Chapter Twenty-seven

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"She's out of danger."

The faint words came to my ears, and again I surged into a deep sleep.

"Will she be okay?"

"It's all my fault. I should have helped her."

"It's not Callista's fault, Heath."

"Please wake up, Calli."

A warmth spread through mine, more like I was in flames which suddenly make jolt from my sleep. My head became dizzy and it hurt like hell. I pulled my hand away and blinked my eyes to expect darkness.

But, instead my eyes registered complete white.

Am I in Heaven? Where am I? What happened to Rose? The baby? Heath?

The last thought made me abruptly sit and a pain shot throughout my body.

"Doctor!"

Someone yelled, but I could barely register the voice as I winced in pain. Though it seemed like Anna.

The pain was horrible, my legs, arms, abdomen, everywhere, it hurt like hell. I winced again as I tried to lie down, but failed miserably. A few hands came my way and I flinched back.

The room went silent.

I took several deep breaths, to make my heart calm down. It was useless, as panic started to seep through my body as I remembered the abuse, harassment and rape. I flinched just thinking of it.

"She needs to calm down."

I moved my head to find the source of the voice and saw seven people standing with a mixture of sad, shocked and calm expression in their face. They were in stances as if they were the Cullens and I was the danger.

I again breathed deeply and stared at them, gauging everyone's expression individually.

Rose and Anna looked at me with a pitiful expression, which I decided I didn't like it even a bit. I hated pity, especially, when it was directed by my best friend. Ace, Chris and the two nurses both held a look of shock.

What I appreciated most was that the doctor held a look of calmness and understanding but there was that one person also standing, whose name made me awake.

And his expression shocked me, though my body was still hurting.

He was angry. And at me, I was sure of.

My brothers – Ace and Chris came forward but I flinched back. The hurt was evident in their eyes, but, I didn't want to be touched.

I was disgusted at myself. Disgusted at my body, at everything, so, I rubbed my arms and cheeks, tugged at my hair, harshly.

I probably looked mad, but I didn't care.

Every fiber in my body was disgusting to me.

"I don't think she has Amnesia."

I looked up to the doctor to see him, approaching me. I instantly started to panic.

Bells rang in my ear, I felt myself becoming dizzy and black spots in front of me. I could barely register as the heart monitor beeped frantically.

Anna rushed to me, hugging me timidly and everything became clear in an instant.

"The women stay in the room. I'll ask her questions, from far." The doctor firmly said to everyone.

Everyone, except the doc, Anna and Rose left the room.

I breathed a lot of air, as if somehow, the oxygen supply in this room was magically filled up. But I was glad, the doc made them leave.

"Do you know what today is?"

I nod. "Tuesday."

He shakes his head. " You've been out for nearly one week, so, it's basically Monday today."

I gasp. "One week?"

He doesn't answer but asks me some more questions, such as my birthdate, the people I know and the incident. Although, I dodged that question, as panic was taking troll on my body.

After an hour and so, the men – Ace, Heath and Chris – enter the room.

I have calmed down within this hour, but I'm still disgusted at myself. Because, I couldn't fight them, they used me for my body and I couldn't save Rose.

Rose.

My eyes land up on her, who is standing beside my bed, also leaning on Chris and smiling at me, pitifully.

I look over to Chris and Ace and before, asking my obvious question, they launch themselves into answers.

"We killed Xavier Ryder and the others.", Ace continued, "We decided to do the honorable work by ourselves, not bothering to hand them to the law."

I smile at the fact that he wants to lighten the mood and also because his arms are wrapped around Anna's shoulder. A small relieved smile on both of their faces.

"Your Morse code during the video call, instantly made us look for the number plate of the car." Chris smiles, "It was easy to trace and we were able to... ummm... save you, I guess."

I shrug and look over to Rose. "You okay?"

She gave me an assured smile and chuckled, "You're the one who is hurt and you are asking me?"

I shrugged again. "Seriously Rose. Are you okay?"

"Just my wrist is broken." She shrugged.

I gasped but before, I could answer, he spoke.

"I need to talk to her."

I looked over at Heath, who still had that angry expression on his face.

I wanted to be in his arms, wanted to hear that he loves me but somewhere, I knew, that wouldn't be so because of the looks he was giving me. Still, I hoped for a thanks.

The hesitant panicked movements of the others caught my attention.

"Heath..." Anna trailed off, hesitantly.

"Get out, now." Heath raised his voice.

I flinched, with his voice. I thought, I couldn't avoid the touches of Heath, I craved them, in fact. But the voice he called out to everyone, I was not sure. I did love him, still but I don't think he would ever reciprocate the feeling.

"It's not her fault!" Ace growled, while Anna calmed him, by rubbing his arms.

"Just go." Heath spoke, calmly. Too calmly.

They gave me sympathetic looks but obliged Heath.

Even, I knew a calm Heath was definitely bad news.

He waited for a couple of seconds and then scraped a chair near my bed. He sat there, looking at me with storming grey eyes. Even then, I loved his eyes and him. Even then, his eyes burned me.

"It's your fault!"

I flinched, wincing in the process. His yelling echoed inside the room and soon, sounds were heard outside the hospital room.

My eyes wandered for a moment there, to see that he had locked it. But I didn't panic.

I knew Heath wouldn't hurt me. He had a heart, which made me reminisce the old days with him, just a month or two before.

He continued, "It's your fault, that she's hurt." He growled.

I flinched, more. "I didn't-"

"I don't care!" He yelled, "You could've fought them. I know you're faking this whole rape incident."

I gasped, not caring that I wasn't being strong now. My tears were fast flowing down my cheeks, my body aching with all those crying and my heart shattering.

He didn't trust me.

The door slammed open, Ace barging inside, his face red.

He came and pinned Heath to the wall, by his collar. He was growling, his face red.

"Don't blame her." He yelled, "You don't even know what she looked like. You could've saved Rose, but you chose to stay at home with Anna."

The shouting match was still on between the brothers. Both were yelling, swearing, cursing and punching. I tuned them out all. Somewhere, the nurses broke them apart, but I didn't register any of it.

My head, body and heart, hurt like hell. My tears were flowing and I was disgusted at myself, because I was raped, I fell in love with him who didn't even trust me and I was helpless and still hoping.

Anna squeezed my hand, while Chris stood far away with Rose, his face grim.

I didn't know the time and I didn't know where Heath was, but after maybe a couple of seconds or, probably hours, someone hugged me and wiped my tears.

"It'll be fine Calli." Anna whispered.

My tears fell more, silently. My body still ached but the broken heart was covering my physical pain, quite good.

"Calli?"

I looked over to Rose, who had a sympathetic expression on her face. She squeezed my hand, slowly rubbing her fingertips on my pale knuckles.

And then the married couple spoke, together.

"Let's go to California."

I nodded without even thinking, that my holidays were finished and I was expected to be again back.

I just wanted to ignore all my problems, which included Heath.

So, I simply nodded.