STEF POV
I don't think I have ever gotten anywhere faster then I have gotten to this hospital. As I rush through the ER doors of Calvary Hospital my anxiety is at its worst. I can only blame myself for Lena getting mugged. How could I not for I was supposed to go to the school with her instead of storming off because of a fight we had which was so insignificant now. Shit it was really insignificant now as I can't help but try to fight the tears that are streaming down my face.
"Lena Adams! Did she sign in? Does she have a room number?" I ask bombarding the receptionist.
"And you are? You need to take a seat."
"Yeah I have no time to take a seat. What room is she in, please."
"Are you a relative?"
"I'm her wife." I spit out as she stares at me oddly along with her friend as I now pull out my badge. "Also I'm a cop. Room, please!"
"Let me check...officer. One second, please." She says as she eyes me oddly still, and I can tell that she wouldn't have believed me had I not thought to bring my badge. It's in times like this that the reality of not being legally tied to Lena makes me feel so out of control as I can feel my chest tighten ever more. After she finally tells me where Lena is it feels like it takes me forever to find the room and when I do I see her laying on the bed and she looks so small. My heart breaks into a thousand pieces as I rush over to her.
"Baby!" I choke out as I feel my voice crack, and she looks up at me her face completely swollen on the left side. Her knee is cut up and banged up as well, and I can see they have stitched up the cute above her brow and on her cheek. "Baby...what...what happened? What...." I ask gently cupping her cheek as tears spring to her eyes.
"Stef...Stef. It was terrible. Stef....." She cries as I climb on the bed and gather her in my arms hugging her so hard. "I was so scared!" She cries into my neck as I smooth my hand down her back.
"Shhh...I'm so sorry, baby. God, I'm so sorry." I whimper as I hold her as her body shakes against me. I run my hands up and down her back as I croon softly in her ear, calming her down before pulling away and gently cupping both of her cheeks as I look deeply into her eyes. They stare back at me with so much panic and fear that it crushes my heart and soul.
"I'm sorry for what I told Tess, Stef...I..."
"Hey. Forget that shit. Forget all of that. It was stupid and...and I will NEVER leave you like that again. Baby, I'm so sorry this happened to you..I..." I can't help but feel the tears run down my face more as I gently lean my forehead against hers. "I don't know what I would do if something happened to you."
"I'm ok. I am."
"What...what happened, honey? Did they take your statement? Anyone?"
"Not yet. No. I just remember leaving the girls' school and I walked to the subway."
"Ok, then what?" I ask holding her head and rubbing it vowing to never let go again, for this was almost more than I can bare...seeing her like this. How could I be so stupid? How could I ask her to come to the city when she had never lived in one like this before? Why did I let her leave the ocean which she loved? What was wrong with me?
"I was on the platform, but it wasn't crowded. It ran long, the meeting with Sister Mary. I was holding my bag and someone pulled it and I instantly pulled it back. I...I didn't even realize what I was doing, Stef. But I pulled it back more and he flashed a gun and hit me in the face with it. I think more then once and it felt like my brain was exploding. I know I ran and fell and a cop helped me. Broke my heel. I should have given up my bag. I just...I don't know why I pulled it back."
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Fighting For Us - Book 4
FanfictionThis story picks up in the summer of 1984 after the death of Stef Foster's older brother, Frank, Jr. Callie, having experienced her mother's panic attacks from an early age, asked Lena to stay because she thinks her mom is having a breakdown from th...