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Kayden, night of the Envy party POV
“So what happened with the blonde you left Vertigo with last night?” Braxton finally asks.
Tossing my towel over my shoulder we make our way over towards my house. We just played basketball for two hours, now he picks this moment to ask me about Savannah. I was hoping we could avoid this conversation all together. She has my head spinning in circles, as memories from last night replays in my mind. I’ve been trying all day to figure out why the hell she took off in the middle of the night.
I know she’s still getting over her break up with that douche bag Logan, so I don’t know if she felt the same thing I did when we were together last night? Maybe it freaked her out, so she had to get away and try to think things over. We had the best sex of my entire life, it was like I couldn’t get enough of her, and I know the feelings were definitely mutual.
Sitting down in a lawn chair on my patio, Braxton sits down beside me staring me down. “Well. Are you going to spill the juicy details or what!? Dixon told me he saw you grinding on some hot blonde and then ya’ll disappeared into the back. He said you showed back up in VIP looking pretty damn satisfied. The real shocker is, he told me you left with her. You; after fuckin’ the brains out of a girl in your club, then left with her for more? I told him he was crazy, Knox doesn’t double dip!”
I swear I sometimes wonder why the fuck this guy is my best friend. He has no freakin’ filter on that mouth of his. Any random thought that pops into his god damn head he blurts it out.
Running my fingers through my damp hair, I let out a low nervous chuckle. Usually I wouldn’t think twice about bragging to my friends about a hot hookup. It feels wrong sharing my evening with Savannah with anyone else. That scares the shit outta me. I never feel this way, and I can’t wrap my head around what the hell it is about her.
“Well I’m glad to know my cousin was keeping such a good eye on me last night. You know in case some crazy chick tried to Roofie my drink or something.” Rolling my eyes I take a swig from my water bottle.
Braxton’s eyes are now inching their way towards each other as he looks me over. I need to start spilling before he tortures it outta me. “Geesh chill on the evil eyes dip shit. Her names Savannah, and I didn’t just meet her last night. She works for Envy, and she will be at the party tonight.”
“Ohhh damnnnn bro you are gonna have to spend the evening around a girl you hooked up with last night. That’s fuckin’ hilarious! I’m stoked I get to be there to witness it!”
I shove Braxton so hard his chair flips over and he falls into the pool. “Fuckkkkkk Knox! I got my brand new kicks on! What the hell was that for?”
“Haaaa…that was for being a dickhead and finding this whole situation entertaining! How about you be my best friend asshole and help me figure out what the fuck is going on with me!”
Crawling out of the pool Braxton rips his sneakers off, pouring the water out of them. “You’re lucky you’re my best friend. Or I’d be pounding that GQ face of yours to a blood pulp.” Grumbling under his breath he fixes his chair and plops back down. Staring at me as if I just grew two heads. “This girl has totally fucked you up…” He says shaking his head with a look of disbelief on his face.
Running my hands over my face I let a loud frustrated scream rip from my throat.
“Feel better now there asshole?” Braxton laughs giving my arm a shove.
“No. Savannah has me feelin’ like a goddamn chick. I’ve been stressing over seeing her tonight. Wondering if she want to ever see me again? For the first time in forever I actually feel a connection beyond sex with a girl. I just happen to fall for a girl with as many relationship issues as me. I’m completely screwed!”
Leaning back and relaxing in his seat, Braxton sits and takes in everything I’m telling him. Without going into too much detail I fill him in our night together, and the issue with her ex. Braxton is not only my best friend, but also one of my friends who’s in a committed relationship so he can give me the best advice. Compared to my single guy friends who would just call me a pansy ass. Their only advice would be; go hook up with another chick, that’ll help me get over Savannah.
Sadly I think that isn’t the case, no matter how many women I hooked up from here on out. None, would ever get her out of my system.
“Well I think the devil better buy some ice skates, because Hell just froze over.” sarcasm dripping from Braxton voice. “You Kayden Knox, who swore off girls all together is now thinking he may have found the one.”
“What the hell am I going to do if she goes back to Los Angeles and I never see her again?”
“Well, only thing you can do…help her see she needs you as much as you need her. I never thought I would settle down. I planned on being single through college and livin’ it up once I got into the NFL. Damn, man I got girls falling at my feet, begging to get with me. But Mya, she changed me. Before her, I didn’t believe in love. Only difference with me is, I’ve known her my whole life. Just wasted a lot of time, being a man whore. You on the other hand have the chance to finally be happy. You know Mya would love it if you settled down. She’s always trying to hook you up with her friends. That girl is dead set on us have kids the same age to grow up together like we all did.”
