“Hey, cherie,
deep breaths,” came the velvety, accented voice of Masen. His hands brushed
over my face and I whimpered in pain. “Sorry, love.” He came into view, fuzzy
and out of focus, but I could tell that his evergreen eyes swirling with worry.
“You’re safe.”
“I’m safe,” I choked out, hissing as every
inch of my body was wracked in pain. “I hurt, too. A lot.” I looked at Masen,
who had been by my side since I woke up this morning. We’d only spoken briefly
before I slipped under, my body exhausted from the accident. However, I was
assaulted with nightmares of the accident and that’s what woke me up. Masen had
gently roused me just before the van flipped over the SUV. As I focused more on
him, Masen had dark circles under his eyes and was sporting some pretty
substantial stubble. He looked dangerous and so very concerned. “When was the
last time you slept, Masen?”
“I slept, a little,” he chuckled, pressing the
call button on my bed. “I’m trying to stay up until my parents arrive.”
“Your parents are coming?” I squeaked, trying
to sit up but my body refused to cooperate. I moaned and he gently pushed me
back onto the bed, brushing my hair back as tears slipped from my eyes. “Masen,
they don’t have to. In fact, they …”
“They’re coming and landing at Teterboro as we
speak. Seth is picking them up and driving them here,” Masen explained,
threading our fingers together. A nurse came inside, a warm smile gracing her
face. “Maggie, Miss Swan said she’s feeling pain. She tried to move around and
…”
“It’s been a few hours since your last pain
booster,” the nurse, Maggie, said.
“What’s hurting, Miss Swan?”
“Head, wrist, face, torso, leg. Pretty much my
entire body,” I deadpanned. “What doesn’t hurt is the question?”
“I have a standing order of morphine,” Maggie
answered. “I’ll be right back.” She ducked out of the room and returned a few
moments later with a syringe. I grimaced. I hated needles. “It’ll go into your
IV, Miss Swan. It will also make you sleepy.”
I frowned, remembering the nightmare I’d had
that Masen had to wake me from. “I don’t want to sleep,” I whispered, tears
welling in my eyes.
“Bella, you need to rest, my love,” Masen
chided gently, threading our fingers together. “And the way you can rest is if
you’re not in pain. Please?” I bit my lip, but nodded. He kissed my forehead as
Maggie injected the medication into my IV. I felt some warmth in my arm,
spreading through my body. “Better?”
“I’d feel better when I know how Jake is,” I
asked, leaning my cheek against his shoulder. “Thank you, Maggie.”
“I’ll check on you in a little bit,” Maggie
said, ducking out of the room and closing the door.
“I hope that my dad is getting some rest,” I
whispered. “He looked miserable when he was here.”
“Leah, Sue and Harry are settled in a secured
hotel. Seth worked with the local police department for extra protection, in
light of what happened,” Masen explained. “Also, all of the assholes who chased
you and Jake are in custody, with the exception of the guys who were injured in
the accident. They are in a locked ward here at the hospital with injuries
varying from mild concussions to a broken nose.”
“And Jake?”
“He’s in serious condition, but stable,” Masen
explained. “He’ll be okay. He’s got a bit of recovery ahead of him.”
“So, do I,” I mumbled, feeling the painkillers
pump through my body. “My knee …”
“You’re going to have surgery to get that repaired,”
Masen murmured, hugging me closely. “Now, just rest, love.”
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