Michael’s eyes get wider with each passing second.
My throat tightens and my whole body starts to feel numb.
Oh God, what’s happening?
Why do I feel so weird?
My vision blurs further as I feel myself start to lean to one side.
Shocked murmurs from people around us assault my ears, and the last thing I hear are gasps before my eyes shut and my world goes dark.
Chapter Seventeen
A little peace
“Is she going to be okay?” I hear Michael ask as my world starts to come back into focus.
I keep my eyes closed and allow myself a few more moments of peace from his controlling and abusive world.
“She should be, but we won’t be one hundred percent sure until she wakes up.”
“Oh God.” I can hear the worry in Michael’s voice, but I don’t feel any sympathy for him.
He caused this.
He is destroying me, one day at a time.
He deserves to be fucking worried.
“Can I stay with her?”
“I’m afraid not. I’ve already let you stay longer than you’re meant to.”
“But, she will want me here. I can’t just leave her on her own.” Now he’s panicked, and I pray that whoever it is talking to him that they don’t change their mind.
“We will phone you if there is any need to when she wakes up. For now though, Lucy just needs to rest.”
I could hug whoever it is that is standing their ground. Maybe this is one person who can see past Michael’s bullshit ‘nice guy’ act. “Visiting starts at eleven in the morning, so you are welcome to come back then unless we phone you.”
“Please, Doctor. I just want to be with her,” Michael pleads.
Doctor?
What the hell is going on?
“I understand that but I’m sorry, you need to leave, now. I’m afraid I can’t authorise you staying here because Lucy’s condition isn’t classed as critical.”
Condition?
Oh God, what’s wrong with me?
My mind goes into overdrive thinking about all of the possibilities.
Michael sighs loudly. “Fine.” He sounds pissed off, and I thank my lucky stars that I won’t be at home with him to be his punching bag tonight.
I hear footsteps shuffling around before a door clicks open and then slams shut a few seconds later.
I slowly count to ten before opening my eyes. It takes me a few minutes to adjust to dim lighting and I look around the small room.
