Chapter 48

FRANCESCA'S POV
Beep....beep....beep...beep The farmiliar sound continues and I struggle to open my eyes. my body literally convulses in pain as I feel the throbbing pain in my head and the sting in my stomach, arms and legs. When I finally open my eyes I flinch at the bright light in the room... Oh it's just the sun.
I survey my surroundings, I'm in an hospital quite alright. But... I don't recognize the environment. I look around and notice that I'm actually in my room but they're hospital equipments here.
I touch my forehead and it's been bandaged, so is my hands ankles and leg. I try to sit up but I'm met with pain. I notice a syringe and drip attached to my hands.
How long have I been here? Everything comes sinking in and I feel a tear escape my eyes when I remember that I was almost killed and raped. Sam wanted to abduct me and take me to a different continent. I remember Damien and some policemen coming and then I can't remember anything else. I notice that I'm now in an hospital gown and I look cleaner than before. In way neater and thank God there's no more dirty water and oil soaked in my clothes.
"Madam? I jerk in shock when I see a nurse coming from my bathroom with a tray containing a towel, bandages, medicines and spirit.
I hiss when my body reacts to the movement. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I didn't know you were awake" her Amber eyes look worried as she rushes to me.
A strand of her red hair falls as she drops the tray on the nightstand and grabs a pillow before positioning it at my back.
"Let's try to get you to sit up without hurting you" she whispers guiding me upright and positioning another pillow behind me. It guts a little but I finally sit up and she nods in content.
"Where... Where is Liza?" I ask but mentally reprimand myself. How will she know who Liza is? She's just a nurse who's taking care of me.
As if sensing my thoughts she answers "you mean that lady? She's in one of the guestrooms sleeping. She's been by your side for the past twenty four hours. You've been falling in and out of consciousness. She didn't bother to eat or bathe, a guy named Sam had to beg her to eat, bathe and have some sleep. It's been an hour since she left" she says checking my wounds. I've been here for twenty four hours?
"oh... Okay"
"I'm Frida by the way. Nurse Frida" she says smiling. "you seem to be far better than you were yesterday. That's a great sign, your wounds are healing and your eyes look healthier" she states surveying the bandage on my head.
My thoughts drift to Damien and I'm tempted to ask "Where's Damien?" I'm sure she'll know him.
"oh, sir stepped out some hours ago. He's been checking on you and and he was here for some time but he left with a guy named Dante. They had to take care of some business of some sort" I know what they meant by business, if Damien goes out with Dante then it can all mean one thing.
"Why was I brought here? Why not a hospital?"
"Oh, sir said a hospital might not be safe and it will draw attention. Don't worry though, a very experienced and professional doctor came to treat you specially. He just left twenty minutes ago. He'll be back tomorrow. He said your wounds will heal soon and there's no cause for worry, he has prescribed some drugs. Sir literally brought a hospital to your room"
"oh silly me, I almost forgot you haven't eaten in days. You literally survived on drip. I'll go get you something to eat" she says before walking out.
I sigh as I think about the events of the last three days and how draining it's been for me. I decide not to think of it and just try my best to focus on my health and getting better. Damien really surprised me, I never thought he'd be the one to find me or even bring in a doctor and nurse to treat and take care of me. I'm sure Liza hasn't slept a wink until today. I feel so guilty for discomforting everyone like this. Even Liza's boyfriend Sam was here.
I'm still drowning in my thoughts when Tara walks in. She's wearing a pink jumpsuit and Bink heels.
"Oh, you're awake? Finally, I can now breathe and rest without everyone looking so worried or asking 'has she woken up' annoying" she eyes me wearily before folding her arms.
"get out Tara" I whisper lightly. I don't have the strength to deal with her right no so she just has to leave me alone.
She scoffs "you know you're such a drama queen right? Like literally, you're such a drama queen. You just had to collapse and have Damien carrying you on his arms here. Couldn't you wait till you got home or something?" She lost me when she said Damien had carried me in his arms. He did that? With the annoyed look on Tara's face I'm sure he did that. That's... Surprising? Never in a million years would I think Damien Lorenzo who happens to be my contract husband will ever carry me in his arms or look for me when I get kidnapped. As crazy as that sounds, that's the absolute truth.
"I'm talking to you Francesca" Tea growls.
I roll my eyes "don't you get it. I'm not listening. Please leave" my voice is weak but stern.
"you should be glad you're weak and sick if not I would have slapped the hell out of you. You know, the people who kidnapped weren't smart enough. They should have done it differently"
I just roll my eyes again. I'm not hurt or sad or whatever, infact I'm excited. I'm not close to her even though we're blood siblings. She doesn't mean anything to me so her words don't hurt me in the slightest bit.
"You know, I'm really tired and sore. That's the only reason I'm not dragging you out. You can say all you want to say but I don't really hear you. Why? Cause you're like a stranger squatting in my house. Strangers can't hurt you with their words" my voice is barely audible but she hears me perfectly well. Her face turns pink as she fumes in anger.
"You little..."
"Save it, I can barely take you serious in that childish thing you're wearing" she looks down at her outfit and frowns. She's literally bathed in pink. Pink jumpsuit, heels, nails, purse, lipstick, eyeshadow and jewelry.
"There's nothing wrong with my outfit Francesca" she says flaring.
"Keep saying it, till you believe it dear"
"you know what, you can mock me  and my fashion sense all you want but very soon, Damien and this house will be all mine and then I'll be the one in his arms" I scoff at her childish words. Oh, I'm not the least bit interested in Damien but I'll make sure she knows she can't have him.
"Sure, keep dreaming" I say waving her off.
"Francesca" she snaps but stops when the door opens and Damien enters looking absolutely incredible.