Superstar's Spotlight: Limelight (18+) [COMPLETED] {unedited}

25: Newer New.

Three weeks ago I found my husband laying in the foyer of our house, his own blood pooling around his head and one arm and a leg twisted. 

Two weeks ago my new home was the hospital, my mom had come over to help with the boys as well as Victoria. The only time I'd leave Elliott's side was to freshen up or use the bathroom.

The nurses and doctors kept telling me he'd be fine, that I could go home and sleep in my own bed but, Elliott wasn't fine. It's been two weeks, he hasn't spoken a single word nor as he opened his eyes.

Was he even going to be able to walk again. He suffered injury to his spine, how was he going to feel about all of this when he woke up. He suffered from a concussion and the doctors said he was lucky if it was higher it could have been a skull fracture, his arm and leg broken. Doctors said it was simple fracture to the arm and a green stick fracture to the leg.

Was my husband going to ever be the same after this? I'd love him in any state but, would he be able to love himself?  Tears well in my eyes as I held his hand and looked at him.

"Elliott, El, if you can hear me, I need you to wake up please. I miss you, I love you and I'm falling apart without you." I squeezed his hand hoping that he'd probably squeeze back, nothing.

I sat back in the chair and put my feet up as I looked at him. My eyes were heavy and my head hurt. All this crying and lack of sleep had took a toll on me.

How did this even happen? Police thought that someone might have pushed him, it was not possible for him to just fall over like that. I sighed biting my nail as I looked at him.

Who could have done this to you babe? Who could have gotten pass security and into our home? I put my head back as I felt crazy. It was probably just an accident, nobody would want to hurt us... Leon was dead and so was Isabel.

"Hi mommy." Aiden says as he enters with a nurse. "Hey baby." I hug him and she leaves. "Where is grandma, are you okay?" I place him in my lap as I speak.

"My grandmas are outside, daddy's mommy wants to come in but she sent me first." He looks at Elliott as he speaks and I sniffle.

"Do you want to talk to daddy before we leave and let grandma in?" He looks up at me. "Can I wake him, I don't like talking to daddy when he's asleep." I smile sadly at him. "No baby, you can't wake daddy. He's really tired."

"But he's always sleeping, is he going to wake up?" My throat burns some more and my eyes well with tears. "Yes." I build up the courage to say it. I believe my husband will be fine and the doctors are not lying about the severity of his illness.

"You remember how when I'm sick I stay in bed and sleep a lot? This is the same thing with daddy, he's just really sick and he needs all the rest he can get to feel better." He looks away and at his dad and I bury my nose in his hair as the tears roll down.

"Can I comb daddy's hair?" I get up and take the comb from his bag. "Sure baby, do you remember how I told you to do it?" He nods. "Yes mommy." I take him up in my arms and hold him over his head, I smile as I watch him comb his father's hair... my heart.

~*~

"Sweetie, you really need to go home and get some rest." My mom says to me as I lean on her. "And to wash this hair of yours, the color looks horrible." I chuckle as she pulls out some of my hair.

"I'll go home when Elliott's awake. A hair wash can wait." She gives me a squeeze and I see Victoria coming out. "My son will be alright." She says as she sits, she sounds as if she was reminding herself of that. She only had two children, both of them giving her grandchildren, one of them fate sealed with death, the other's pending.