Damien's POV;I had never felt so broken on the inside. If this was how love was then I truly wished I never felt it. I wished Amy hadn't opened my eyes to realize that I was in love with this woman. It hurt even more that I knew she felt something for me but was not willing to fight for it. Was I not worth fighting for? Did I not deserve to be loved? Was this my punishment for being so cruel to all the women I had come across. I had broken so many hearts so nonchalantly because I didn't know what it felt like to be in such a situation. And now, the only woman that made me say that cursed L-word had my heart shattered to pieces. Lessons learnt. I was driving in the outskirts of LA and was somewhat absentminded because of how downtrodden I was feeling.I was speeding a little too much on a one-way road and I just wanted to slow down and take a bend when a speeding truck came at me. I swerved quickly to avoid a fatal collision. Then, I lost control when the car tumbled off the highway
"There's been a complication." The family doctor, Dr. Kingsley said, briskly walking up to all of us who had crowded the lobby for hours. After the hour long trip on the helicopter. Damien was once again rolled out into the ER. I sat still for a long time until everyone else, I mean, the whole family joined me. Fiona clung to me like the baby sister she had become to me. She had her head on my shoulder, her arms wrapped around my torso as we sat waiting for some sort of news concerning him. "A complication?" Aiden came forward. "The gash was deeper than we thought and it's affected some vital parts. Unfortunately, Mr Kingston has slipped into a coma." My eyes squeezed shut in reflex and I dug my teeth deep into my lower lip to hold back the scream that was about erupting from my throat. Just like my husband, I slowly slipped into unconsciousness amid horrified screams from everyone else. **** My eyes peeled open and immediately shut back up due to the unexpected influx of
It had been a week. One whole week! A week of never ending worries and more than enough prayers to call for the Almighty's attention. I tutted and my face contorted into a sneer when Dr. Caleb came into the room for routine checkup instead of the family doctor who was supposed to be in charge. Caleb was simply not getting the hint that I was not interested in whatever he thought he had to offer me. It was slowly beginning to grate on my nerves. He even asked me on a date the previous day. Was this man trying to create a scandal that would soil my name or something? Was he sent to set me up and ruin my marriage? I thought you didn't want the marriage? My inner self had a way of calling out my bluff and it left me retracing my thoughts back to my initial disposition. Of course I didn't want the marriage but that didn't mean I would disrespect my vows for the next few months that remained. But, what if he doesn't wake up by then? The thought had me visibly shaken. "Ariana?" My ey
Damien's POV;"So Mr Kingston, we've checked all your vitals and you're in good shape. We'll keep watching you but if you keep it up, soon enough you'll be discharged." The doctor who had exchanged numbers with Amy the last time we were at the hospital said."Thank you, doc." I rasped out, squinting my eyes in reaction to the pain I felt. The headaches that came with the injury on my head were searing."How soon can he get discharged?" Ariana piped up. She had been quiet ever since the doctor came in."Oh uhm Ariana, we're going to have to observe him for a few days, after that, he'll be free to go home but would still have stipulated days for regular check-ups." I barely heard his string of words. The only thing that caught my attention was the fact that he referred to her by her first name."She's Mrs Kingston to you. You got that?" I said plainly but with a warning in my eyes."Yes sir." He nodded, swallowed and left after staring at my wife who didn't even glance in his direction
Third Person's POV;Caleb stayed seated in his office for a few minutes, surfing through a few reports of patients that topped his desk. His cellphone soon buzzed and without looking he picked up the call."Hey Caleb." The voice was somewhat familiar but he couldn't place it. So, he pulled the phone away from his ear saw that it was Amy. Another one of the women he had been flirting with. "My heartbeat," he gave one of his flirty grins as he went about serenading with his saccharine sweet words.Amy, on the other end, was a blushing mess and unfortunately felt like she had found the man for her. Their first meeting and how he looked at her made her all sappy on the inside and she thought he felt the same way for her. She had no idea she was being played just like a string of several other unsuspecting women who Caleb claimed to be in a never ending 'talking stage' with."I'll be coming over to the hospital today." She announced after the corny lines were done and over with from his
"Take it easy with him okay?" I said to the guards as they helped Damien out of the car. The headaches wouldn't let him bend his head like any normal person would while getting out of the car so we had to guide him out of the vehicle somehow.When he got out, I stayed glued to his side fully aware of how the rest of his body ached as he was walking for the first time in a while.I heard him grunt a few times as we slowly trudged into the house. I held him by the waist to support him while his hand went around me. "Welcome home!" We heard everyone exclaim in unison as soon as we got into the living room.They had balloons and a large banner with the words; 'Welcome home Damien." I smiled. This had mom and Fiona written all over it. I looked up at Damien to see his reaction. He was all smiles even as they came over to hug him one after the other. The hug with mom lasted a little longer than usual to my utmost surprise. Maybe him hitting his head was a good thing, I thought.All his w
Ariana's POV; It was past 8pm. Dinner was long done and over with. Damien had his dinner up in his room long before everyone else because of his medication and to my surprise he did not ask for too much of my attention. Throughout the day, he hadn't requested for my presence, not even when he needed my help. It was strange but a bit relieving. I was currently talking to Brianna about bringing Mico over to the house the next day because Damien had agreed to letting him in. "Alright. I'll see you guys tomorrow." I said and dropped the call. Barely two minutes after, another call came through. It was mom. "Hey mom." "Ariana, darling, are you close to Damien?" "Uh, no. Is there something you want to tell him?" I wondered why she didn't just call him instead. "I just wanted to check on him. I feel like he's not okay and I've been trying to call him since. I'm too tired to walk over to your side of the house." "Oh. I'm sure he's okay." I said, casually dismissing her worries. "Neve
Damien's POV; She was red as beet and it was a hilarious sight. She rushed out of the bathroom in haste. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me even as I wiped my head with the other. "Why are you running away?" I asked as I came out and saw her pacing the room. "Are you seriously asking me that?" She asked me still blushing furiously. "Yes I am." "Really, Damien?" I shrugged, pretending to be oblivious. "Would you help me with applying my lotion?" "Don't push it, Kingston." She glared at me and marched out of the room. I chuckled. *** Only two days in and I was making immense progress. I just needed to recover properly so I could execute my other plans. I love this woman and I'm not letting her go no matter what she thinks. I looked at the time. It was past time for me to take my medication and Ariana wasn't anywhere in sight. I picked up my phone to call her and it rang for a while but she did not pick up. I called over and over again until it totaled ten missed cal