Alpha Diego : The Unhealed Wound

“You should not place me in this situation every time, Arya,” the nurse said to me with a frown, and I smiled nervously at her. “Fine, but not more than 5 minutes. If someone sees you inside, then I have to suffer the consequences.” I nodded and went inside.

As soon as my eyes landed on her, I couldn't help but feel the same pain and helplessness that I always feel whenever I see her. Her eyes were closed, and different types of tubes and machines were attached to her body. I went towards her while holding back my tears and caressed her forehead softly.

She opened her eyes, and instantly, I could see rage in them. She was about to raise her hand in anger when I held her hand tightly to stop it from moving.

“You also know you can’t hurt me in this state. There is no need to be violent. You are just hurting yourself more like this,” I said to her, and though she stopped moving, she was still glaring at me.

“Get out,” she murmured because she didn’t even have the energy to speak clearly.

“No need to act like that. The hospital staff is more eager than you to throw me out of this room,” I said to her while cleaning her face and hands with wet wipes. She tried to take her hands back, but she didn’t have much energy left in her body. When I was done with these things, I looked at her and found her looking out the window. “I will come tomorrow,” though I knew she didn’t want to see my face, I still told her.

“I hope I will die before seeing your face again,” she mumbled, and I couldn’t help but sigh.

“I don’t think any of us are going to get an easy death,” I mumbled and got up from the stool. She turned towards me with the same expression that she had before.

“I should have killed you that day,” she mumbled, and though I had heard it many times before, it still hurts.

“Yes, you should have,” I said without looking at her and exited the room. I walked out of the hospital. I raised my hoodie’s cap and covered my face with a mask and goggles. If anyone saw me here, then it would be a huge problem.

I walked towards my bike, and tears started flowing from my eyes. I went there and kicked the bike’s tire out of frustration. Why is everything so fucked up? Whenever I think that I am finally getting hold of my life, something comes and destroys the little peace that I had built, bit by bit. I wiped the tears, wore the helmet, and started my bike. It was 12 am right now, and the hospital staff would not let me meet her till 10 am. I want to stay with her, but this place is unsafe.

Greenville, where I live, is a two-hour drive from here. I couldn’t admit my mom to any hospital there because I didn’t want people to know about her. The hospital where my mom is is in Springfield. I knew that driving at this time was also unsafe, especially when more than half of the way was nothing but woods on either side of the road, but still, if someone spotted me there, then I couldn’t even imagine what would happen.

I was driving and lost in my thoughts when I heard growls from the woods. I didn’t stop my bike; instead, I increased the speed, thinking that whoever the animal was would go away, but the rustling and snapping of branches coming from the woods told me another story.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I cursed under my breath and kept my focus on the dark road ahead. I couldn't even go at full speed because there were no road lights in the area, and due to the woods, everything was pitch black. Suddenly, an animal crossed the road just a few meters away from my bike, and I slammed on the brakes, causing me to lose balance.