With the strength of Hercules, I open both eyes and see a hazy man in a white doctor’s coat with Mom standing at the end of the bed.I follow the finger and sip out of a straw before addressing him and mom.The cool liquid is exactly what I need at the moment.
“Mom, where’s Saylor?Where am I?”I see my mother look ashamed for some reason and then look down at her feet.“What’s wrong?”
“Honey, you’re in a private wing of the hospital—”
“Mr.Thorne, can you tell me what the last thing you remember is?”
I bring my eyes up to the ceiling and try hard to think back to last night, but I don’t get the chance because the door bursts open with Dad, Lincoln, and Reid all rushing in and pushing each other to get closer.
“It’s good to have you back, Bro.Three months is a long time to not see your scowling face,” Reid jokes.
I’m not in the mood to deal with him, as my head feels like it’s on fire.Wait.Did he say three months?My eyes frantically search the room but don’t find my blue-eyed beauty.Where is she?
“Three months?What the fuck happened to me?”I demand, now that I’m able to talk a little better.
“Mr.Thorne, I’m going to need you to calm down and try to remember the last memory you had,” the doctor repeats again, but my mind is racing all over the place.
I try to rack my brain.Saylor.I remember having amazing morning sex, then meeting with Dr.Jordan, and then after that was seeing that horrible bottom feeder, Blaire.My brain is a little hazy but I continue on.
The threat.My stupid plan.The meeting at the restaurant with Saylor and it turning to shit.She left and I had to leave for a meeting in San Diego with Mitch.Not finding Saylor.Being in the back of the car.The ticking and the heat.
The explosion.
I was in an explosion.
“Saylor.I need to see Saylor, right now,” I say, and everyone stops as if they’re frozen in place.Did my world just hit a pause button?No one says anything, but everyone slants their eyes over to dad.Lincoln looks pissed and crosses his arms over his chest.
“Yeah,Dad, why don’t you answer that one,” Reid hisses.
“Reid don’t you start that right now.Your brother has just woken up and doesn’t need the added stress,” Mom chides him, but he’s not having it.
“What the fuck do you think is going to happen when he finds out,Mother?”He shakes his head.I’ve never seen Reid speak to our mom like this before.“Can’t you see he’s already worked up wondering about her?”
“Where is she?”I ask interrupting their hateful banter like I’m not in the room.
“Son,” my father starts, but there’s a hint of remorse in his voice.“There was a big misunderstanding and I’m afraid—”
He’s interrupted as the door flings open, and a woman wheeling in a wheelchair comes barreling in.I notice right away that it’s Tina, and Mitch is the one in the chair.
“Mr.Thorne, we came as soon as we heard,” Tina says, a little out of breath like she just ran here.She maneuvers the wheelchair past the others and catches my father’s foot as she comes up to the side of the bed.My father winces and does a small hop.Tina doesn’t even acknowledge anyone else in the room, which is odd.
Am I having a crazy dream?What the hell is going on and where the fuck is Saylor?
“Mr.Thorne it’s good to see you finally awake,” Mitch comments.
“Thank you, Mitch.Is everything okay with you?”I nod at the wheelchair.
“I should be good as new in a few weeks.Physical therapy is helping build my muscles back to normal.”He pauses and looks around the room at my family.He leans in and tries to quietly talk.“We need to speak as soon as you’re able, sir.”
“Speak now, Mitch.”It seems important.
“I’m not sure you’re going to want an audience for this one,” he nearly whispers again.
“Can you give us the room?”I ask, not giving them a chance to respond.
“I’ll have the staff come by in twenty minutes to collect you for a few scans.”The doctor informs me, and then turns to leave the room.
“Son, there is something I’d like to say first, before you hear what Mitch says.I need you to understand where I was coming from.”