All Chapters of Craving Daddy's Bestfriend : Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

~Sebastian's POV~My eyes opened slowly. The bright hospital lights hurt. Everything was white and clean and smelled like medicine.I tried to move but my body felt heavy. Like I was made of stone. How long have I been sleeping for me to be this weak?"Sebastian?" I heard my mother's voice. "Sebastian, can you hear me?"I turned my head toward her voice. Hellena was sitting next to my bed. Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying."Mom?" My voice came out almost like a whisper."Oh, thank God," she said, grabbing my hand. "You're awake. You're finally awake. I thought my eyes were deceiving me. You are finally awake."I looked around the room. Alfonso was there too, standing by the window. Even Lucy was in the corner, which surprised me. We had never been close."How long?" I asked."Three weeks," Hellena said. "You've been unconscious for three weeks. We thought... we thought we might lose you."My head felt foggy. I remembered bits and pieces. The hospital. The pain. But everyth

~Sebastian's POV~I lay in bed pretending to sleep, scared of making any noise that would attract the person in the room. I peeked from the corner of my eyes while they were closed. How I did it, I don't know. Maybe survival instincts kicked in.Alfonso came into my line of view. He stared menacingly at me. He kept looking at the beeping machine and for a second, I thought he would unplug the oxygen not that I needed it.But from his perspective, he would think I did. " You should have never woken up. I will never allow you to destroy my family. Never." He walks closer picked a pillow, waved in front of me.Brought it lower and then stopped. " No, there would be better time for this later. For now, I need you to save my son." He drops the pillow and then stalks off.Thirteen more minutes later, the door opened quietly. A small woman in scrubs came in. She had kind eyes and moved very carefully."Mr. Lockhart?" she whispered."Yes.""I'm Sarah Johnson, Detective Morrison sent me."I

~Sebastian's POV~Our arrival at the safe house calmed my blazing heart. The house was a small cabin in the woods. It was old but looked surprisingly clean. Morrison parked the car behind some trees so no one could see it from the road."This is it," he said pointing at the cabin in front of us.We went inside, and there was a kitchen, a living room, and two bedrooms. Everything was simple but comfortable. It was beyond my expectations although I didn't know what I was expecting."You'll be safe here," Morrison said cutting me from my thoughts. "No one knows about this place except me and a few trusted people."I sat down on the couch. My body still felt weak from months in the hospital."How long do I have to stay here?" I asked."Until we build a strong enough case. Could be days, could be weeks."Morrison went to the kitchen and made coffee. The smell reminded me of mornings with Lilith."Tell me about the evidence you have on my family," I finally asked to distract my wandering th

~Sebastian's POV~Three days after the arrests, I finally felt ready to face the hardest task of all. I had to free my father from the psychiatric hospital where my family had kept him prisoner for the past months.Morrison drove me to Greenfield Mental Health Facility. It was a gray, depressing-looking building that looked more like a prison than a hospital."Are you sure about this?" Morrison asked as we parked."He's been locked up for crimes he didn't commit. My mother had him declared mentally incompetent so she could control everything.""What if he really is sick?""Then I'll make sure he gets proper care. But not here. Not in this place. I mean look at this place."I couldn't express how grateful I was to have Morrison by my side. Even Marcus, my supposed best friend, hadn't bothered to check on me through any of this.We went inside the hospital, and the smell was horrible. I wondered how anyone could ever bring their family members to such a place for treatment.The nurses l

~Lilith's POV~"Scott! Jamie! Come inside for lunch!" I called out from the kitchen window.Two little boys came running across the garden. Jamie was five years old with Sebastian's blue eyes and my red hair while Scott was with dark hair and my green eyes with a touch of my stubborn personality."Mummy, we were building a fort!" Scott said, his clothes covered in dirt."A really big fort!" Jamie added, holding up his muddy hands proudly."I can see that," I laughed. "Go wash your hands first."Our house was a beautiful estate outside the city. Sebastian had bought it after we got married five years ago. He said he wanted our children to grow up somewhere peaceful, away from the darkness of his family's past.He had refused to return to New York since I didn't want to go back there. He's such a sweet man. I am indeed blessed.As for the Lockharts, they were all still in prison. Hellena had been sentenced to life for multiple murders. Alfonso got life as well. Lucy received twenty-five