Page 6 of The Greek's Retribution

Well, everything wasn’t fine because thirty minutes later, a different nurse came out and tells us they were taking Sabre into surgery. When I ask her why, she says she couldn’t give out that information unless I was family. Her ass had the nerve to look at all of us and determine that since Sabre was Black, we couldn’t have been her family. She quickly made a retreat before I could explain to her we were her family.

That disrespect only causes me to lose my shit. A couple of chairs and tables are broken before Sebastian has Jeeves big ass put me into a bear hug from behind, then head butts me in the back of the head, knocking me out.

As I’m coming to, I notice I’m not in the same waiting room as before, but a different one. Rubbing the back of my head, I turn to Zar who is sitting next to me.

“Where are we?”

He folds the newspaper in his hand, then places it on his lap. “We’re on the ninth floor. Father reached out to one of his contacts and made sure when Sabre came out of surgery to have her on a secured floor. No one can get access to this floor without our say-so. How’s your head?

Feeling the knot in the back of it I reply, “It hurts like a motherfucker. Where’s Sabre? Did the doctors say anything?”

Zar lets out a deep breath. “No, they still won’t tell us anything, but she’s in the room over there. I saw her when they brought her up. Her vitals look strong.”

“Okay,” I tell him before I stand. “Let me go apologize to Sebastian and Yiannis for making a scene.”

Zar grabs my wrist. “Don’t worry about it. They know what you were going through and don’t hold it against you. Shit, every one of us would’ve done the same thing if we were in your position. Just go in and see your woman.”

I lock my other hand around his that’s on my wrist and give it a strong squeeze. Zar is like a brother to me, so I know his words are true.

Removing my hand, then heading to the door to Sabre’s room, I lower my head in respect to Sebastian and Yiannis. They return the gesture before I push open the door to see Sabre in the hospital bed. She looks as if she’s sleeping. There are tubes running from her arms and from under the sheets. The monitor beeps to a rhythmic tone to her strong heartbeat.

Going to the side of her bed, I take her hand in mine, then kiss the back side of it.

“Baby, it’s me. I’m here,” I whisper as I caress her hand.

Sabre’s eyes move behind her eyelids.

“Sabre wake up, love.”

Her eyes flutter before she opens them, looking around the room, trying to focus. When her eyes adjust to the light, they fall onto me.

“Xander,” she says in a raspy voice.

I fight back my tears to respond, “Hey lady”

“Where...where am I?” she questions.

“You’re at Rush, baby. I found you at the condo passed out in the bathroom in a puddle of blood. What happened?”

Just as she was just about to answer, the door to the room opens with a doctor and nurse walking in.

“Aw, Ms. Tompkins, glad to see that you are awake. I’m Doctor Abrahams. How are you feeling?” he asks going over to the monitor, then scribbling on his pad.

“Okay, I guess” Sabre replies. “I’m a little confused as to why I’m here.”

Dr. Abrahams looks over at the nurse then at me then back to Sabre. “Ms. Tompkins, I’d like to talk to you about what we found, but I have to ask if you would like your visitor leave the room while I tell you about your condition.”

See, here we go again with the disrespect. I am not Sabre’s fucking visitor. I can feel the heat of my anger move from the tips of my toes to my face. Sabre must’ve seen my expression change, because she immediately says, “He can stay.”

“Yeah, I can stay,” I declare, glaring at Dr. Abrahams.

Dr. Abrahams lets out a deep breath as he shuffles through the papers. “Okay, then. Well, Ms. Tompkins you had a miscarriage.”

Sabre and I both gasp at the same time. What the fuck?

Dr. Abrahams continues, “It appears you were almost five weeks gestation and maybe due to some kind of stress related issues, you lost the baby.

Honestly, you could’ve knocked me over with a feather at that moment. I know that was my baby. Sabre was in Dallas nearly five weeks ago and we didn’t use any protection. When she first came to Dallas I had already pulled up her last test results and mine, so we both were clean. We never used condoms after we first got together back in the day for the same reason and also she was getting the shot. My baby, my child, my first born was gone. Here I was thinking she might’ve been shot but the whole time Sabre was losing our child. What the fuck is going on?

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