Page 84 of Kiss Away Your Pain (Wounded Hearts 2)

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Candi

He’s gone.

I didn’t stop him.

I didn’t say a word.

Nothing.

I let him walk out of my life.

He’s right. Everything he said.

Fuck.I didn’t expect him to say what he said and then walk out the door.

I didn’t expect to lose him.

I don’t know what I expected.

Paralyzed and stunned, each breath that enters my lungs burns my whole body.

I don’t move. I can’t.

What the hell just happened?

He said he loves me. He said it, right? I heard him say he loves me.

But he left. He left because he loves me. He left because I’m so fucked up.

But what if I love him too?

Just as I’m about to lose my shit, my phone rings, jolting me out of my hysterical thoughts.

“St. Agnes Medical Center, Fresno CA” lights on my screen. Adrenaline powers through me as my heart pounds.Dad.

“Hello?”

“Hello. Is this Candice Gamal?” A soft voice comes through the phone.

“Yes.”

“Miss Gamal, I’m calling because your father has you listed as his emergency contact.”

“What’s wrong? Is he okay?” Panic threads through me. Though we haven’t spoken in a long time and we don’t have much of a relationship, he’s still my dad.

“He took a pretty bad fall and hit his head. He’s still unconscious and we’re running some tests on him to find out more. He may have some broken bones. We’ll know more in a few hours.”

“What should I do? I can come stay with him. I’m about three and a half hours away.”

“That’s up to you. If you want to come, I’m sure he’d like to see you. If you want to wait until we run the tests and call you back, you can do that.”

“No, I don’t want to wait. I’ll be out the door in fifteen minutes. If anything changes, please call me on this number.”

“I will.”

We hang up and I run to my bedroom to pack a couple days’ worth of clothes, giving me no time for the all-out, self-pity breakdown I was about to succumb to.

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