MadArcher💚 [Once Upon A Time]

Chapter 22

Margot's POV:

I spent a long time in hospital. My injuries were bad. My mom was super worried. She was almost next to my side. It gave me a feeling of safety. And I needed that, after what happened. I heard that Nick, the man who kidnapped and tortured me, was arrested. Someone broke in and killed him. I didn't know how to feel. I didn't feel bad for him, I was sure of that. Dectective Rogers wasn't the one who brought the news though. It was my mom. Detective Rogers had resigned from the police department, my mom told me, after what happened that day. He had seen horrible things and I could actually understand it. Tilly had been in a coma since my kidnapping. I felt bad. She was there because of me. Detective Rogers never came to visit. I understood. Tilly was like his daughter. They had spent so much time together. 

My mom was driving me crazy. Roni came with her once in a while. I had been in hospital for a month now and tomorrow I could finally go home. I had missed that a lot. 

THE NEXT DAY

I knew the path of my recovery was gonna be long, even though I was finally home. I had broken 2 ribs, which had almost healed. I had three broken fingers and my right wrist had been broken. It was almost healed though. My ankle was worse. I couldn't walk on it and the doctors didn't know if it was ever fully gonna heal. My left thigh was torn. So I was stuck in a wheelchair for at least 2 months. Then I had to come back to the hospital to get everything checked.

The wheelchair sucked. There were places I couldn't go because of it. My mom wanted to look after me every second of the day, so most of the time I was at Roni's. I helped as much as I could, but my mom wouldn't let me do much. It was more fun when she needed to go away for a moment and it was just me and Roni. She was fun. She let me do other stuff. My mom was really mad at her one day, because she found out Roni raced me around the bar. 

I visited Tilly every day. That was the only moment of the day my mom trusted me enough to go alone, I was in a hospital anyway. I missed Tilly. Her condition didn't improve. The doctors didn't have news and didn't even know if she was ever going to wake up. Even though I felt awful most of the day, I knew she felt worse. She must be so lonely. I held her hand. ''Please wake up, Tilly. I miss you'' I whispered. Of course, nothing happened. I wished something happened when I was there. I guess there was nothing I could. 

Detective Roger's POV:

I failed her. I failed Tilly. She was in her condition because I failed to save her. I felt terrible. I picked the bottle of rum up and drank it. I should have saved her.