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“Don’t worry. You can have the room for as long as you need it.”
Hil looked embarrassed.
“That wasn’t why I was asking.”
Staring at him again, it was clear that that wasn’t what he was asking.
“Right. No, I’m sure it will be at least a couple of days. The doctor told me that she looks a lot worse than she is. Luckily, it’s mostly scratches and bruises. She escaped a lot of the internal damage that might have made things tricky. But she’s not completely out of the woods. I’ll be heading back in the morning to check on her,” I said, again being overcome by regret.
“Please, give her my best.”
I stared at him. The pain in his eyes told me that he really did think that what happened to my mother was his fault. I couldn’t understand why. He wasn’t the one who had crashed into her or had left the scene of the crime. He was the one who called the ambulance that rescued her.
I tightened my lips and nodded before turning toward my mother’s bedroom and leaving Hil in my wake. Opening the door at the end of the hall, I didn’t look back. I desperately wanted to, but I didn’t want to get too attached. He could be gone by the time I woke up and I was tired of having my heart broken.
Trust was an issue for me and it didn’t help that the person I thought I could trust the most had allowed me to live a lie. So I wasn’t going to let myself feel something for Hil no matter how gorgeous his eyes were. I had to protect myself from him.
But with the door locked behind me, I pictured him again. As soon as I did, my cock got hard. I placed my hand on it and squeezed.
This wasn’t the first time I had had feelings for a guy, but the other times hadn’t felt like this. I had had crushes, but this felt like more. And the more I felt, the more I knew I needed to fight it.
Trying to shake it from my mind, I stripped off my shirt and jeans and fell into my mother’s bed. It was weird being here. I hadn’t slept in it since I was a kid.
What I had told Hil was true. Dr. Tom, my mother’s doctor, had said that he thought my mother would fully recover. But what I hadn’t told Hil was how awful she looked. Purple bruises covered her fair skin. And pumped with painkillers, she stared at me as if I wasn’t there.
My mother had always been so strong. So full of life. I used to think of her has being “too much”. Now I would give anything to have her back to the way she was.
There had to be a reason she hadn’t told me that I had brothers, right? And why she had always refused to tell me anything about my father? There had to be.
But none of that was important now. The only thing that mattered was that she got better. And I was going to do whatever I had to to make that happen.
Sitting in the waiting room the next morning, images danced through my mind. Would Mama look better? Worse? Were the drugs that she was on masking a head injury that would rob her of her spirit?
I barely slept the night before thinking about it. I had been a fool to fight with her. I would now give anything to take it back.
“Mr. Shearer?” the stout, dark-skinned woman said from behind the receptionist desk.
Getting up, I quickly stood in front of her.
“That’s me,” I said with my heart thumping in my throat.
“You can go back now,” she said, barely looking at me.
Was her uneasy eye contact because things had not gone well overnight? Heat washed through me considering the possibility.
“She was moved to room 201. That’s on the second floor. Would you like directions?”
“You changed her room?”
The woman’s tired eyes met mine. After only a second, they popped back down to the sheet in front of her.
“It says here that she was moved due to an upgrade in her status. It’s a good thing,” she said with a practiced smile.
“Thank you,” I said relieved and headed towards the stairs.
I didn’t like the smell of hospitals. It smelled like death. I knew that too well. I couldn’t take losing my mother. And as much as I tried not to think about it, the thought flooded my mind as I crossed the halls.
When I found room 201, I reached for the knob and paused. I really couldn’t take it if Mama’s condition had taken a turn for the worse. This whole thing was a nightmare. My heart raced and my breath labored thinking about it.
