Eve went to them. A hand went over her mouth, Wesley was laying in front of Jacky and he was the one who had hit his body on the car. His hands then let go of Wesley’s chair and he coughed out blood from his mouth. “I warned him, he shouldn’t have ended up this way.” Dust said as he was being pushed into the car with his handcuffs. The ambulance took them into the car and they drove to the hospital with Eve in the car with them. Her hands held Wesley’s. And she was sobbing quietly. He had a stabbed wound on the side of his stomach, and though it didn’t quite appear deep she was scared too. Anything could happen and she doesn’t want anything to happen to him yet. He didn’t sustain many cuts from the fall. She guessed he would have to make it out.They stopped at the hospital and pulled them out, taking them into the hospital. “Emergency!”Eve was taken in as well to have herself fully treated. She was seated on the bed while she stared at Jacky as they were trying to revive him.
“Are you feeling any pain?” The doctor at his side asked him. Wesley shook his head at him, he wasn’t feeling much pain except in his arms. “I think I’m fine.” He held his gaze up at him. “What about him?” He remembered they fell and he didn’t get hurt but he flipped him over. Why did he do that? Didn’t he hate him?Why would he save him when he wanted him dead?“He died, he was badly hurt and besides the deep sore in his arms which he didn’t treat and was already eating him in, there was a huge fight in there. The boy's father won’t let anyone close to him and he made sure a scene...” He shook his head at Wesley.“You don’t have to say more.” He looked away from him. He had already gotten what he wanted to hear. He didn’t have to fill him that details.“What about the lady, the pretty one with the blues eyes is she safe?”He nodded his head. “She’s in the other room, it’s the room closest to yours and she’s fine. There was no cause to worry.” Wesley shut his eye, he was stuck wi
Kenneth chuckled lightly. “I was waiting for you so I could leave you, glad you’re alive.” He nodded his hand at him. ”You were an incompetent father since you run away and left him in the orphanage and you blamed me for all your miseries and hated me. You couldn’t even take care of the only son you had. But you choose to take out all your misery and ill fate on me.” “If she didn’t take you out of the street into our lives. We won’t have been this way. I would forever hate you.” He point a finger at him and then stared behind him. “...probably she’s your mother. You should be ashamed of the kind of son you’ve..” he hissed and turned to leave. “I know you have always hated me, I didn’t expect more from you.” He turned to Vero and told her to follow him into the room without giving any reply to Kenneth. “Who was that man?” She asked when they got into the room. And then looked outside the door. “A foster parent.”“104 you’ve got a visitor.” Wesley was waiting in the visitor room
“Court arise!” Everyone stood up from their seats. “We May proceed with the session.” They sat down and waited.They were gonna hear the verdict today, Eve had been so anxious over everything. She wanted it to be over so quickly. Cartel had confused about everything he did and he pleaded guilty to his charge. “...I didn’t know what happened, he suddenly wanted to talk to me about what happened. They were the ones who organized the boys in robbing your Father.” Detective Ernest told her. She thought he wanted to be a witness to the case they couldn’t find him when the process started. Detective Ernest had been disappointed that he wasn’t found. They didn’t know if he left the country or not. She keep glancing over, everything she was at the courthouse but he never came to her. “I shouldn’t have trusted him.” She said to herself. “I shouldn’t have believed when he said he was gonna be a witness in the case. I should have doubted he was telling the truth.” Today was the last day
Wesley groans as he sat up from the single bed. He was in hospital cloth. He stared over at the clock. It was evening. He looked over at the clock, it was evening. He exhaled and took the water on the table and took a gulp of it and then dropped it back on the table. “You are awake?” The voice said and came into the room. She slide the door shut and walked to the bed with the basket of fruit she dropped them at the table and took a seat beside the bag. “You suddenly slumped in the living when you came back from work. And then I had to call the ambulance and they came to get you. You need unconscious ever since.” She told him since he might want to know how he ended up here. “How long has it been?” He stared at Vero. “Over a week.” She sighed, she had been worried something might have happened to him. “What happened at the court?”That was what he was he was worried about, wasn’t he worried that he had to take care of himself more than anything? He should have taken care of his
“You should leave, you probably have heard all that happen. And it already had ended so as everything that got to you and me.” She stole a glance over at her stomach, hoping the big shirt she wore would get to hide the bump that was coming out.“I’m gonna do everything I could...”“Don’t do anything, it won’t bring me back to you, your driver is waiting to take you back home.” She turned her head away from him. She was certain she was gonna leave, she had run out when she heard his call. She came out to see him and seeing him again was bringing out everything she thought she had hidden behind her and shut her heart too. “I’m sorry. I won’t stop begging you to take me back and give me another chance!”“There’s no chance!” She spun to him, making her see the tears in her eyes. She blinked them away. And pushed her hair off her face and held his gaze. “You and I.. can't happen anymore. It’s all over, what part of that you don’t understand? I can’t go back to you. We never had anything
“You’re Grey?” He whispered with his eyes widened. He touched the tip of his sleeve if he wasn’t seeing a ghost or something. “It’s you.” He blurts out and fell back from the chair. Wesley stopped whistling, he got up from his chair, and went over to him when he fell. He lift him by the collar and forced him back on the chair. His body shuddered vigorously at his touch. “How are you alive?” “Someone saved me.” The one friend he would never forget. He placed a hand over his chair. Staring into his eyes. “How did you become Wesley, how did you...?” His voice quaked. “I was surprised too how it happened but I was burning with hatred to have you down on your knees in front of me. Not as Wesley but as Grey. Don’t worry about the cops they won’t come to get you soon. You still have a lot of time with me.” He smirked and let go of his hands that were on his chair. Just today he was gonna live as Grey Hansford, the poor boy from San Francisco. Tonight he would be the pushover Grey tha
“Sir you’ve been working for days straight without having any chance to rest or have a break, you just go out of the hospital.” Parker was learning the door, his eyes seemed tired and dull. “We don’t have any more time, we have just a week to prepare for it. In a few days we would be launching the cars, I don’t want any errors, there shouldn’t be any mistakes.” He points his pen at him. “Go back to work.” He had the pen directed to the door. “Another all-nighter?” He palmed his forehead. “I’ve got a family Sir.”“Won’t they feed, you need to work? You can choose to quit.” He flipped the pages of the file and continued working on them. Parker sighed and withdrew from the door. There was nothing he was gonna say to him that would make him change his mind about them leaving the office. Wesley looked up when he was done. And dropped his pen, he was tired but he couldn’t admit it. He had to make it work. He went to the window and stared at the working. Was he stressing them too much?