Listening to everything Braxton has said, has helped me make up my mind. I need to talk to Savannah tonight. Lay everything out on the table. I know I’ll regret it for the rest of my life, if I don’t even try fightin’ for her.
Pulling into the parking lot of Vertigo. I park my truck and hop out. I gave Jax the night off and decided to drive myself. Hopefully I’ll be leaving tonight with Savannah, and driving her myself will maybe help her relax.
Shoving my keys into my dress pants, I take a deep breath and head into the club. I’m one of the first people here, which is perfect. Gives me a chance to sneak into the back and hide out in my office before the party begins.
Looking around I take in the transformed Vertigo. It exudes a totally different atmosphere; no loud music thumping out of the speakers, no strobe lights dancing along the floors. Instead it’s replaced by bright lit hanging light fixtures. The dance floor is covered in round banquet tables, with towering floral arrangements. Right front and center by the stage is a poster size cover of Envy’s Most Influential Men of 2012, magazine cover.
Looking around I see no one but the caterers and party planner. Guest should be arriving anytime though. Walking behind the bar, I grab a bottle of jack and a shot glass. Waving hello to a few of the staff I head down to my office.
Walking through the door I’m instantly over whelmed with images of Savannah and I in here last night. “Fuck now I can’t even escape her here.” I mumble to myself walking over my desk and plopping down into my Texas Longhorns computer chair. Pouring a shot of Jack, I stare at the brown leather couch. Images of Savannah screaming out my name and running her hands through my hair bounce around in my head.
The shot runs down the back of my throat, and I welcome the burning sensation. I need to settle my nerves before I talk to her tonight. Then Ashley, the manager at my Hotel called me earlier to inform me my father and Lulu checked in. Which can mean only one thing; they will be attending the party. They’re the last two people I want to see tonight.
Firing up my laptop I decide to work for a while, to occupy my mind and kill some time. I have some calls to make and emails to reply to. Working always helps distract me from the bullshit in my life.
The ringing of my cell phone, snaps me from my haze. I’ve spent the last hour working and it only felt like fifteen minutes. Not so bad. Glancing at the caller I.D. I see its Braxton.
“Hey. What’s up? Are you here already?”
“Yeah, the limo just dropped us off. Where you at?”
“Back in my office working. Is there a lot of people here already? I suppose I should drag my ass out there and greet my guests.”
I can hear a lot of people and music in the background, so the party is in full swing now. “Yeah the place is filling up quick. There’s a line of limos outside, I think they’re all the envy employees. I thought I spotted a hot blonde accompanied by a smoking’ hot Asian chick walking down the red carpet ahead of us.
“Shit! That means she’s here. I’ll be out and find you in a few minutes.”
“Okay man, don’t make me come drag you outta there. You gotta find this girl! Oh and for warning Giselle is at the bar. She’ll be after you shortly for pictures I’m guessing.”
“Yeah she was pissed when I didn’t escort her here, but we are seated together for the dinner this evening. I’m hoping she doesn’t get in the way of me speaking with Savannah tonight.”
“Well if you really want to talk to her you’ll find a way.”
“Yeah, yeah…I’ll talk to you in a bit, bye.”
After hanging up, I notice text messages on my phone. Skimming through I spot a breaking news report from TMZ. Opening it my jaw just about hit’s the table. Logan is talking to TMZ outside of The Ivy, and announcing he’ll be on celebrity rehab. He is actually trying to say he suffers from sex addiction. That’s fuckin’ hilarious. He’s a bigger douche bag then I thought. First he cheats on the most amazing woman on the planet. Then tries to pass the blame onto an addiction to make himself not look like such a total jackass.
I hope this doesn’t ruin tonight for Savannah. I want to see her smile and have a good time like she did last night. I didn’t think it was possible for her to be more gorgeous. That was until I saw her smiling and laughing in my suite last night.
Standing, I slide my phone back into my pocket. Shrug my jacket back on, and work up the courage to go out there and confront her. And make all attempts possible to avoid my father. Closing my laptop, I glance one more time at the brown leather sofa. This time a smile forms on my face. I’m confident that Savannah just needed some space. She’s like me, so she won’t be able to stay away. We’re drawn to each other, and it’s the kind of attraction that can’t be ignored.
Taking another deep breath, I close my eyes momentarily and twist the door knob slowly. I hear voices coming from the hallway, and as soon as I swing the door fully open. I look down to find Savannah crashing full force into me. I can’t help but laugh. Talk about fate! I didn’t believe in it, but now I do. I guess I’ll get my talk sooner rather than later.
