Arianna's P.O.V
I stood staring blankly out of the hospital window. My long nightgown swaying gently in the breeze coming from the slight opening. I heard a knock on the door but didn't turn around. "Hey" I heard Harry say quietly. He walked towards me and wrapped his arm around my waist. His other arm was in a plaster cast that went from his knuckles up past his elbow slightly and it was held in a spongey sling that tied around his kneck.
I Had to walk on crutches for the next few weeks because the stab wound on my thigh had gotten infected despite our attempts at keeping it clean, I also had a hairline fracture on my femur because I had been putting weight on it but because of the infection and how small the fracture was they hadn't casted it up.
"You okay babe?" He asked worridly after a few minutes of silence. I bit my lip and nodded my head, he could tell I was lying and pulled me into a tight hug. I sobbed into his shoulder as he rubbed my back soothingly. "It's not your fault, none of this was your fault, especially not J..." He stopped.
I cried even harder as I remembered everything that happend yesterday. Escaping, Shooting that man, Watching my boyfriend kill himself because I loved someone else. It was too much for me to handle.
But I have Harry now, he's all I need, I feel safe with Harry, I knew the kind of lengths he would go to to protect me.
"Miss Bond" I heard the nurse say softly, I looked up and wiped my tears, Harry released me. "I just need to check your vitals then you're free to go once the police have been" She gave me a sympathetic smile and signalled that I should sit on the bed. I limped over and she took my blood pressure and my temprature, Harry stood at the end of my bed, staring blankly at the floor. This has been hard for both of us, well all of us, the boys had also seen it all"
"Everythings fine" The nurse smiled at me just as there was another knock at the door, I looked up to see a man in a black suit and tie. "I'd like to speak to miss Bond alone please" He said in a deep voice, Harry kissed my cheek and then left with the nurse.
"Can I sit?" The man asked, I nodded. He sat on the small plush chair at the side of my bed and pulled out a notepad and pen. "I'd like to ask you a few questions, if that's okay?" He looked at me. He looked about mid thirties, copper hair with a few grey strands and a stubble around his chin and under his nose.
"Sure" I stretched my sore leg out onto the bed and turned my head to look at him.
"I'm sure you already know that Mr Styles has confessed to the killing of Jack hornsby" He raised an eyebrow at me. What? "No" He looked confused. "You didn't know?" he started to write something down. "No, I meant no he didn't it was me" the words fell from my mouth before I could even think. Harry wasn't going to be happy. "You killed mr Hornsby?" He wrote something else down. "Yeah" I plucked an imaginary piece of dust off the bed sheet.
"So why did you do it?" He asked, "He kept us hostage and basically tortured us, I was mad at him and at Josh.... and myself" I mumbled the last part, "Josh? this is the other male, who shot himself? yes?" I nodded.
"Why were you mad at him?" He never took his eyes of the pad. "Well he cheated on me, that's why Jack had kidnapped us" I tried to peek at what he was writing but I couldn't read his tiny writitng.
"Wait, why do you think Jack kidnapped you and Mr Styles?" He looked into my eyes as though he has no clue. "I don't think, I know, those were Jack's last few words, He said that his ex girlfriend had slept with Josh, My boyfri... ex-boyfriend, He said that once he found out about it he killed her and began following me and Josh." I paused giving him time to write everything down. "And you had no idea that Josh had slept with this other woman?" "Not at the time no" I said truthfully.
