Chapter 54.
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"Alex," Clyde repeated my name as I began sobbing. I didn't reply and I heard him walk over to me before I felt his hand rub my head as his other hand grabbed my shoulder. "Listen to me, he's okay." I stopped and blinked.
"'Okay'?" I looked at him lifting my arm to wipe my tears. He grinned.
"More than okay; he woke up."
"He woke up?" My voice was mixed with Ben's.
"He woke up." Clyde grinned as he nodded.
I stared at him feeling my heart pond in my chest.
"Really?" I whispered.
"I would not lie to you about this. Really." Clyde said.
I gave a cough of laughter as I ran my hands through my hair. Clyde chuckled as he hugged me.
"I'll lock the safe." Ben said.
I had completely forgotten about that. I nodded before I walked out and Clyde followed me. We drove to the hospital in his car and we ran up to the floor Sergio was on before I stopped and held grabbed Clyde's shoulder to stop him.
"He's okay?" I repeated looking at him.
He looked down the hall towards the waiting room.
"As okay as he can be right now." He said biting his lip.
I frowned looking down the hall before I made my way towards Sergio's room. I stepped in slowly, wondering where his mother was when I found that there was no one but him in the room. I held my breath as I stared at him. His bed was tilted helping him sit up and he was staring towards the window. I gave a squeak of a laugh finally letting myself believe he was awake and his eyes snapped to me. His hand tightened around the bottle of water in his hands.
"Sergio." I smiled as I reached his bed.
He stared at me blankly before he leaned back a little, his arm rising as if he was trying to shield himself.
"Doctor? Nurse?" He asked running his narrowed eyes over me. "You – you're not in uniform..." He mumbled.
I felt my heart sink. No. No. The doctor had said there was a huge possibility that if he woke up he would have some type of brain injury. This wasn't happening. I shook my head.
"Uh – no. I don't work here... I'm-I'm Alex... You know me." I said, my voice laced with the desperation I felt.
He shook his head slowly; he looked confused and a little unsettled by my presence. This couldn't be happening right now. I sank into the chair beside him and leaned my head on the edge of his bed as I felt more tears run down my face. I had never felt the way I had in the past few weeks in my life and every time things seemed to be getting better it would just get worse. It was a terrible rollercoaster. I clenched my fist trying to hold back or at least quieten my sobs.
I froze as I felt his hand run through my hair slowly.
"Alexander, I'm joking." his voice sounded more guilty than amused.
I stopped. Is he fucking serious? I grit my teeth as I wiped my eyes but I didn't look up.
"Alex... Seriously, I'm alright." He gave a nervous laugh, "I know who you are, I love you."
I looked up at him and he bit his lip as he leaned further back from me. He actually looked scared.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist... The doctor told me amnesia had been a serious possibility... so I had to..." he mumbled.
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The Lord's Favourite Dealer (BoyxBoy)
General FictionAlexander Richardson is a nineteen-year-old attorney in the making. He spent his childhood reading through his father's law books. When his parents died and the killer was never found or convicted, Alex began focusing his entire being on getting one...