Chapter 108 - I Just Want To See You

Speaking of which, did he know I was here?

As much as it was my instinct to call Dean to hear from him, now was not a good time. So instead I called my secretary to make adjustments to my schedule. Given that my vacation officially ended in probably now two days time, I would need an additional couple of days before I could go back to work.

The primary things to worry about was the art exhibition, my children's foundation, and my jewelry business. Thankfully the other businesses my parents owned and ran were not yet transferred to me. I would start actually working those after the new year.

I was in the middle of the calls when my dad slipped in. I could not really see him but the red hair was easy to make out. He came over and gave me a kiss on the head before getting settled on the couch.

He had brought over bags of things that I assume would be for him and my mom. Most of what I needed the hospital provided. After I ended the call he came over to hug me. "How are you feeling?" He rubbed my head gently and though his eyes held a gentleness for me, I could see the simmering anger still boiling in him. 

"I am much better than earlier thankfully. But I think the medication is making me drowsy." When the doctors had come in earlier I thought it was the early morning but it was just a bit later into the afternoon. So my 'lunch' was just whatever was in the IV.

Now it is close to when we normally eat dinner and while the swelling has gone down quite a bit, I was still unsure if they would let me have normal food. My neck feels smaller but my eyes for sure were still swollen. But with the timed medication drips, I might just fall asleep before getting a chance to eat anything.

As I fought my tiredness, my parents decided to switch shifts leaving my dad with me while my mom went home to rest and take care of my grandparents. Thankfully within a few minutes of the switch, the nurses came in to check on my medication and IV line before leaving to get the doctor. Dr. King came back and she inspected my throat and charted any changes. "The swelling has gone down well but not enough to where I feel comfortable just letting you eat. So we will stick to what we have been doing and we will revisit this in the morning."

Having heard that I decided to just let myself sleep since food was not coming my way tonight. 

By the time I woke up again it was around 5AM and I could actually open my eyes. I could feel the bruising on my face but there was little to no pressure remaining. I glanced over and saw my Dad fully knocked out. I took the opportunity to look at the messages I ignored the day before.

Rachel and Noemi texted to see if I could have lunch with them and when I did not respond they just asked me to call when I was not busy. Dean also texted me as well. 'I heard. Call me when you get the chance.'

I flushed a bit, embarrassed that he knew but looking at the hospital now that I could see, it made sense how. It was the hospital his family owned. Dante surprisingly did not call nor text but some unknown number did. It was mainly taunts about winning and wishing I died. 

I did not have to be Sherlock Holmes to know who was behind it. The person who landed me in the hospital was more than likely behind it but as to what I had done to deserve it. I did not know.

I screenshotted the messages and forwarded them to my parents legal team. I then blocked the number choosing not to respond or engage. Based on the time the messages were sent, and the fact that none came after a certain point, this person probably got arrested already. But having extra evidence never hurt. 

I trusted Rachel and Noemi so I messaged them about me being in the hospital due to the high school incident 2.0 but that I was fine and we can talk when they got up. I then texted Dean that I was up and he immediately called. 

His voice was soft and raspy from just waking up. "How are you doing?" I lowered the volume even more just in case my dad woke up. But doing so meant it felt like Dean was whispering in my ear so it made my heart flutter a bit. "I am doing ok. Still swollen but they said I can be discharged in a week."

I heard some rustles before Dean responded again. His voice echoed a bit which told me he might have entered another room. "So much worse than last time then. Damn just what did that psychopath give you." He grumbled and while I felt a bit sad at the memory of my previous attack I knew he too was just as upset at it happening again. "Just as a heads up I am planning to stop by today. As much as I trust that you are fine I need to see it for myself."

My heart warmed at his words but then I got the chills from what my dad would think. "Ahh but maybe now is not the best time." I hoped he understood the implications of my words but he laughed softly. "Don't worry your dad knows I will be there, I ran into him the night you were admitted. I don't think he suspects anything other than us being friends. I also won't make things difficult for you. I just want to see you."

I heard clothes being moved around as he got ready. "I will text you when I arrive ok. Make sure you listen to the doctors so you can recover quicker."