Chapter 64 – Overwhelming Support
#Chapter 64 – Overwhelming Support
Stella
Just die already then. Stop bothering me and do everyone a favor and just disappear.
Adrian’s words echo inside my mind. I am unable to force them away, the dark thoughts and wish for my death leaving me so depressed as I lay in the hospital bed. The idea that Adrian does not want to see me any more, let alone see me breathe, has me feeling more unstable than I would have ever thought it would be.
If he wants me to leave him alone, then I’ll leave him alone. He did not have to wish for my death but I suppose that his kindness has been short lived and he has been two faced this whole time.
My body aches as I try to sit up in bed. A groan leave my lips and a pair of hands immediately attach themselves to my arms, helping ease the pain in my body as he helps adjust my posture.
“Take it easy, Stelk,” Sebastian quietly coos from my side. He places a pillow behind my body and helps me lay back down, making for sure that everything inside my hospital room is in order and to my standards.
“I am,” I breathe out a pained sigh, relaxing into the mountain of pillows that lies beneath me. “It just hurts.”
“Do you want me to go get a nurse for you?” Sebastian asks already moving to stand up when I quickly grab his hand, drawing him back down into his seat.
I shake my head no and he nods, sitting back down. He holds my hand and we listen to the quiet sounds of the television. It is playing some random news segment, the anchor speaking about local crime and its ties to the mafia.
Sebastian is quick to turn it off, looking back to me. His eyes glaze over my face and I feel like there is something he wants to say but is holding back. I shift in the bed, my body still as sore as ever, and squeeze his hand.
“Say it.”
“What?” Sebastian is quick to ask, leaning forward.
“There is something on your mind,” I match his lean and narrow my eyes. “It’s written all over your face so just say it.”
Sebastian shakes his head, a small chuckle leaving his lips as he leans back into his chair. Our hands remain connected, the man unwilling to pull away or have his touch leave mine.
“I am wondering where that husband of yours is,” Sebastian’s voice is low. There is a hint of danger in his tone, something deadly and unchained. “He should be here, no? To take care of you?”
“Adrian and I are getting a divorce, Sebastian,” I exhale, closing my eyes as the pain in my head grows from
annoyance.
“Still…you two were married for six years. He should be here, or he should have sent a message or note – hell, even flowers to the woman he used to love,” Sebastian’s tone is venomous. He’s out for blood.
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I hold back any comment that comes to mind. I simply do not know how Sebastian would react to the information that Adrian and I’s marriage was not one of love but was one of convenience for him and not me. That I loved a man who simply didn’t see me as a woman ready to love him if he would just let me.
If anything, I was a glorified servant. I cooked and cleaned, provided blood and any other biological need that he required from me. Why would a man like that, someone who wishes for me to disappear and die, come visit me in the hospital?
The hospital room’s door bursts open. My body flinches from the sound, eyes widening at the sight of our four
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#Chapter 64 – Overwhelming Support
other brothers entering in ide the room. Matteo, who wears his scrubs and doctor’s coat, immediately takes a place at my side. He looks at my vitals and checks out my borly while Luca and Silas dump flowers and candy onto my lap.
“Hey guys,” I weakly say, smiling at Dominic who hangs in the back of the group. “What’s all this?”
“Sebastian called about you being here and we wanted to give you something to smile about,” Luca proudly states. He drags an empty chair next to Sebastian and swats his hand away from mine, replacing it with his own.
“Mom and dad send their thoughts. They didn’t want to overwhelm you, so they’ll be here tomorrow,” Dominic adds. I look to Silas who simply nods, confirming this.
I look around the room, taking in their smiles as they begin to converse with each other. Silas begins to open up the bags of candy, handing me an unwrapped piece with a stoic expression. I take it from him and weakly smile, quietly thanking him.
The candy is sweet the hints of peanut butter spreading across my tongue. It’s my favorite, the peanut butter mixed in with the chocolate. I have to avoid Matteo’s disapproving gaze while I chew, chuckling to myself.
Is this what a supportive family looks like? Is this what I have been missing from my life this whole time?
Instead of being alone in hospital rooms with my only friends being the nurses and doctors who come in to check in on me, here I am surrounded by a group of men my brothers who love and support me.
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Tears sting my eyes, pooling before silently falling down my face. Nobody in the room notices, and for that I’m glad, happily watching as they bicker back and forth about what to put on the television or what I will like the
most.
Silas reaches out, the cuff of his shirt sleeve gently wiping away one of my tears that falls. I look at him and smile,{ unable to form a proper thank you. My positive mood is quickly spoiled, though, when Sebastian stands and takes Dominic to the side.
“He isn’t even here,” Sebastian says in a loud whisper, thinking that I won’t be able to hear over the chaos of the room. “There has to be something we can do to show his negligence in the divorce.”
“Are you crying about your husband, sis?” Luca asks. I turn to him and shake my head no. “It’s okay if you are. We’ll all protect you from men like him. We promise this to you!”
“I’m not crying because of him…I’m just wondering what I did to deserve such wonderful brothers like you,” I admit with a small and tired chuckle. I wipe away more of my tears.
My brothers rush to my side and surround me, piling into one big hug. I let out a squeak, unable to breathe from the pressure, and they immediately pull away, apologizing
I smile at them but I can’t help but feel the underlying smothering feeling that I once felt with Adrian. They’re all here, ready to do whatever it is I want, and it feels suffocating. I love their support but I need the space to breathe.
“I love you all so much and I am so grateful that you’re here,” I breathe out, “but I think it’s time for me to be alone and rest.”
“Of course!” Luca chimes in. He stands and places the flowers on the table beside me, bringing the candy and remote closer to my hands.
“Call us if you need anything,” Dominic, asks. He turns to Matteo and points a finger, “Take care of her, okay?”
My brothers begin to pool out of the room, leaving me all alone.
I feel at peace in the silence. I feel like I am able to breathe without someone holding my hand or asking me if I’m okay. With nobody here, I am no longer the fragile doll that needs to be taken care of. It feels nice.
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