

Yes, he was delighted when he heard she had woken up. He couldn't contain himself.

He had witnessed Roman's gleeful face upon reaching the hospital.

But nothing had been right since she had woken up.

Because two days after she woke up, they lost - he lost - an important part of their life.

Faith.

For starters, he couldn't understand why Roman had been so angry with Faith. None of it was her fault.

Second, assuming for even second that she did knew from the start - which Declan doubted because her reactions were genuine whenever they used to share something about Allison, as if she was hearing it for the first time - why should it matter? She had helped them in so many more ways.

Third, why should it matter anyway? Allison was up and fine. Why should they dwell on something that happened a long time ago?

Fourth, he just fucking missed Faith and Miley and Lina. And he was sure that the others did as well.

Fifth, Jake was a jerk to choose Astrid over Faith.

Because from where Declan was standing, this whole thing was going to blow in Jake's face.

Sixth, Declan himself was a jerk to side with Roman, instead of going to Faith.

Declan wasn't blind. He could see the subtle changes in her demeanour from a mile away, and knew she needed them.

Seventh, Roman was the biggest jackass for leaving Faith.

Now it's almost had been two months since Allison had been up, and Declan was sure that Roman hadn't once missed Faith because he was busy with Allison.

Making sure Allison was never alone.

Being with her during her physical therapies, and supporting her till she could walk properly on her own.

Making sure all her demands were met.

But there wasn't anything  Declan couldn't do anything about it. So he kept his silence, and just shared a look with Gabriel every time Allison complained about something.

Yes, a lot had changed over the years and she missed out a lot.

And despite the fact that she had physically grown over the years, she was mentally still the thirteen year old brat, who hadn't matured

And so the brat had almost cried to go see a sunset and Roman had agreed. Dragging them all along to find a skyscraper that gave a good view.

They were walking along the secluded area of the downtown, when suddenly Allison spoke up.

"Hey aren't those girls from the pictures in Declan's cell?"

Almost instantly they all looked up and truely, Faith and Miley were running towards them with Lina slightly behind them.

If they two girls in the front saw them - they ignored their presence as they ran past the group in lightening fast speed.

Lina - bless her soul - slowed down just as she reached them, and started moving her arms. "Don't just stand there. Run!" she screamed, and then, she too, ran past them.