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When he was sure his friends had all left, Helios swiftly got out of his bed and made his way to the garage. Hopping on his bike, he drove to the hospital, where he knew MJ would be spending her last night.He would prove ittothem, Helios thought doggedly. He would show them they were all wrong. MJ was not broken. He would know if she was. And she wasn’t. He was the reason she lived, the same way she was the reason why he lived. She might have forgotten that, but he hadn’t.
When he got to the hospital, he began to shout, “MJ.”
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“Ms. Cartwright? I’mterribly sorry to wake you up, but I think you need to know...”
Groggily, MJ pushed herself up. “What is it?” she asked worriedly, seeing the flustered look on the nurse’s face. On the bed next to hers, MJ saw Katya stir awake at the commotion. She had insisted that she was fine on her own, but Katya and Ioniko had still taken turns sleeping with her. It was the most humbling feeling, knowing that after all these years, she finally had a real family.
If only...
But she didn’t allow herself to continue the thought.
The nurse rushed towards the windows and pulling the curtains back, she said, “Perhaps...you’d like to see for yourself? I don’t think Mr. Andreadis will stop until he hears from you.”
MJ was stunned. “Helios?” Her eyes flew to the wall clock. It was three-thirty in the morning. What was Helios Andreadis doing here?
She and Katya walked to the windows, and MJ paled when she saw Helios waving a gun, forcing everyone to keep back. “How long has he been doing that?” she whispered.
“About five minutes,” the nurse answered, her tone half envious, half worried. It was clear she found the idea of Helios paying MJ a midnight call very romantic. Crazy, too, but still.
Helios was shouting her name again. When she looked down, she saw that Helios was looking up at her.
“I love you, MJ.”
Oh no.
Helios waited with bated breath for MJ to answer, but she only stared at him from the second floor, her eyes heavy with misery.
Ah, God, Helios thought. The sight of those miserable violet eyes was going to send him to an early grave. Was he the reason she was sad? Was he the one keeping her from moving on? Was he the selfish one here, forcing himself on her when clearly all he reminded her of were the very worst memories?
Just one more chance, he told himself. One chance to make her realize she loved him and if she still didn’t—
“MJ,” he shouted again when he saw her about to turn her back.
He almost believed she was going to ignore him by the time she faced him again. It had taken her so long to reappear by the window. Guessing he had two, three minutes max to do what he came here for before the police arrived, he shouted, “I’m going to prove to you I love you.”
MJ didn’t say a thing.
He pointed towards the ten-foot walls of the hospital. “See that?” he shouted. “I’m going to fly over that for you, MJ. It’s my way of proving you that I love you.” As he said the words, a part of Helios warned him that while he might have been able to do that sober, he was not exactly sober right now.
He shrugged the worry away.
“Here I go, brat. Watch me fly for yooooouuuuu—”
Heart in her throat, MJ watched Helios maneuver his bike to face the wall.
Katya was distressed. “Won’t you try to stop him?”
Slowly, MJ whispered, “I don’t have a right to stop him.”
“But he’s doing it for you!”
“I didn’t ask him to do it.”
Katya shook her head. “Why have you become so cold, MJ? I don’t understand you.” She walked hurriedly towards the door. “If you’re not going to stop him, I will. For you. He’s the man you once loved. I can’t believe you’ve really forgotten that.”
The door slammed shut behind Katya.