“Ladies?” I say with sex and curiosity dripping from my voice, as I smile down at Savannah and Rebecca, who are still bickering at each other. It’s cute. Savannah looks more gorgeous tonight then she did last night. Her long blonde hair is styled in long flowing curls. Beckoning me to run my fingers through them. Her lips are plump and sparkling pink just begging for me to run my tongue over them, and kiss them until there isn’t spec of lip gloss left to them.
Shit I’m already getting hard. I need to get her in my office and fast.
Savannah, Two days later
My entire body aches. Every time I breathe it feels as if someone is smashing me in the ribs with a baseball bat. I want to cry out in pain but can’t get my mouth to form any words. Opening my eyes, I try to look around at my surrounds. I don’t know where I am; my brain feels like it’s been put through a blender. I try to remember what I was doing before I fell asleep, but everything is fuzzy. I see flashes, bits and pieces of things I think I remember. Or maybe they are memories from dreams I’ve been having?
The loud beeping sound coming from beside me, it’s so loud. Every time it beeps, it feels as if my skull is splitting open. I’ve never in my entire life experienced a headache as bad as the one I am feeling right now. It’s dark, so it has to be night time. As my eyes begin to focus I take in the site of a television mounted on the wall. White walls, with a few oil like paintings of the ocean. Gazing down at myself, I notice I’m lying in a hospital bed Covered with a light blue blanket.
I instantly notice my hands. One has a heart monitor attached to my pointer finger of my right hand, and my left has a wrist brace on it. Why am I in the hospital? Why do I feel like I’ve been run over by a Mac truck? Licking my lips, I try desperately to moisten my mouth. It feels like the Sahara desert in my freakin’ mouth right now. I try my best to turn my head without making my head pound more than it already is. Instantly I spot my mother asleep in a blue chair beside my bed.
“Mom…” It comes out so low, even I can barley hear myself. I instantly have the urge to cough. After doing so I wish I hadn’t as I cough my head and ribs hurt so bad that tears begin to prick the corners of my eyes.
“Oh my God! Savannah!” My mother yells jumping from her chair. Hearing my coughing fit woke her thank god. Maybe now I can get something to drink. “Honey you’re awake! How are you feeling?”
“Thirsty…sore…” Is all I can manage to say. She immediately goes to the tray beside my bed and pours me a glass of water and gently resting the straw against my lips.
“Sip it nice and slow sweetie.” She says as she rubs my arms affectionately. I am so happy I’m not alone. Being in here is freaking me out, seeing my mother is helping me relax a little. I manage to take a few sips before my stomach starts to feel queasy.
Licking my lips again and swallowing a few times, my mouth is starting to feel normal again. Before I can ask my mother what happened. She’s turning and running out the door. I lay here staring at GAC on the television trying so hard to make my brain work. I remember kissing Kayden goodbye, because he had to go into work, Then Jacob and Zak coming for their farewell dinner.
This was all December 30th? But the television is saying Top 100 Songs of 2012? What the hell is today? Did I sleep through New Years Eve? We were supposed to go to Braxton and Mya’s house the next day for their annual New Years Party. I don’t even remember leaving my house so how did I end up in the hospital? Feeling defeated I decide to give my frazzled mind a break.
My mother pops back into the room, with a nurse wearing scrubs covered in stethoscopes, and a doctor right beside her. She’s wearing dress slacks, heels and a long sleeve satin blouse. Only thing helping me know she’s a doctor is the white doctors’ coat she’s wearing over her outfit.
“Hi Savannah, I’m Doctor Willow, How’s your pain on a scale from one to ten?” she says as she stops besides my bed holding a clip board in her hand. She looks over the machines beeping beside me. She is writing things down and every so often smiling down at me. She looks to be in her later fifty’s.
“About a five maybe, I feel okay just laying here. I have a dull pain in my head and chest. But if I try to move, and cough it’s like an eight.”
“Ok, well I’ll have the nurse adjust your I.V. increasing your pain medicine a little more. Its normal with your injuries to still feel some pain, but we will try out best to make you as comfortable as possible.”
“Thank you, why does my body hurt so badly? I keep trying to remember what I possibly could have done, but I can’t really remember much of anything. It’s all a blur in my mind.”
Sitting down beside me on the bed my mother takes my injured hand into hers; smiling at me trying to hide the fact that she’s a mess. I can tell she’s been crying. Her face is puffy and red and her eyes all bloodshot.
