Hypnotised by drums (TW fanfic - Book 2/4)

Part Twenty-Eight

Jay’s POV

I thought it would probably be best for me to stay with Mark. However much I hate him for what he did to Siva, I wouldn’t want him to die or something. That would be terrible. Sure he did a bad thing, but nobody deserves the death sentence. I sit in the waiting room, waiting for the doctors to tell me how he is, so I can at least leave knowing he’s ok. I had to tell them I’m his brother, which I’m surprised they haven’t called me on, seeing as though I told them the same thing when Siva was in here too.

“Jay McGuiness?” I hear a male voice say from behind me.

“Yes?” I ask, looking up to see a doctor standing before me.

“I’m afraid your brother is in a coma” he tells me, looking sympathetic.

“So he’s going to be alright?” I ask him.

“Hopefully” he says, before walking towards one of the rooms. “Follow me”. I decide not to argue and I follow him into one of the rooms where I find Mark lying on a hospital bed. He looks so lifeless, hooked up to a machine. “If you talk to him, encourage him to wake it, it could help” he says, and with that he leaves. What am I supposed to say to him? I hate him. I can’t tell him what a great person he is, because that is most certainly not what he is.

“Mark?” I ask, trying to think of something to say. All of a sudden, an idea pops into my head. “Mark, if you can hear me, there should be a light. Go towards it. It’s the best thing for you to do. That’s the least painful way out, because if you wake up now, Siva will kill you anyway. We all know what you’ve done and trust me, if he doesn’t finish you off, someone else will” I say, in a sweet voice. I know I probably shouldn’t be doing this, because it’s like telling someone to kill them self, but it’s the only way. Sure I don’t want him to die, but what other choice do I have. He is a bad person and I don’t want Siva to go to prison when he hasn’t done anything wrong. If he dies because he’s in a coma, then they can just say that there is no proof of what happened to him and Siva will get away scot free, which is what we want. “That’s right, you sleep” I whisper, before leaving. I just hope the next time I come here, that bed will be empty. I rush back to my car, where I start the drive home.

Once I get there, I find Rheanna and Leo sitting at the table eating pasta. “Hey, Jay” Rheanna says, with a smile on her face, which just makes me feel guilty for what I just said to Mark.

“Hi” I say, as I throw my keys down on the table before making my way over to the fridge.

“Are you alright?” she asks me, sounding concerned.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” I ask, whilst swinging around to look at her.

“No reason” she smiles.

“Right” I say, awkwardly.

Rheanna’s POV

I stand staring at Jay, wondering what’s on his mind. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul and right now, Jay’s eyes are telling me a lot of things, one of them being beauty. He has the most amazing eyes, I’ve ever seen. I’ve never really noticed that before, but I suppose I’ve always been so wrapped up in Nathan. But it’s different now. Me and Nathan know that me and him are never going to happen. I suppose when he picked me up that day, I’d hoped that maybe Renee would be out of the picture and I would have my hero back, the one that saved me from everything bad, the one who saved me from Lewis, but I guess I was wrong. He moved on, like I did too. I made a mistake trusting Lewis again, but I won’t be so stupid again. I know Nathan will never love me like he once did, but I do know that whatever happens, he will always make me feel safe and that’s why I can’t leave London again. I just hope that Jay will be able to do the same job as what Nathan did. That way I will never have to worry about mine and Leo’s safety again.

“Have you had your hair done?” Jay asks me, with his eyebrow raised.

“Yeah, what do you think?” I ask him, in the hope he will say something like “Of course, Rheanna. You look beautiful”, but he doesn’t he just says a simple;

“Yeah, s’alright, ain’t it?”. I smile at him for a second, before continuing to eat my pasta. “So what have you pair been up to then?” he asks.

“Not much” I admit, awkwardly. Me and Jay have never been close and I don’t think he’s bothered to ask me a question since I’ve been here. I thought he hated me and I don’t blame him, though. I was a bit of a slut back then, but somehow being in an abusive relationship makes you see life differently and I will never make the mistakes I did back then again. I would rather die.

“Oh right, well how about” he starts, but unfortunately he’s interrupted by his phone ringing. He quickly answers it, with a panicked look on his face. “Where the hell are you?” he asks down the phone, “What? Seriously?”, “Oh shit. Does she know you know?”, “Yeah of course you can stay here. You know I’m always here for you mate” he says. “Alright see you in ten minutes” he puts the phone down and then looks at me, with his mouth wide open.

“Is everything ok?” I ask him, unsure of what he might say. It wouldn’t be a surprise if he told me to mind my own business or something.

“Claire’s pregnant” he says, still in shock.

“Well that’s good isn’t it? Those pair are so cute together” I tell him, remembering the days when I was with Nathan. That pair were like the groups rock. Like a template that we all tried to follow.

“You don’t understand” he says, to which I just look at him in confusion. What the hell does he mean I don’t understand? Those pair will be together forever I just know it. “She’s been having an affair, with Mark” he says.

“Seriously?” I ask, as my jaw literally drops.

“Yeah” he says, and at that moment there’s a knock at the door. “Just don’t tell anyone I told you” he adds, before rushing off to answer the door.