To Live For Once (Set Me Free II) - Episode 27
"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have left you alone there." Watson pat my hand slowly and I try to smile reassuringly but all I can manage is a grimace.
"I'm fine. I wandered off. It's not your fault." I manage to say. He shakes his head.
"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here . I should have stopped you." He laments. He looks torn with his tie loose around his neck and his shirt a little bloodied because of me. I take his hand and squeeze it.
"You did me a favour bringing me here. I can't thank you enough." I tell him truthfully. He's opened my eyes to how stupid I was for a man who was just like my father. I thought I was loveable but again, another man shows that it's not possible. I try not to cry. No more tears. That cry baby is gone. Lost in that spring.
"I'm so sorry. Forgive me Maya." He brushes his lips against my knuckles and I let out a shaky breath.
"You are the only one I can trust right now. Please don't ever leave me. Promise me, you won't."
"Promise me. Please." I keep the tears at bay.
"I promise. With every bone in my body, I'll always be here for you." He says.
"Thank you so much Watson." I squeeze his hand again and he gives me that adorable smile of his
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. Everything will be fine. I have someone on my side.
"You should rest. Your leg must really hurt." He says and I nod. It does hurt but not as much as my head and insides.
"Sleep then." He places a quick peck on my forehead and that's when Rory bursts into the room. I literally roll my eyes at the look he's throwing Watson.
"Get away from my wife!" He growls at Watson who looks to me for instruction. I shake my head lightly.
"What do you want?" I direct to Rory who's staring daggers at Watson.
"Get him out of here Amaya. We need to talk." Rory says.
"Whatever you have to say. Just spit it out and leave please." I say cooly.
"Amaya I--" he stops and look at Watson who also looks uncomfortable.
"I can just stand outside. Call for me if you need me." He says and I relunctantly nod. I don't want to be alone with him.
"Thank you." Rory grudgingly tells Watson who shrugs.
"She doesn't need anymore bullsh*t. Sir." He says before walking out and closing the door behind him.
The room goes silent.
"You are pregnant." Rory says without question. I just shrug.
"Why didn't you tell me Amaya?!" He growls.
"Don't use that tone with me okay? Maybe if you were present enough, you would have found out." I spit.
"You could have called. Or texted. Anything." He says quietly this time, without making eye contact with me.
"Well now you know. You should go celebrate with Melissa. Pop an expensive campaign. You get your freedom in less than six months."
"Amaya it's not what it seemed with Melissa. She's just a business partner."
"I don't care! Go celebrate somewhere else! I don't want to look at your face anymore" I snap.
"Amaya--" he tries to take my hand but I withdraw it.
"I don't want you touching me either."
"Get out please." I say.
"Get out!!" I scream my head off and clutch it in pain. F*ck! Sh*t! God!
"Are you okay?" Rory tries to touch me again and I recoil.
"Don't f*cking touch me!" I scream.
"Watch your mouth. Don't cuss like a sailor." Oh that's what he's concerned about right now. I stare him straight in the eyes and smirk.
"Fuck you, Rory." I spit. He cringes at my foul language but I don't give a damn.
"I get it. You are angry but if you'll just let me explain I--" I put my hand up.
"Save it Rory. Look at me." I point to my leg in a cast.
"Do I look like I want to hear you give excuses?" I ask.
"But--" the door comes open and a doctor comes in. He frowns at the energy in the room. I turn my back to both men.
"Doctor, she's alright right? The baby?" My fist ball into fists at Rory's voice. He should just go away and let me sulk.
"How are you related to the patient sir?" I hear the doctor ask.
"I'm her husband." I scoff at that. Husband. of course he is.
"Well that's perfect. Just the person I'll like to talk to right now. Ma'am can you turn around so I can talk to the both of you?" The doctor says. I almost say not with Rory in the room but my manners won't let me be that rude. He's my doctor anyways. I turn around and focus on the doctor's face.
"Thank you. Now with regards to the leg, the cast should be off within the next week but you will have to bring her here for a check up before that." The doctor explains.
"I'm sorry but I don't live here. I live in the city. Can't I get the check up with my family doctor?" I ask.
"That's what I was going to talk about next." He says with a grim look.
"What's it doctor?" Rory says before me.
"Well, we can't have her traveling such a long distance to the city right now. What she and the baby need is compulsory bed rest. No movements for at least two weeks."
"Where am I supposed to stay in this place?!" I snap.
"Umm maybe a hotel or something. You won't want any harm to your baby will you?" I pout instead of answering. I want to leave this place ASAP.
"Don't worry doctor. I have a cabin just down the road from here. She will get that bed rest."
"That will be for her own interest.
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. I see you are the perfect husband." The doctor commend and I snot out loud. Both men look at me but I just stare at the wall. I don't have any more strength to argue right now.
"I'll take my leave now then. She can be discharged this evening."
"Thank you doctor.". Rory shakes his hand like a good husband that he so isn't and I roll my eyes. Now I'm supposed to be stuck with him for two weeks? I'm so not looking forward to this.
I watch Amaya through the rearview mirror as she just remains silent with her eyes close. Probably to avoid any conversation with me and I don't blame her. I have hurt her and I'm not talking about her broken leg.
"You'll be comfortable at the cabin." I say hoping she'll answer but she doesn't even move an eyelid.
"I'll make sure you don't move a muscle till you're better okay?" Still no answer.
"Are you going to keep mute for the rest of our lives?" I ask.
"Am I going to share a bed with Melissa in your precious cabin? Oh this should be nice." She retorts.
"Can we stop with the Melissa this and that?!" I snap.
"Can you stop talking and leave me alone?" She asks back. I guess she has a right to be like this.
I give up trying to initiate conversation and concentrate on the road. It wouldn't be easy getting her to forgive me. This is going to be a long two weeks.
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