Dr. Willow flicks through the papers on her clip board and then turns her attention back down to me. “Well you just woke up, and so that is normal. It may take a few hours to a few days for all your memory to return. You’ve been sleeping for almost three days now. You’re brain has gone through a traumatic experience, and is trying to process that and heal all at the same time. You were involved in a car accident the evening of December thirtieth. It’s now January first; you had some swelling of the brain from hitting your head during the accident. We had to cut into your skull to release the pressure. This is why your head is hurting like it is right now.”
“A car accident?” Reaching up with my right hand I gently touch my head, feeling the gauze on it. “Was I with Kayden? Is he okay?” I am instantly over taken by panic. If he was fine, he would be in here beside me right now.
Patting my arm my mom speaks before the doctor can, “Savannah, sweetie…Kayden is fine. He’s gone home to shower and get a change of clothes. He wasn’t in the car with you.” As she is talking to me I can hear her voice becoming shaky. She pinches her nose to try and calm herself down. I know my mother better than anyone and when she does that she is very close to losing it.
Tears that have been resting in the corner of my eyes slowly begin to escape and zigzag down my temples. I am so grateful that Kayden is fine, but now this leaves me with even more questions. “If I wasn’t with Kayden then who was I with?”
“You need to rest Savannah. We can discuss all of this later. Right now you just need to focus on relaxing. We’ve been on pins and needles waiting for you to wake up. Kayden, Brooklyn, Reagan, Rebecca and Mya have all been taking turns sitting with you. Your father has been so strong, I wish I could say the same…but I’ve been a complete mess.”
“I can’t believe everyone’s been here with me. I heard them all talking but it was like I was dreaming. None of it seems real. No matter how hard I tried to wake up, I was too tired.”
“You rest, I will go text everyone let them know you’re awake. I love you sweetie.” Leaning down she kisses my cheek before leaving my hospital room.
The doctor stays a few more minutes to check me over, and the nurse came in to increase my pain meds. I am too exhausted to talk anymore, and beyond frustrated that I can’t remember what the hell happened. I can’t believe it was so bad that the doctor had to cut into my head. This is most definitely not the best way to start off a new year.
My issue of Envy is out this weekend, and we were supposed to fly into L.A. for the party to celebrate at Vertigo. Now it looks like I’ll be missing that too. Lying in my hospital bed I am watching Miranda Lambert’s Over You music video. I love Miranda Lambert, her and Blake. I’ve been lucky enough to meet them a few times because of my parents, even exchanged numbers with her. Just as the video is ending, Kayden comes barreling through the doorway practically giving me a heart attack.
As soon as our eyes locked on one another I instantly feel happiness pushing away the sorrow I’ve been drowning in since I woke up. He looks so tired, as if he’s aged years over the last few days I’ve been here. He’s wearing his worn and ripped American Eagle jeans and a button up plaid t-shirt. I love it when he dresses down, just as much as I love it when he’s all dressed up in his three-piece suits looking ready to take on the world.
“Oh my God! I can’t believe it baby, you’re really awake. I didn’t want to leave you. I wanted to be by your side when you woke up.” Sitting down beside me Kayden takes my face into his hands. I savor the feeling of his warm strong hands on my skin. I instantly feel safer the moment he’s near me. Leaning down he presses his lips against mine for a gentle sweet kiss. Holding his lips against mine, we savor each other’s kiss.
Pulling away from my mouth, Kayden gazes down at me with tears filling his eyes. Instantly making my chin quiver and the tears I’ve tried so hard to push away are slowly returning. “I love you so much baby. I thought I lost you…”
I let out a soft whimper as I saw the first tear fall from Kayden’s eyes, seeing the man who from the outside looks so strong, as if nothing can affect him. Witnessing him breaking down in front of me, it’s terrifying. Did I really come that close to losing my life? So close that Kayden is a complete mess right now. I hate seeing him so sad and hurting. I just want to kiss away all his sorrow and show him I’m alright.
Wiping the tear from his cheek, I try my best to force a smile on my face. “I love you too. Everything fine, the doctors said my vitals are looking good. Before you know it I’ll be as good as new.”
The look of confusion and sadness on Kayden’s face is making my stomach tense up. Why am I getting the feeling that everyone is keeping something from me? I can see it eating away at Kayden right before my eyes.
“Kayden what’s going on? Why won’t anyone tell me what happened? The last thing I remember is eating dinner with Jacob and Zak after that it’s all a blur. I don’t remember anything after that; I keep trying to remember something…anything. I don’t recall saying goodbye to them before they left, you coming home from work…nothing. Why was I driving around town anyways? Was I going to see you?”
