Mafia's Curves novel Chapter 14

Fallon's POV

Gosh I hate hangover, I swatted a heavy arm from my naked waist and got up trying my best not to hiss in pain from the headache.

I wore my clothing items that were thrown randomly around the room. I really don't wanna deal with a guy asking for my number or second night, Yucckk.

I didn't even bother to write a note, I just waltz out of the apartment with my head held high. I got in my car, thank god we drove in my car and I went to the nearest café.

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I went inside the café and ordered my brunch. You'd think I should have invited someone but to speak the truth, I don't trust anyone. The kind waiter got my food within minutes and I dived into it like a starving woman.

After I paid my bill, I walked towards my car while checking my emails, having no idea about the danger crawling up and gripping my neck.

I was about 20 feet away from the car when my car blasted sending me flying back a few feet.

I laid on the ground cold, too numb to hear anything, my body was momentarily paralyzed. I would hear the buzzing sound all around me, I was shaking in fear and uncertainty. My head was throabing in pain like someone forging iron with a hammer. It hurts.

Everything hurts.

The sharp poisonous claws of fear and trauma clutching me to my very bone, making it impossible for me to move or think at the moment.

When things became too unbearable I drifted into darkness.

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I groaned and woke up to a beeping noise, I feel exhausted, physically and mentally drained. I looked around, I am in the hospital I work at, I squeezed my eyes trying to calm myself. Thank goddess the lights were very dim as to not hurt my eyes.

I pressed the switch kept near my hand and in seconds my colleague Dr. Robertson came in, "hey Fallon, how are you feeling?" He asked really concerned about me. I just motioned to the water on the table, he poured some water for me and brought close to my lips. I drank greedily and sat back up. He sat on the chair next to my bed and held my hand.

I gulped, " physically my head and back hurts. Emotionally, all I feel is fear, raw terror *gulp*" I didn't meet his eyes while saying those things.

I don't like to share my feelings with anyone but now..it wasn't something I could burry inside me. I had to let it out.

"It's normal Fallon, anyone in your position would have felt the same way. I talked to our boss, he told you to take some time off and rest, you'll have the regular payment and a nurse 24/7 by your side. You don't have to worry about anything..." I looked at him gratefully and smiled at him

"Thanks Liam you're really a very good friend. I am happy to have you as a part of my life" I smiled and squeezed his hands softly. He smiled back, "what are friends for silly? Anyway other than that, you have concussion and heavy bruises on your back. It's too early to tell what else your going through mentally but Dr.Kimb will be there to assist you. I have booked your appointment with her for next week, I'll text you the details. Above all I would be handling your patients till you recover" I chuckled nodding.

After some more talks he left me to attend other people.

How funny is it, people who I thought would care for me ended up hurting me the most and people with whom I don't usually talk with are the people who care about me. I sighed not wanting to let the dark memories bring me down again, I layed down and soon I drifted into a dreamless slumber.

I woke up to side caressing of my cheeks, I leaned into it wanting to take more warmth. I slowly opened my eyes to see mom and her husband looking at me worriedly.

"Mom? Dad? What are you guys doing here?" I asked hoarsely and sat up on my bed. Mom helped me up, "how are you feeling baby?" Mom asked me, I couldn't say the truth so I did what I have perfected over the years, I smiled softly yet convincingly, "I am okay mom but why are you here?" I ask

"We got the news about you and got here as soon as we could, what happened baby?" Dad asked rage clear in his eyes. I was hesitant to tell them, I didn't wanna burden them with my problems," I don't think you should know..." I said not wanting to meet their eyes.

"Sweety, I know what your thinking.... But please tell us what happened, maybe we could help you in some way" mom said in her soft voice, I sighed not wanting to argue with her now, "I don't feel like talking about that now mom.. please" both of them nodded their head understandingly.