I’d fallen asleep at some point. I’m not sure how long I’ve been asleep, but I was woken up by someone prodding at me. I groaned, squinting as I opened my eyes. A man was hovering near my head. Given he’s in scrubs and a white doctor’s coat, he’s obviously my attending doctor.
“Sorry to have woken you, Riko.” the doctor apologizes. “I’m Doctor Theodore Tate. I want to check on your stitches. If you could try to sit up a little.” he introduced himself. I nodded a little, wincing as I sat up a bit as he requested. While he and a nurse carefully unwrapped the bandage around my head, I looked around the room.
Dad was asleep in a chair. I felt so bad. I know what losing mom did to him. He had always been protective when I was a little girl, though mom played interference between us. There was no one to play interference with her gone, and he had direct
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I was hanging on by a damn thread to my emotions. I’m usually the one that is always in control of them. But when I lose that control… I’m a danger to others. This much I know. And my family, mostly my mother, knows it too. “Darius…” mom sighs, putting her hand on my shoulder. “Why don’t you go for a walk, get some fresh air.” she suggested. I let out a breath running my hand through my hair. “Yeah… I’ll do that. Better than sitting here holding my breath, her dad lets us see her.” I nodded. “If you want, you can take my car and head home. If you see Elijah, you can take him with you. Your father and I will wait here till they discharge Forrest and bring him home.” she suggested. “But…” I wanted to argue. “He’s not going to let you near her. At least not tonight, and visiting hours are over.” mom sighed. “She’s right. He’s a stubborn little shit.”
Sunday was crap. I’ve been trying to adjust to using my crutches and having a room on the third floor fucking blows. My brothers have had to help me get up the stairs. Also, having to put a trash bag on my leg to shower fucking blows. And the fact we haven’t been able to talk to Riko is making me nuts.Every time we tried to call her hospital room, her dad answered. He’s fucking psycho. Who decides to isolate their only child from everyone they know and love? And who decides that in the fall out of a traumatic event is the best time to do it? Psychopaths or Sociopaths, whatever. He’s one of those. And I want to brain him with my crutch.Even Cassidy couldn’t get through his blockade. She tried calling and texting Riko only to get the same error we did. Her dad had her blocked too. And just like her grandparents and us c
A week. A whole fucking week stuck in a hospital. They are supposed to remove my stitches today. So that’s a good thing. One step closer to getting out of here. Dad took an emergency leave from work to be with me. I really wish he’d spend more time at work and home rather than here. I feel so lost and confused. I got my new phone. They transferred my contacts, but I get an undeliverable message when I’ve tried to the boys or even Cassidy. Which means they blocked me since I know for a fact I didn’t block them. It makes no sense. Why would they block me? Could they really blame me for the accident? But even then, what about Cassidy? She only tolerates the brothers because of me. She wouldn’t hate me for Forrest not being able to play basketball. She has beef with all jocks. So why was she avoiding me? And wh
After our run-in with Ryōta at the hospital, we’d gone straight home, pissed and ready to find dad. We wanted this asshole’s control over our girl gone. But when we got home, we were in for a big surprise. Hibiki and Yūri were on our front porch with bags.Ryōta had told them they needed to stay somewhere else after they confronted him about keeping Riko from them and how Riko left a message on the home phone. Apparently, he’s immune to guilt. I didn’t even know that was possible. They’ve been staying with us ever since, and dad’s been working on legal options for them and Riko.He is a total prick. We’d been sending flowers via delivery services all week, and all week we would get a call telling us they were unable to make the delivery as they refused it. I hate him. I don’t use that word lightly. I don&rsq
I’d been so nervous after I got off the phone with the boys. I was finally going to see them. I was excited, but then I remembered how bad I look. I almost wish they weren’t coming. I don’t want them to see me like this. My hair is a complete mess with the one side being shaved, and I haven’t even gotten to take a shower. I feel gross. There was just no stopping them. If there is one thing I have learned in my relationship with them, they don’t stop when they want something. Hell, the fact we have a relationship is proof of that. They decided they wanted me, and they got me. I never thought I’d fall for them so quickly. But if how depressed I’ve been without them indicates anything, it’s that I have fallen and hard. When they walked into my hospital room, it was like all the weight that was holding me down, and all those negative feelings just vanished
I chuckled as my brothers, and I moved to let Riko’s grandparents reach her. I know they miss her as much as we do. Maybe more, or at least in a different way. And if we learned anything about what not to do from Ryōta, it’s never keep her grandparents away from her. “Here, you should sit and rest your leg.” Mom insisted, bringing a chair closer. “Fine. I do this under duress. I don’t want to sit. I sit too much.” I grumbled but hobbled with one crutch into the chair. Everyone chuckled a little. “Trying having to stay in a hospital bed for a week and knowing you still have another to go.” Riko pointed out. “Oh, that’s true. I’m so sorry, baby. But hey, now we can visit so you won’t be lonely. Which reminds me.” I said, shifting in the chair to dig my phone out. “Well, I’m glad I can see everyone now. Though I can imagine it is going to be an issue when
It had been so nice to hear Cassidy’s voice and to talk to her. I’ll have to ask her what is going on with her and Collin because that is certainly new. I wanted to thank Forrest for thinking of calling her. But I didn’t get that chance. My father ruined that.The nerve of him to show up and then to yell at everyone to leave. Who the hell does he think he is to forbid me from seeing my grandparents and my boyfriends. I just wanted him to leave. I wanted all this tension and hostility out of my room and out of my life.And then it all exploded. He hit Elijah! HE HIT ELIJAH!!! How dare he hit him! I know he’d gotten into a fight with Darius while I was in surgery, but well, I have seen Darius angry. He’s scary. I still remember that first day at school when he slammed Lance into the table and forced him to apologize for grabbin
For the millionth time, I find myself wondering if Ryōta has brain damage and if he’ll ever realize his actions are hurting his daughter he claims to love so much. It’s been two days since he hit Elijah right in front of her. He keeps trying to see her, but hospital security keeps stopping him. The hospital has taken the stance that until the legal issues have been resolved and he has proven he will not cause further alterations on their property, he cannot be there, which is fine by me. I can’t stand that man. I’m trying. I truly am. For Riko’s sake, I’m trying not to hate him. But he makes it so damn difficult. Riko’s at least doing better now that people can visit her. We, of course, have gone to see her each day and plan to continue visiting her daily. Her grandparents have spent most of the last two days with her, though they leave to give her priv