Just as sleep was knocking at her door a different type of knock came from the real world. Groaning at the notification sound she stood up on her hands and looked over at the phone on the coffee table. Scrambling for the device she struggled to get it due to being too lazy to move off her couch.
Once she got a hold of it she opened her notifications only to be surprised by the number of messages she received from her best friend. A bit distraught by the overwhelming number of them she made haste to dial her friend.
Ring Ring
"Layla, I am so sorry I-"
"Robin where the heck have you been? Are you alright?"
"Y-Yeah I am. Why did something happen?"
She asked her frantic friend concerned that she might have been in some sort of danger or hurt.
"What do you mean what happened? What happened is that I found myself playing maid of honour to your evil sister, not to mention waking up to seeing my best friend's face pasted on every news channel. Robin what the hell is going on?!"
"Wait, go back what did you mean playing maid of honour for my sister?"
She asked confused. The last time she checked the wedding was cancelled due to the groom's infidelity. So why in the world was she complaining about it?
"Oh my gosh, Robin. I am so sorry I thought you knew"
"Knew what Layal?"
"Marcey and Victor got married"
It was at that moment she felt her heart fall to her stomach. An indescribable feeling washed over her in waves. Nearly dropping the phone to the floor her hands shook as a nauseating feeling came over her.
"Robin are you still there? Hello, are you alright?!"
Layla grew worried at Robin's silence and began to call out to her friend but the words were muted by the static-like noise coming from her ears. She felt her body grow heavy all of a sudden, her vision turned foggy and the feeling of dread showered her.
Layla's calls grew louder as did her worry. Hearing her friend pleading for her she shook her head in an attempt to clear her mind of the deafening sound in her head she composed herself bringing the phone back to her ear.
"U-Um, sorry I kinda...lost you there. What were you saying?"
"What happened the night of the wedding? Why wasn't it you walking down the aisle?"
What could she say to that? That her cheating fiance was the cause, that her greedy sister who was always in competition with her wanted her man, or that her mother was right and no man would ever love someone so fat?
"It's, it's complicated"
"No, Robin it's not. Tell me what happened and the truth"
Robin knew there was no getting out of this, her friend was not the kind to easily let go of things. Sighing out loud she told her the truth.
"He cheated on me. That's it"
"What, with who?"
"My sister."
"Oh no, Robin"
"It's fine, it isn't that big of the deal. Plenty of fish in the sea. Off to the next and all that"
She swiftly lied to her friend pretending to be unaffected by all this. However, on her side she had tears lining her eyes threatening to fall but she refused to shed a single tear for the man who ruined her.
"...Robin I know what you're going through right now is hard and I know you're a strong woman but you don't have to lie with me. You know I'm always gonna be there for you and will never judge you so, please don't shut yourself from me of all people"
"I know."
She whispered to her friend Layla reciprocated with a soft hum. The two sat in silence waiting for the other to speak.
"Hey, Layla"
"Yeah?"
"There are, there a few things that are going to happen and I won't be able to tell you about them yet."
"Okay?"
"But I promise you once everything is solved I will explain it all to you, so for now I just really need you to trust me."
"Is this about the scandal thing?"
"Yeah"
"...Okay, though I don't know what is going on, I'll trust you"
The tears she had been holding in since yesterday night and this morning when she opened her eyes finally spilt, she sat alone in her room on her couch silently weeping to herself.
"Thank you"
Her voice came out broken and raspy but she felt better after consulting her closest friend and only ally.
Dropping her phone onto the bed she lay beside it with her face facing the ceiling. After her emotional outburst, she and Layla spent a few hours talking about useless things and reminiscing about their past.
Turning to her window she noticed the night sky now in place of the blue she had woken up to.
Wow, did that much time pass already?
Getting up from her bed she walked toward the window looking out to the streets with their pedestrians down below. Shifting her eyes up at the buildings she saw a billboard with a model on one of them, catching her reflection in the window she immediately stepped back.
She could not help but slightly feel inferior and disgusted with her body. Deciding to begin packing her things instead of dwelling on things she could not change she closed her curtains and walked to her dresser.
Low self-esteem was not one of her major problems at the moment. She had to get both her mind and body prepared for what was yet to come tomorrow and she was far from ready.
Strive forward Robin, strive forward.
Climbing a mechanic staircase, Robin winced with each step. After her discharge from the hospital, she was made to take physical therapy since she had been lying in bed for so long. It was a bit odd for her to be relearning how to walk at her age, but she needed to get back to who she was before."Alright, Mrs Acres. That is it for today. You did a great job"Her trainer complimented ending the session. Smiling at him with relief she could not be happier to be finished. "Thank you, Seb. Especially for coming all the way here"Unstraping the belt around her waist she threw it aside before placing her hands on her waist in exhaustion. "That is no problem at all. Besides, who else can brag about being in the infamous house of the Ethan Acres? I'll be telling this story for generations"Laughing at the joke she held a hand up to her lips. While the two were busy laughing they did not notice someone else entering the room. "I see you two are enjoying yourselves"Surprised at the voice t
Walking through the familiar large door Robin looked back at the man helping her up the stairs. His expression was somewhat solemn and dare she assume sad. She had no idea just what went on during the past three months of her hospitalisation for him to have a drastic change. Though he had always shown kindness towards her, these days it seemed that he was being extra cautious and caring. Like the time he peeled her orange for her, or when he was constantly asking if she needed anything during their ride home. They were little things and yet they seemed so sweet. What took the cake was when he brought her a bouquet of her favourite flowers, daisies. Out of all the gifts she had received while at the hospital, his was the best of them all. Recalling the gesture she smiled to herself. As they made their way to the bedroom, Robin turned to the left side where her room was. "Where are you going?"Ethan asked with a scowl. She looked up at him in confusion before answering with the most
Groaning awake her eyes fluttered open. Blinking away the fuzzy cloud over her eyes she tried to bring her hand over to help relieve the strain in her eyes, but something prevented her from doing so. Looking over at her hand she saw a larger, much rougher hand desperately clinging to hers. Looking up to the owner of the hands she froze at the full, head of dark hair sitting atop the bed. Although his face was out of view she easily recognized the man. That familiar warmth his hand brought, the large frame hunched over with slow steep breaths rising and falling at each breath he took. How could she ever forget the man she fell so in love with?She sat that for a while just staring at his hair, a small smile hovering on her lips. She had no idea just how much time had passed but it did not matter to her. She could spend years just watching him sleep and would feel satisfied with that alone.Noticing his shoulders shake awake she remained still, only observing the way his muscles moved.
