Rescuing Atticus

Recovering

Song: Train wreck – James Author

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I feel someone picking me up. I am being carried off. I want to wake up but that is not happening. My body shivers. I feel him next to me and I hear echoes...voices all around me I just can't make out what anyone is saying. Have I died...I'm not ready to leave just yet.

My body fights off its demons. I am in a cold sweat and then everything around me feels calm again. I fight in my restless state of mind. I think of Sara...is she alright? After beating the shit out of me, I wonder if he went home and confronted her. I see visions of her in the distance and he is keeping her farther away from me. I know he hates that I am with her...but I really do care for her. I just can't give up my life here.

Hours later I wake up in some room. The lighting is rather dim but the sun light from the window gives just enough light it the room. There is a guy above me placing a warm compress on my head. My eyes burn so I close them back. When I open them again he sees me looking at him and he smiles back. The guy is pretty old, wrinkles define his age and his glasses lay loosely on the edge of his nose. "Good afternoon there...he will be pleased to know you are awake." His voice is calming but has a rough layer to it with a gargling type sound.

"Who are you?" I try to get out. My lips are dry...my throat feels raw. I'm not sure where I am at first but my eyes wonder around the room and it all looks so familiar now; I am back in my room.

He hands me a glass of water with a straw. "Here this will help; I'm doctor Wizz. I am always on call for Zane so I'm sure as long as you are here we will see a lot of each other." He pats the side of the bed and steps back away to look at a chart.

I take a sip; then try to sit up but my head feels dizzy. "How long have I been out?"I say still a little groggily.

"I'm not sure how long you were out before they found you...but since you have been home...a little over six hours."He flips the chart close and then place it back down on the dresser.

"Oh my God...the car...the fucking car." I keep thinking about the car. They smashed the hell out of it. He will be so pissed.I hear him talking in his ear piece. A few minutes later the door opens and he walks in.

 "Awe...my boy you are awake. I see they did a number on you." He walks over to the bed and reaches for my hand.

I'm not worried about my state because I am more worried about his car."I'm sorry about the car. They came out of nowhere. I tried to lose them...but they got the better of me." I keep apologizing over and over...I never meant for any of that to happen.

"I could care less about the car...that can be replaced. Do you know who done this to you?"He ask but I already know he knows the answer to that he just wants to confirm that he is right.

"Tony...he has always had it in for me. I will get him back."

"I know you will...but you my son are going to have to recover first."

I look down and I thought I was fine but I guess I'm not. My whole left side is bandaged up. Come to find out when he rammed the side of the car a piece of the metal dug into my leg. I was on an adrenal high at the time and didn't realize it. I guess when I jumped out it ripped it even more. I have fifty two stitches along my thigh. My left arm is broke from the hit as well. The rest of my body is covered in bruises...so much that you can't even tell the color of my natural skin. My lip is busted...along with six stitches and my nose is broke...so I already know that both my eyes are blackened from that. My head throbs in pain but the good Dr. Wizz drugs me up to numb the pain. "How did you find me?" Hell I don't even know where I was all I remember is crashing off in a field somewhere.

"When you didn't come home I figured something was wrong. I have a tracer on all my cars so all I had to do was pull it up and it lead me to where you were. I'm just glad we got there when we did."

"Thank you sir...for saving my ass again."

"That is what family does right...we take care of each other. Now rest up for now...take as long as you need."I'm a little surprised he doesn't want me getting up and start working out again however he is being really nice about all of this.  

I on the other hand want to get up and go. "I want to get out of here...I want my revenge on that asshole."

"I know and you will get it, however for now you need to heal. Believe me son you will get that chance to torture his ass and if you don't I will he came after my family and he totaled our car. Believe me he will pay." He pats me on the shoulder and then leaves the room along with everyone else.

Marian comes into the room bringing me something to eat. "Glad to see you up. I hope this will be alright. If you need anything else just let me know ok."

"Marian...that's really nice of you, thank you."She looks up and smiles at me. "You are very welcome Atticus. Zane really cares a lot about you. He was upset when you didn't come home last night. It's been a while since I have seen him in a worried state." I watch as she comes her hair back even though it is all up in a bun.

"He was really worried about me?" I glance up at her before taking a bite of the homemade chicken noodle soup.

"Yes...you are like a son to him. As long as you stay here...he will always treat you like family. That is the one thing I love about him. He may be evil and dark on the outside but on the inside he is a whole different person. "

"Yeah...I think I have seen glimpses of that person. I hear he was in love once...did you ever get to meet her."

She stops and looks at the door, looking to see if anyone is close by. She turns to me and smiles and I watch closely as her eyes glistens with tears that she holds back well. "Addison was the love of his life. I loved her presence in this house. She made him smile all the time. Things happen...people change...he will always love her; I just wished that she could have loved him more."

"Why did she really leave?"I take another sip from the spoon.

"Awe...Atticus...I don't need to be talking about this. He will tell you in time if he wants you to know. I better get back to the kitchen. If you need anything now you tell me alright."

"Yeah...ok...thanks...by the way Marian...you're a good woman."

"Why thank you." Her face lights up and I see her cheeks turn a rosy pink.

Staying in bed is not my thing. I would have when I first arrived here but I think I can handle the pain better now. I force myself to sit up when they all leave the room. He says I can take a few days off to recover. But I can assure you that I don't need it. I hop along to the bathroom and relieve myself even if I do grunt in pain the whole time trying to walk.

I glance up in the mirror and I look like shit. They really done a number on me this time. Fucking bruises I knew my eyes would be blackened from the blow to the nose. I glance down to look at my chest to see bruising lining my body. I just shake my head; I can't believe that let them do this to me. I should have fought back better.

I make my way back into the room and slide on a pair of shorts, trying hard to avoid rubbing against the bandage with the stitches. I throw on a shirt and then hop along outside. I make my way into the house and all is quite. I guess they all had things to do. I go back out and sit by the pool.

Later in the evening I hear people talking from inside the house and then the back door opens. This little boy comes running out and startles the shit out of me. We never have kids over. I look up and Zane happens to see me in the lounge chair. "You're up; I thought you would still be resting."

"Yeah...thought I would get some air."I see the couple with him and it makes me wonder if the guy does the same thing that he does or if he doesn't does he have any idea what Zane does for a living.