Taking in a deep breath, Kayden runs his hands over his face. It’s like he is having a tug-a-war with himself trying to decide if he should tell me or not. It’s beginning to irritate me. “Kayden…I get it, I was seriously hurt, but I’m awake now. Not telling me what the hell happened to me isn’t fair. Instead of relaxing like everyone keeps telling me to do. I’m just stressing myself out. I’ve been laying here trying so hard to remember, but can’t.”
Glancing towards the door, I can see he’s contemplating telling me. I don’t know if he’s afraid of what my parents will say or do. They all seem to think they have to walk on egg shells around me. “You were in a car accident a few nights ago. I was at work dealing with the issue at Beaumont Industries. You were with Jacob and Zak, Savannah when your car crashed.”
Why the hell was I with them? Why is it such a big deal for me to know that they were in the car with me? Unless they were not as fortunate as I am. Holding my stomach to try and calm the uneasiness bubbling inside of me, I try my best to work up the courage to ask Kayden my next question. I want to hurry and spit it out before my parents come in and stop him before he can answer me.
“How are they? Are Zak and Jacob okay?” My voice is so shaky the words come out in a whisper; I can barely hear myself speak. As soon as the question leaves my mouth, I instantly question if I really want to know the answer.
Kayden takes my right hand into his pulling it up to his mouth and kissing it. I can feel his hands shaking as he holds my hand in his. Not able to look at me, he stares down at out hands entwined together. “You really don’t remember anything from that evening after you had dinner?”
“No! Now please stop dancing around my question and just answer me. I need to know!” My fear is mixing with anger. I just want him to tell me, and not sugar coat anything.
“Jacob is dead…and Zak is missing.” Kayden quickly drops my hand back onto the bed. Standing suddenly, he walks over to the large window beside my bed. For a long time Kayden just stands there looking out the window, as if it pains him to look at me.
I am in shock; I break down and sob uncontrollably in my hospital bed.
I welcome the dull pain shooting through my ribs and head as I cry. The pain helps ease the shock and sadness coursing through me right now and temporarily replacing my thoughts of my friend being dead, and the other who knows.
Through my teary vision, I see Kayden’s sad features being quickly replaced with anger his face turning red and his eyes usually a gorgeous green, now looking dark and cold. “Seeing you cry for the loss of Jacob’s life, it shows just how much a sweet and loving person you are Savannah. It’s too bad they couldn’t appreciate your big heart.”
I am so confused right now. Jacob and Zak were nothing but amazing towards me and him over these last few weeks. “What are you talking about Kayden?”
Pacing back and forth at the foot of my bed, Kayden runs both hands through his hair. This time gripping hair into both fists and pulling so hard on that he winces in pain. Like me, he seems to welcome the pain he’s inflicting on himself. Something is eating away at the very soul of the man I love. “There is more Savannah, and I want to tell you, I really do but I am terrified what learning the truth will do to you. Christ Savannah! I just got you back.”
I sit up trying my best to move slowly. My head is spinning, the pain medicine is kicking in, but moving around is still slightly painful. Reaching out my hand to Kayden, he takes it and walks back around to the side of my bed. “I understand you’re scared.” I say softly. “I can’t even imagine what you’ve been going through. I know if the roles were reversed and it was you lying in this bed. I would be a complete mess!” I quickly flick a stray tear from my cheek. Taking in small slow breaths, I will my tears away. I am done crying for tonight.
I think the best thing for us both right now is for me to stop pressuring Kayden into telling me everything tonight. Maybe it’s best to wait for my parents or Brooklyn to come back. Let them be the ones to tell me what happened. “If you don’t want to tell me Kayden, I understand, if you want someone else to fill me in on the rest of the details. I’m okay with that. I love you, and don’t want you to feel pressured into telling me anything.”
It’s as if a weight has been lifted off of Kayden. Letting out a loud sigh his body instantly relaxes, but his eyes are over come with sadness again. “I want to tell you everything, baby believe me. I just don’t want to risk losing you. I was so afraid that you would never wake up. It would kill me to know that something I did hurt you.”
The rush of love that has exploded in my chest right now is overwhelming. I never thought I would feel that kind of love for someone where your life isn’t complete unless they are in it. As a child I watched Disney movies, and dreamt of finding my prince charming. As life went on I thought that was a childish pipe dream. So settled with a man I knew I loved and could imagine growing old with. But gave up on that idea of a love so explosive that the moment you are near each other, your breath is sucked from your lungs with so much love that your heart skips a beat when they kiss you and sweetly say, “I love you.”
