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“I’m hurrying as fast as I can. The damn traffic lights aren’t cooperating,” he says without a hello.
“Meet us at Spring Valley Memorial. Bellamy is with me and we’re taking him together.”
Luke curses and I hear tires squeal. “On my way.” The line goes dead, and I’m left with nothing but the sounds of Tobias’s groans and Bellamy trying to reassure him.
We are at the hospital in minutes, but Tobias is looking pale by the time we rush him inside. Hospital staff see the blood, and everyone jumps into action to get him to the back.
“What happened?” a nurse calls as she’s leading the gurney through the doors.
“We don’t know yet,” I shout. But the doors shut before we can say anything else, and Bellamy and I stand alone in the waiting room, covered in Tobias’s blood.
I pull her into my arms, and she takes big shuddering breaths against my chest.
“He’s going to be OK, love,” I say, trying to convince myself at the same time.
She looks up at me with sad eyes and I wipe at a smear of blood on her cheek with my thumb.
“Owen, I didn’t get to tell him I love him. What if I never get the chance?”
Chapter thirty-three
Chapter 32
Bellamy
Istareatthepile of bloody clothes on the bathroom floor as I wrap a fluffy towel around me. Knowing it’s Tobias’s blood makes my stomach churn, and I fight back another bout of tears. I’m no good to anyone if I keep crying.
An hour ago, Luke physically carried me out of the hospital on Owen’s order, despite my protests. I’m surprised people didn’t think I was being kidnapped. Meanwhile, Owen went to meet up with Matteo and Victor to figure out what happened, and Tobias underwent surgery.
Leaving was heartbreaking, and I want to be there when he wakes up. But the doctors say it’s going to take hours, and now that I’m at Luke and Zara’s house, and out of the shower, I’m glad Owen forced the issue.
In the guest room, I find a stack of clothes waiting on me with a note from Zara.
Didn’t know what you might want to wear, so I grabbed a little of everything. XOXO, Zara.
It was sweet of her to get my things. I’m blessed to have them as family.
I pull on clean underwear and then select a pair of yoga pants and a soft t-shirt before I put the other clothes on the dresser and lay across the bed.
Laying down might have been a bad idea. Sleep sounds good, but it doesn’t come. Instead, I’m flooded with memories of Tobias bleeding all over Owen’s back seat. He looked so pale when they finally got him onto a gurney.
“I love you, Tobias.”
It’s a whispered plea for him to be OK.
I wish I’d said it while I was holding him on the way to the hospital, or when he left me with Owen. I wish I’d pushed the issue and said it on the phone.
I wish, I wish, I wish.
Now all I can do is pray he survives surgery so I can tell him as soon as he wakes up.
A soft knock has me sitting up, and Zara pokes her head in the door. “Hey sweetie. I brought you a sandwich and some water.”
She opens the door all the way and brings in a plate and a bottle of water, and I take both and put them on the nightstand. My appetite is non-existent, but my logical brain says I should try to eat.
Zara sits on the edge of the bed. “Any word from Owen?”
I twist the cap off the water. “Not yet. Did Luke join them after he brought me here?”