"Oh, my dear little flower!"In rushed a worried Jen with arms out wide in a hug. Opening her arms to welcome the embrace the two held onto each other. Breaking from the comfort Robin smiled up at her."Madame Pourrie, thank you for coming"A tired yet happy Robin said to the well-dressed woman. She wore a large fur coat with a frilling top and a tight long skirt, topped with a top hat tilted to the side. Robin chuckled to herself at the older woman. who else other than the Madame would dress in such a fancy manner?"Pish, posh child did I not tell you to stop calling me that?"She reprimanded the dark-haired woman, slapping her on the arm forgetting she was an active patient. "Madame! She's a sick patient. You can't just hit her like that!"Laurelyn yelled at the former lady as she rushed into the room before pushing her aside to tend to Robin. Gazing down at the poor young woman in her bed she gave her a look of concern as she rubbed her arm where the Madame hit her."Oh, my apolo
It's dark. I feel cold. My body feels heavy as if it's floating in the dark abyss of the ocean. What is this feeling? This lonely, stuffy feeling. I feel like I'm forgetting something. Or was it someone? Why can't I move my fingers, or wiggle my toes? Why can't I open my lips to speak? Ah, my eyes are heavy, I can't open them. Just... What is this?"I should have listened to you"Who is that? "Robin, please wake up. It's all my fault"Who is this person and why does their voice sound so familiar?"I'm so sorry."What are they sorry for? Do I know this person? "Even if you don't forgive me, I'll do whatever it takes for you to forgive me. Just please wake up"Forgive them? What could they have done that is deserving of my forgiveness? And what did they mean I should wake up? "Please, Robin."Wait, I feel like I know them somehow. The way they call my name, that low tone, that sends shivers done my spine. Wait, I think I know this person. What was their name again? Oh, I think it wa
Blankly looking up at the man before him for what felt like hours, Damien finally snapped out of his daze and without missing a note burst out laughing."Pfft, hahaha! Oh wow, to think it would be you of all people. What an unexpected turn of events"He spoke with a smirk as tears lined the corner of his eyes. To say he was surprised would be a lie, he had a hunch the very person who was retelling him of his offence in such leisure could be none other than the very husband of the woman he had wronged."Well, damn. Although I am a bit surprised at this I can't say I didn't see it coming. I mean, I'd also be jealous if my wife went out to meet her ex in a private setting like a restaurant."He grinned up at the male staring down at him. And that is all Ethan did, stare with a blank face. There was no sign of any emotion written on his face nor could there be any anger felt in the room. If anything he seemed calm and unbothered by Damien's taunting words. A bit too calm.But that did not
The septic smell of pure alcohol and medicine was so potent it could easily make one drowsy. Making his way past the white walls and waiting area with seats filled to the brim of patients waiting for their turn, a tired Alec stopped in front of a sickeningly white door. To his right written in bold black letters was a name tag. Mrs Acres.He sighed dropping his head to the floor before heaving a large breath. Raising his head he braced himself as he lifted a hand to the door.From the inside of the room, the sound of a gentle yet firm knock could be heard. The foreign sound is a contrast to the silent beeps of the monitor."Come in"Upon hearing the command Alec entered the room. Closing the door behind him the man orderly placed his hands in front. The bright yellow file in his hand stood out from the interior white walls. Everything inside seemed so artificial as though it was not even real, everything except the man sitting beside the bed, hunched over a small frame that laid still
Driving down the city streets the bright city lights flashed by like shooting stars. The different lights blurred together at the speed Ethan drove, making it seem like one was in the middle of a rainbow. Behind the wheel, the man knit his brows together in worry. Immediately after hearing about Robin's accident he hurriedly made his way down his car and drove without hesitance. It was as if his body moved on its own as before he knew it he was already behind the wheel and on the road. "Come on, get out of the way!"He growled at the driver ahead of him repeatedly beeping for them to speed up or get out of his way. His head was muddled up with all sorts of thoughts running through his head. His heart was racing faster than a horse on a race track and his mind could hardly keep up. At the hospital, a team of nurses rushed an injured and concussed Robin down to the operating room. Her eyes were bloodied and unfocused she could only make out the outlines of people surrounding her and
With his face to the side, a stinging sensation made its way through his cheek. He looked at Robin who only glared up at him with tears in her eyes before storming out of the room and slamming the door shut. with a hand on his cheek, he flexed his jaw to ease the sting in his cheek. Groaning in irritation he leaned back on his desk. Running a hand through his hair he swept the stray locks back only for them to slowly fall back over his forehead. Sighing he looked back to his tablet. Grabbing it he began going over the files Alec had gotten him about Damien.According to his findings, the man was a convicted felon with multiple charges of assault, robbery, breaking and entering. This guy had so many charges going as far as being caught selling drugs and being involved with some nasty people in the underworld. It seemed that he and Robin use to be in a relationship some years ago but it ended when he disappeared with some of her money. For some reason or another, he was back in the c