Risen.

Chapter 7

DANIEL's POV

Unfortunately, there is no manual for talking to the girl who you raped and hit so I stand there awkwardly in the middle of the room staring at this dark haired beauty I owe my life.

She's lying facing the wall and there is another girl in the room, holding a child who I presume is asleep. Although, I can tell they are both aware of my presence, they don't acknowledge it.

"I sorry", I say my voice cracking with sincerity and unshed tears. She doesn't turn and neither does her friend in the room. Unsure as to whether she hears me, I walk closer to the bed and I am about to repeat my apology when she does something quite unexpected.

She makes an blood curdling noise you would call a scream.

With all her might, she sits upright and screams so loud. And it is then that all hell breaks loose. Her friend rushes to her side, concern etched on her face as she implores the reason for this sudden outburst. My guards, the doctors, Devon, and half the nurses. The baby also joins in this chaos, not wanting to be left out.

But she doesn't stop screaming.

Even when I am lead out of the room, she doesn't stop.

Even as I walk down the hallway, flanked by guards, she still screams.

Even as I walk out the front door into a flood of reporters, I still hear her.

And as I lay in bed that night, her screams are imprinted into my brain.

And as I wallow in sorrow through bottles of tequila, I shudder at the fact I just became acquainted with.

I've created a monster.

One worse than myself.

And I have no clue how to fix it.

Eva's POV.

He moves closer to me and I just can't deal with this anymore.

I start screaming. And once I start, it's like I can't stop.

My brain loses focus on all my other sense except how to scream. Everything and everyone goes fuzzy. I want stop screaming but I don't know how because this feeling of being free is exotic and I want to hold on to it for as long as I can. But I can't seem to do that either because for the second time in twenty four hours, I slip out of consciousness.

When I wake up, my head aches and my throat is so dry.
I look around and notice I am in a different room and, boy, is it classy. A huge television hangs over an electric fire place. There is a cream coloured rug in the middle of the room and an elegant coffee table holding exquisite designs sits on the rug. The only thing that confirms I am still in a hospital is the IV attached to my hand and the continuous beat of the heart monitor. I sit up in bed and try to look for anyone because I suddenly feel this overwhelming urge to pee but the room is empty and the door is closed. I'm about to lose all hope and go back to sleep when I noticed a call button beside my bed. Eagerly, I push it and then a nurse rushes in with Alissa and Julie right behind her.

"Oh, thank Goodness, thank goodness", Alissa continues to say as the nurse rounds my bed and looks at me with eager eyes.

"Good day Miss White. How are you feeling? Does anywhere ache? Should I call the doctor or would you like some water?"

Alissa grips my hand as I try to recall the continuous string of questions I had been asked.

On seeing my confusion, she reaches for a glass of water by my bedside and helps me steady my shaking hands as I bring the glass to my lips.

"Where am I?" I ask Alissa.

Squeezing my hand with tears in her eyes, she whispers something and I barely manage to hear the words "Somewhere safe."

I nod and reach out my hands, craving to be close to my daughter.

When she settles in my arms, Alissa clutches my hand so tight it hurts, but I lay my head back and listen to the steady beep of the heart machine alongside the most important people in my life. But, although we are here together, we are individually fighting our own demons. And I hope to God we'll win.

AN
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