With Kayden, I have that. I finally found my prince charming. I don’t ever want to be a cause of pain for him. Because I love him so much, I will push my questions into the back of my mind for now. Just enjoy this moment, knowing I am alive and going to be okay.
Reaching for the collar of his white undershirt peaking out from under his button up shirt, I pull him towards me. Finally seeing a smile on Kayden’s lips which makes me instantly tingle all over, “Lay with me please?”
“You don’t have to ask me twice. You should’ve seen the nurses trying to insist I sleep on a pull out bed. Needless to say, you haven’t slept alone a single night here baby.”
I can just imagine Kayden telling the nurses where to shove their pull out bed. A small giggle escapes my mouth making the smile on Kayden’s face widen. “You’re such a rebel.” I say shaking my head, gladly snuggling into Kayden’s warm welcoming embrace.
Pulling into the ER parking lot I quickly park my truck, and sprint through the doors of the hospital. I think I broke every speed limit getting here, but I don’t give a flyin’ fuck. I need to know how Savannah is. Not going in the Ambulance with her, almost killed me. I probably look like a mess right now. I’ve run my hands through my hair so many times during my drive here. My entire body is numb, I feel like I’m on autopilot. I won’t feel like me again until I know Savannah is safe, and Zak is caught.
Raking my fingers through my hair for what has to be the hundredth time in the last hour, I approach the woman sitting behind the counter. “I need Savannah Livingston’s room number!” I say breathlessly. My heart is beating harshly against my chest. My lungs burning from running like a bat outta hell into here.
Slamming my hands onto the counter, I grip the edges. Trying everything I can to hold myself together. I have to stay strong for Savannah. The thought of Zak still being out there scares the living shit out of me. I won’t be able to rest until I know he’s been caught. I can relax a little now that the cops are doing everything they can to catch him. All I care about right now is getting to Savannah, and making sure she’s okay. I almost died right there in her car when I couldn’t find a pulse. It shredded me seeing her all bloody and lifeless.
Looking up at me from her computer she asks, “Are you family? We can only give personal information to family members.” She says arrogantly. I’m two seconds away from jumping over the fuckin’ counter and pounding on the damn computer keys myself and find out where the hell she is.
Taking a deep breath, I try to keep myself as calm as I can possibly be, considering everything that’s happening. “Listen woman. I don’t give a rat’s ass about the policy right now. The love of my life is back there in god knows what kind of condition. Her parents aren’t here and I’m all she’s got. They’ll tell you when they get here, but right now I need to see her.”
Standing from her chair, she glances at me, momentarily batting her long fake eyelashes. Giving me a sympathetic smile, she walks through the double doors leading to the ER rooms. I rest my elbows on the counter and bury my face in my hands. I feel like I’m trapped in a bad nightmare, and screaming at myself to wake up so I can see that none of this is really happening. I will roll over and find Savannah sleeping peacefully in our bed beside me.
A few moments later she comes back through the hospital doors with a police officer right beside her. I recognize him as one of men that was with the Detectives at the accident.
He walks up me and extends his hand out, “Good evening Mr Knox. Miss Olsen came and let me know what was goin’ on. I’m Officer Mason. I informed her that what you told her, is in fact true. So I’ll escort you to Savannah Livingston’s room right now. She isn’t in there because she’s being prepped for surgery. I will let you talk to the Charge nurse and get all the details on her condition.”
Releasing his hand, I slide mine into my jean pockets. “Thank you, I appreciate the help.” My entire body is shaking from the adrenalin coursing through it. My stomach feels as if I’ve been stuck out on choppy water in the middle of the ocean for days. My nerves are shot. Not being right there beside Savannah right now is killing me.
“Her parents are still on their way here. I‘m all she has right now.” With long quick strides we walked through the double doors and down a long corridor. I hate not knowing how she is. If she’s okay or what the extent of her injuries is. The not knowing is what is hurting me the most.
I love her way too much to lose her. We’ve only just begun our journey together. After what feels like forever, we finally stop in front of room 112. “You can sit in here. I’ll let the charge nurse know you have permission to be back here. She’ll likely be able to answer most of your questions. We have myself and another officer guarding her room. Officer Gordon is in the O.R. with her right now.”
Sitting down in one of the chairs by the hospital bed, I take in everything he’s saying but my head seems like it’s in a fog. “Thanks. I hope they catch Zak sooner rather than later, so I can focus on carin’ for Savannah. Instead of stressing’ over if he’s gonna show up and try to hurt her again.”
