𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞

55 | Z A C K

Tiffany got out of the room and quietly shut the door behind her. I broke out into a cold sweat as I stared at her expectantly. "Everything's normal. There's no problem and I think in a few hours, we'll discharge her. As you requested, I didn't inform her. I believe in you and I hope you tell her exactly what happened. She deserves to know. In fact, maybe she has some answers."

I smiled in reply before she walked away. It was the morning after and I had just returned from home after taking a long shower, changing for the day and having breakfast. I stayed all night by her side. My parents insisted that I go change and come back while they watch her which I did. On my return, I met Shawn and Peyton. For a few minutes, we discussed about what happened at the party and the possibility that someone drugged Daisy. After all, the people that attended the party went home sober.

I had to stop Tiffany from telling Daisy the truth. Luckily, she agreed. I promise myself to investigate and find the culprit. This is no ordinary situation. Forcing someone to have a miscarriage is a criminal act.

When I opened the door to the recovery room, I felt a strange sense of peace hit me. But the sight was the best. Daisy was sitting on the bed in a hospital gown looking perfectly normal. In fact, she was happy as she talks to my parents. They kissed her goodbye and left to give us some privacy.

"What? You thought I was dead? Your parents just told me that you literally shredded tears. What a shame." She joked.

I simply rushed towards her and engulfed her in a big hug. I was glad everything turned out okay. I tightened my hold around her body to make sure that She's real. "I miss you so much. I was scared." I whispered against her hair and I burrowed my head in her neck.

"I know it, dumbass. I'm glad the baby's okay. I can't believe I just collapsed. What happened, Zack?" She pulled away but her hands still on my shoulders as she looks into my eyes expectantly.

"How are you?" I asked instead as I brush her hair back from her face.

"Fine I guess. Just cramps but not as painful as the ones I had the first time. Our baby is a warrior I guess." She took my hand and placed it on her bump. I stared at it as I rub my hands against it. It feels so good to know my little princess is still in there.

"Daisy?" We heard a manly voice ample with emotions and what seems like surprise.

I spun to the door to find what I assumed to be Daisy's brother standing there with a gloomy expression. Daisy looks like him but his manly features differentiate them. He was definitely a few feet taller than me and has a low stubble he probably got after a long work day.

His body was built like that of a firefighter or a construction worker. His blue eyes are darker than that of Daisy and from the tanned body, I could tell he works outdoors. He was casually dressed in a jeans, a white T-shirt and a thick sweater. His dirty blond hair and angular jaw gave him a bad boy look and I could tell he gets a lot of attention from the opposite sex.

"Cole? What are you doing here?" Daisy panicked as she hesitantly glanced at her brother.

I stood up when Cole said nothing. "Will give you guys space to talk, okay?" I said and she nodded. I pecked her on the temple and got out of the room.

Not once did Cole spare me a glance.

***

After Daisy got discharged, we took her back home. And by home, I mean my home. My parents were persistent in reaching out to the Coleman and at the end, they were successful. Daisy's parents gave a lame excuse about going on a trip this morning and would come back in a few hours to pick up Daisy. Daisy was happy she gets to stay at my place. And so was Cole.