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Before I could answer, the door opened and in walked a nurse, and before you knew it the room was filled with doctors and nurses, and I was pushed out of the room.

She hadn’t said yes. She hadn’t said no, but I had told her not to leave so that would mean something, wouldn’t it?

Chapter Fifty-eight

ALLIE

I had never been asked so many bloody questions. Apart from my aching head, I was fine. Well, I felt fine. Apart from the stomach ache and the aching head, it felt like someone had squashed my brain together with two frying pans.

It was beyond painful and the worse headache ever.

The doctors and nurses had left and as soon as they exited. Zane and Blake walked in.

I had never seen such a large grin on Blake’s face. He usually hid his emotions well, but he was honestly that happy, and it made me happy seeing it.

He was quick to engulf me in a hug. Basically, pulling me off the bed.

“You have no idea how worried you had me, Winters,” he whispered in my ear.

“Sorry,” I said as soon as I could breathe again when he let go of me. He pulled up a seat next to the bed and he took my hand with the IV in it. I don’t know why, but it felt like I was missing something when he took it, like my other hand felt colder or something.

“So, what have I missed?” I said, my voice still extremely raspy as I reached for my water. Well, Zane’s water.

“Nothing. I haven’t left here.” Blake shrugged.

“You’re joking, right?”

“No.”

“BLAKE!” I pulled my hand from his. “Seriously? You have been watching me passed out!”

“You were healing, Allie. You weren’t passed out. Anyway, I was telling you stories.”

“Explains some of my memories,” I muttered, feeling like I had relived my life fully once over. My eyes bounced off Blake and on to Zane. He was still here, and I didn’t know why.

He told me not to leave, but how did he know I was leaving? I hadn’t told anyone yet.

I watched him walk around the bed, and take the seat I had seen him in earlier. Right beside me. It was only when he took my hand that I realized what I had been missing earlier, when I felt like something was missing. Like my hand was colder. It was because I was used to him holding it.

“So, what about you, Zane?” I asked, turning my attention to him and not pulling my hand from his.

He linked his fingers with mine, seeming like holding my hand wasn’t enough. His eyes locked with mine and I had seen a glimpse of pain across his face, but never so deep in his eyes.

‘Missing you like fucking crazy.’His voice floated in my head. ‘You’ll be the death of me.’

I had forgotten he could do that. I remember now I was panicking about it with Jace and how at the meeting he was inside my head. I was terrified of it then. Wanting to hide everything from him. Now I wasn’t so scared.

‘I forgot you could do that,’I said back to him.

‘I know. I’m always the one to reach out to you. You never reach out for me.’ His voice was so warm, and I didn’t know what I had done for him to be nice to me.

“Can I talk to Allie?” Blake said, breaking mine and Zane’s conversation. “Alone,” he added. Looking directly at Zane.

‘I’m not leaving.’His voice filled my mind.‘I’m not leaving you with him. I know what he wants.’

‘Just go, Zane. It’s not like he’s going to hurt me.’

‘No.’His eyes hardened and were more determined holding onto my eyes.