“I imagine we’ll catch him very soon. He’s suffered injuries from the crash. He’s on foot, and there are police officers and detectives searching everywhere. The entire area is closed off with road blocks.”
After Officer Mason went to find the ER Nurse, I decided to flick through a magazine and try to distract myself. Two magazines later a nurse finally walked into Savannah’s hospital room. “Hi, Mr. Knox. I’m Kathy, the evening nurse here in the E.R., the Doctor is in surgery right now with Savannah. He’ll be down to talk about everythin’ once she’s out of surgery.”
Setting the magazine down, I stand up, and wipe my damp palms on my jeans. My nerves are getting the best of me. The worst case scenarios have been running through my head the last fifteen minutes. “The EMT’s at the crash site mentioned potentially swelling of the brain?”
“Yes. She wasn’t wearing a seatbelt, so when the car flipped she received a lot of injuries. One of them being the swelling of the brain. She’s in surgery now so they can relieve the pressure on her brain. They also believe she has some bruised or fractured ribs and a sprained or broken wrist. We won’t know for sure until after she comes out of surgery and the doctors can do some X-rays.”
“Was she still unconscious when she went into surgery? When the EMT’s were checking her over she wasn’t responsive before they put her in the ambulance.”
Looking down at the clip board she had removed from Savannah’s door, she lets out a sigh. Instantly making the knot in the pit of my stomach tighten. “It says here she was unconscious and non responsive when she arrived in the E.R., and was still when they rushed her into surgery. Her brain is just trying to heal. To do so it sometimes has to shut itself off in order to repair itself. She will more than likely wake up with the next few hours to maybe a few days. It’s hard to tell with brain injuries.”
I’m thankful I finally know what’s going on, but now I wonder was I better off being in the dark? I’m dizzy from everything buzzing around in my head. What will I do if she doesn’t wake up? If she does, what if she wakes up not the same Savannah she was before her accident. Zak better pray the cops catch him and not me. If I do, he won’t be going to jail. He’ll be in the ground right beside Jacob.
Savannah’s surgery lasted for several hours, and then after her surgery they had to do Cat scans, Mri’s, and X-rays. It’s now two A.M, and I’m on my fifth cup of vending machine coffee. If you can even call it that. Good news is she only has a few bruised ribs, and a sprained wrist. Only thing they are concerned about is the swelling, but she’s been out of surgery for over an hour, and already showing improvements. Her vitals are getting stronger, but she’s still not awake. They keep telling me to just keep talking to her. They said they’ve talked to enough patients to know that most of the time they hear us.
So now I’m layin’ beside her in the hospital bed. The nurse tried to tell me I couldn’t and there’s a bed that pops out of the chair. But she quickly figured out, that was an argument she wasn’t gonna win.
Laying in the bed all hooked up to I.V.’s and breathing tubes in her nose, she looks so tiny and fragile. Far from the wild and free spirited Savannah I know. Her head is covered in a bandage because of the small incision they had to do to relieve the pressure on her brain. It pains me to see her like this. The guilt is eating away at me. I should have been more cautious. I knew a target would be put on her the moment we went public with each other. I was too caught up in our swift love affair that half the time I can’t even think straight.
Taking her uninjured right hand into mine, I hold it up to my mouth, fluttering gentle kisses on it. Her hand feels lifeless in mine. I would give anything to feel her sweet little hand squeeze mine. Leaning down I kiss her pink plump lips. Lingering against them momentarily. It kills me to not feel her mouth press back against mine. The tears I’ve been holding in since the moment I began the drive to the E.R., are slowly beginning to escape my eyes. One by one, they fall, dripping onto Savannah’s cheeks and slowly tickling down her face. Making it look like she too is crying right along with me.
“I love you baby. Please wake up. I need to see those gorgeous baby blues twinkling back up at me.” I whisper, trying to will her back to me. Gently trying not to hurt my precious angel, I stroke her long golden curls. She always says she loves it when I play with her hair. It’s another of many things we have in common. I swear Savannah’s fingers are magical. If I’m having a bad day, or just stressed out over work, we lay down together on the couch. Me laying between her legs, while she gently runs her fingers through my hair. Massaging my scalp, and at the same time easing all my stress away.
I would give anything to trade places with her right now. She’s been through so much these last few months. She’s been so amazing and strong. Not letting any of it get her down. My sweet Savannah always finds a reason to smile, even when she has every reason to cry. It’s one of the many things about her that I love. She’s a ray of light, that has found a way inside my dark and lonely heart.
