Chapter 17.

I must have been dreaming,or my sight was playing tricks on me. What chances were there that he was there in front of me. I wiped my hand over my face to wake myself up. I didn't know how I fell asleep, all I knew was that I had just woken up and Mr Davis was standing in front of me.

"You ?" that's all I could say, despite all the questions running through my head. My heart had a bad habit of racing every time in his presence. And there my tongue seemed not to want to formulate a sentence. He smirked at me in response.

"How you... What are you doing here?" I couldn't speak without stuttering.

I didn't understand how it was possible that he was there. It had been almost a month since I had seen him. He was wearing a jeans and a white t-shirt and black sneakers. The guy in front of me had nothing to do with the guy who drove me to Skylight when my car broke down. This one looked casual and warm. Deep down I was happy to see him. But I made sure not to let it show.

"As if it weren't obvious." he replied still smiling. My eyes met his piercing blue eyes, and without meaning to, I smiled too. His answer wasn't clear but I understood. As if looking him in the eye was enough to understand.

I looked away to look at my father he hadn't moved an inch since I had arrived.

"How are you ?" he asked me with a worried look.

"I'm fine, him on the other hand" I pointed to my father. "I just wish he would wake up"

"He's going to."

Ever since I had arrived, I had felt alone in this hospital, but now that he was here, I somehow felt comforted. We stood there in silence for a while. I still couldn't believe he was there, there was still that part of me that was afraid of what this meant. Like the fact that my heart wasn't as determined to resist him as before.

"When was the last time you ate?" he asked me after a moment of silence. It had completely slipped out of my mind, and the moment he mentioned it I realized that the last thing I had eaten was a yogurt that Flo had made me eat in the airport. I was so stressed that I completely forgot about eating. Then after arriving at my father's bedside, I was afraid to go out so as not to meet someone injured. I remained silent.

"If I understand , you haven't eaten anything?!" he looked at me in disbelief.

"I wasn't in the mood for that. I'll eat something later."

"Oh no! You're going to eat now, Stay here and I'll grab you something to eat."

"No, it's really not necessary to..."

"Sshh!!" he didn't let me finish, he took my arms and made me sit in the chair.

"I didn't come all the way here to watch you starve to death. You take care of your dad, and let me take care of you." Then he walked out, leaving me laughing like an idiot. All the emotions and feelings I had for him that I had been trying to suppress over the past week had all returned. And I was confused again, because no matter how glad I was that he was here. There was that part of me that still told me that I should be careful, and protect my heart above all else. My phone rang as I was lost in thought. It was Flo calling.

"Hey" I picked up.

"Hey girl, how's old Bay?"

"He still hasn't woken up."

"Hang on, he'll wake up."

"I'm trying, but what scares me is how he's going to wake up. The doctor told me he might need a transplant."

"Oh my!" He exclaimed

"He also said that, whether he needs a transplant or not, he won't be able to live on his own anymore."

"Oh no Meg, don't tell me you're staying there?"

"Honestly, I don't know! I'm confused, I'm waiting for him to wake up. I'll make a decision later."

"I don't even want to think about the possibility that you might not come back.." I myself didn't want to think about it, Bellevue was no longer my home, despite the fact that I grew up here, but moreover my father was very attached to it so it will be difficult if not impossible to convince him to leave. Without thinking that even if he accepted it would be difficult to make him travel in this state. But for now I was going to avoid thinking about it too much. I'll make a decision based on what the doctors will tell me.

"But tell me, did you tell anyone what hospital we were in?" I changed the subject.

"Yes to Gina, she called me to ask me, I found that weird by the way."

"His brother is here."

"What? oh fuck I almost choked on my beer." I laughed at him. "Are you kidding? What is he doing there. And me who thought I saw it all my God!" he kept talking while I laughed. "He's there with you?"

"No, there he went to get me some food."

"What did I tell you, don't tell me that someone can do that if he isn't head over heels. Personally, I don't know if I could do that."

I did not answer him.

"Are you glad he's there?" he asked me.

"Partly yes, but I'm afraid that because of this I'm getting into a some things that will hurt me in the future."

"Do you know what problem you have?? You overthink a lot. Let yourself live Meg, and leave the future in its place. Anyway I'm glad he came, I was worried you were all alone over there." I took a breath and looked over at my dad, and then I noticed he was blinking.

"Oh my God." I got up and approached him to make sure I had seen correctly. And then he groaned.

"What?" Flo asked on the other end of the line.

"My father is waking up. I'll call you back" I hung up and threw the phone on the chair.

"Dad!." I called him.

He was starting to open his eyes little by little.

"Daddy can you hear me?" I asked him.

"Meggie!" tears of joy fell as soon as he whispered my nickname. I ran outside to call the doctors. It was the man who had gone to tell Drew of my arrival who came to consult him. While we were going to my father's cubicle we met Mr Davis who was coming back with a bag in his hands.

"What's going on?" he asked seeing my face.

"He just woke up." I answered him as we were entering inside the cubicle. This time my father had his eyes cordially opened even if he looked disoriented. We stayed at the entrance while the doctor examined him. I don't know when and how it happened but being taken by the emotion I hadn't noticed that Mr Davis had put his arm around my shoulders and comforted me.

As soon as the doctor was finished, I rushed to my father's side.

"His constants are normal." The doctor announced to us, taking notes, he consulted his watch and then he added, "We'll come get him to have him do some other tests. Then we'll have to wait for the nephrologist's diagnosis." he addressed himself to my father. "You gave your daughter quite a fright."

"I had to find a way to bring her to see her old father." We all laughed and the doctor exited.

"Don't you dare scare me like that again." I said to him while placing a kiss on his cheek.

"By the way, who told you I was here?" he asked me. His voice was a little dry.

"Just because you didn't put my number on the emergency contact doesn't mean you're going to keep me from knowing what's going on with you. Drew called me, he's an intern here."

"What a spy !" he sneered and I laughed.

I didn't even dare think what would have happened if Drew hadn't been there, I'll still be in Miami worried, and he would have woken up and found himself alone.

"Aren't you planning on introducing your friend to your old father?" he asked me, looking towards the door.

Mr. Davis, who had remained on the sidelines until now, approached. And we exchanged a look.

"Dad, this is Greg Davis."

"Well I'm glad to know you Greg. I didn't know you had such handsome friends." he teased me.

"Dad! Stop it." I knew he was doing this to make me uncomfortable.

"What? It's true." at that moment, a nurse came in, greeted us and told us that they were going to bring my father to do some tests. Then three other people came in and they pushed my father's bed out of the cubicle.