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Ares's POV

I was leaning against the wall beside the door of the room in which Alexia was. My arms were crossed as I glanced at the others.

Everybody were there, Noah and his two pets whose name I didn't know nor did I want to and my family as well.

Noah was standing beside his wife who was sitting beside his other daughter, both doing something on their phones which showed just how much they didn't give a fuck about Alexia. 

"It's been two god damn hours," I muttered, running out of patience. Why the fuck were they taking so long?

"Calm down, Ares," Dad looked at me, "she'll be fine." 

Before I could reply, my phone started ringing. I took it out from my pocket and  glanced at the caller ID, sighing when I saw Xavier's name written there.

"Hey bro!" He beamed the moment I answered the call, "what's up? It's been long since I've heard from you. Are you okay?"

"I've been busy," I replied as I walked away from the others.

"With what?" Xavier inquired but with a clear taunting tone, "let me guess—with a certain woman who's hot as fuck and her name starts with an ‘a’ and ends with an ‘a’. Am I right?" I could tell he was smirking.

"How do you know?"

"It's all over the news," he responded, "you two have been spotted together in an ice cream parlor and you two even attended my parents' party together. People are saying that y'all are dating."

"I don't give a fuck about what people think," my eyes fell on the door which was being opened, "I got to go, I'll call you later." The doctor stepped out of the room and I made my way towards the others again.

"How's she?"

"She is fine and out of danger—" the doctor paused, his eyes flickering from me to the others, "—though she might be a little weak for the next few days as we had to give her blood. We've already cleaned her cut and bandaged it. It will heal on it's own. We gave her a sedative. She was supposed to be unconscious for at least one hour but she has already woken up thirty minutes before."

"So, she's fine." I muttered, "that's all I wanted to hear, really." I pushed him lightly aside before walking through the door as I heard the doctor say from behind me, "well, you may go and see her."

My eyes caught sight of the familiar woman, lying on the bed with her phone in her hands.

She then looked up from her screen and flashed me a smile, putting her phone aside, "you guys got Gabriel, right?"

"That's your first question?" I asked, amused.

"I'll take that as a yes." She replied as I made my way towards her. She scooted away, giving me some place to sit down and I did. "Why didn't you tell me that you got stabbed?"

"Everything was going on according to the plan. Me—telling you that I was stabbed— would have ruined everything," she shrugged, "plus I took care of it."

"By wrapping a piece of what I think was blazer around it," I raised my brows, "where did you even get that?"

"It was for the man who stabbed me," she chuckled before explaining, "I killed him then cut a piece of his blazer then wrapped it around my wound." 

Alexia!" the others entered the room and her step mother rushed towards us, "thank god, you're alright! I was so scared!"

"I know you weren't," Alexia shot her a look which she ignored.

"How're you feeling dear?" Mom asked to which replied, "Fine."

"You did well," Noah said to Alexia, "I'm going home now that you're fine."

Alexia didn't say anything, she just nodded her head.

"Alexia," Scarlett entered the hospital room and approached her, ignoring all the eyes on her—especially those of Noah's.

"Mom, why are you here?" Alexia asked, frowning at the woman, "you shouldn't be here."

"Nonsense!" Scarlett dramatically exclaimed, "my daughter has been stabbed and I shouldn't be here? Today you've been stabbed, tomorrow you could get shot! Then what Alexia? Then what? What you do—" the elder woman gritted her teeth, "—what you do is too dangerous."

"I'm alright," Alexia brushed her off, looking at me questioningly, "did you call her here?" I nodded, pursing my lips in a thin line, "she is your mother. She has the right to know."

"See, I'm fine. You can leave now." Alexia said to her mother who shook her head, "come, stay with me for a while."

"No." Noah said coldly before Alexia could reply.

"What do you mean ‘no’?" Scarlett raised her brows at Noah, "she is my daughter Noah and she has every fucking right to stay with me whether you like it or not!"

"Really?" Noah scoffed, "your daughter? Was she your daughter when you left that day, without caring about her?" Ten points to Slytherin.

"I did what I thought was right!" Scarlett snapped, "I had nothing, Noah. How could I have taken care of her when I couldn't take care of myself?"

"So you found yourself a new husband and popped out a new kid and now you're back for my daughter?" Noah asked furiously.

"Your daughter? Have you ever asked her if she wanted to be part of this? She was stabbed! Did you even ask her how she's feeling?" Scarlett spat, "Hell, you even killed her—" 

"Enough!" Alexia intervened, "If you want to fight, then go somewhere else."

"Am I not your daughter too?" Dana asked, "because you are only referring to Alexia as your daughter."

"So you haven't told her?" Scarlett asked Noah who stayed quiet while I narrowed my eyes between them suspiciously. Scarlett let out a humourless chuckle, "you aren't my daughter, Dana. You're one of his whore's daughter."

Dana gasped, tears forming in her eyes, "dad, is this t-true?"

Instead of replying, Noah turned around and left while Scarlett glanced at Alexia whose face was emotionless. I fucked up, didn't I?

"I'll see you two at Ben's birthday party." Scarlett said, flashing me a soft smile before she left as well.