Kayden POV Day After Vertigo
Rolling over I sprawl out across my king size bed in my penthouse suite. My mind is hazy from all the shots I drank last night, and my head is pounding. Moving my hand around the bed, I feel for Savannah. Forcing my eye lids to open I peer over to the side of the bed where she fell asleep. I feel a pang of sadness hit me when I see the spot where she was is now vacant.
Usually this scenario would be exactly how I would want my morning to start off after a late night hookup. I hate the awkwardness the morning after I bring a girl here. Trying to get her out of here as soon as possible, with no intentions of ever seeing her again. I sound like an asshole, but this is how I’ve lived my life since having my heart ripped violently from my chest and stomped on with a six inch stiletto heel.
I’m freaked the fuck out right now by all the emotions and thoughts running through my head. Savannah has crawled into my head and is refusing to get out. She consumed my every thought, and now after the most amazing night of my entire life. I am totally and utterly confused.
I thought Savannah and I were on the same page; last night at the club, in the car and then in my suite. We had some of the best sex of my entire life. The last thing I ever expected was to wake up and discover she snuck out while I was asleep.
Rolling onto my back I run my hands over my face as I try to wake up and process everything that’s happened in the last several hours. Crawling out of bed I make my way into the bathroom. Stepping into the shower I welcome the warm water that cascades over my face. I’m instantly plagued with images of Savannah pressed against the shower wall. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist and her nails digging into my back as she screams out in ecstasy.
“Fuck me! Get a God damn grip!” I yell at myself raking my fingers through my hair, rinsing the shampoo away. She’s just another girl, I’m acting like a fuckin’ chick for Christ’s sake! I need to get my shit together and put on my game face. I have to see her tonight at the Envy party. I don’t want her to see me as a complete mess over her.
Tossing my towel into the hamper, I make my way to my closet and find a pair of track pants, a white tank and my Nike running shoes. I am in desperate need of blowing off some steam. I feel like shit, but I need to do something to get Savannah off my mind.
Shoving my cell phone into my pocket, I make way down to the hotel gym. I can’t help but wonder if she’s in her hotel room right now. Is she lying awake in her bed reflecting on our night together? Is she regretting sneaking out of my suite? Or happy that she did? God…I’m just on a roll with self tormenting this morning.
After a good session of kicking and punching the shit out of the punching bag in the gym. I head to the hotel restaurant for some breakfasts. My stomach is yelling at me to feed it. I worked up an appetite this morning, and in desperate need for some coffee.
Perks of owning the place, I get service immediately. The staff knows me so well; I don’t even need to tell them what I want. They just bring me the usual. Fried eggs, home fries, toast, some juice, and my coffee just the way I like it. The icing on the cake…a complimentary side of two aspirins. The waitress…Victoria is definitely getting a generous tip.
Batting her long eyelashes at me she sets everything in front of me, “If you need anything’ else Mr. Knox don’t hesitate to ask.” She says in a bright and peppy voice, before making her way to another table. Popping my aspirins in my mouth, I wash them down with my orange juice.
Half way through my meal, the air is knocked from my lungs. I see Savannah enter the restaurant. As she walks in she looks gorgeous, you can’t even tell she was up most of the night with me. I ain’t the only one noticing her, pretty much every man in this place has their eyes locked on her. I’m grateful now that I decided to eat in the corner and not out in the open.
The last thing I want is an awkward moment with her here in front of an audience. I can’t take my eyes off of her as she makes her way across the room. I spot her boss Eloise, the Editor of Envy sitting by the floor to ceiling windows that over look the vast gardens outside.
I’m quickly snapped back to reality when Victoria pops back up, “Is there something’ wrong with your meal Mr. Knox? You’ve barley touched it?”
Clearing my voice, I shift my eyes from Savannah and up to Victoria. I give her my biggest smile; I instantly notice her cheeks turning a shade of red. “Oh no darlin’ it tastes delicious. I just had a few to many last night, so not having the biggest appetite this morning.”
Giving me a smile she pats my arm affectionately. “Ohhh I’m sorry. Would you like me to clear your plate?”
“Yes that would be great, because I’m actually ready to get outta here. I have a million things to do before my party tonight. Thanks Victoria.” Paying my bill I leave her a very generous tip. I give Savannah one more glance before leaving the restaurant, happy to get out unnoticed. I hate what she’s doing to me. One night…just one night and she has me tangled up into a ball of nerves!
Pulling my cell phone out I type Braxton a quick text asking him to meet me at my house in Sugar Land. I’m hoping a game of one on one basketball with him will help distract me until it’s time to get ready for the Envy party at Vertigo tonight.
Kayden’s POV of him at the Envy Party will be up this weekend!
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