Chapter 20 Runaway bride
"On a clear, starry night here the full moon glows"
"Will you be my friend? "
"Through the leaves of the giant, oak tree here the soft breeze blows"
"We'll always find our way back to each other "
Here tomorrow again on the bed of green grass, will settle drops of dew.
"I'll come back to you no matter what "
"Here is the place where I love you "
My eyes slowly opened to the beeping of the monitor beside my head. I looked around, the bright light caused my eyes to squint.
Was I dead? Where was I? Was this heaven or hel? I hope I had done enough sins to end up in he'll. One else I would've to beg the gods or the angels, or whoever was in charge to send me to hel. My world was where he was.
I scrunched my nose as the familiar smell of disinfectant hit my nose. I suddenly felt trapped in the white walls.
I sat up on my bed. No, it wasn't my bed. Where was this place? I looked at the long tube running down my hand.
Was this the kind of quarters, people's were alloted after they were dead? I've to admit I didn't like it. Heaven or hel, or whatever this was, it didn't stand upto my expectations.
The door opened right then and a woman in white uniform walked in with a trolley. Was she an angel, she looked pretty human and why was she dressed like a hospital nurse? Could she tell me which apartment Tyler was alloted.
Someone else in a white coat followed behind her, before closing the door silently behind him. He was wearing a mask on his face, but I immediately recognised his eyes as soon they locked on mine.
He removed the mask and a gasp left my mouth. Looks like he found me before I got the chance to find him. Was he waiting for me? Did he know I would be coming to him no matter what?
"Medicine time", the nurse or angel or whoever she was, said extending a glass of water and a pill towards me.
When instead of taking them from her hand I kept on staring at him, she turned out to follow my gaze.
"Who are you? How did you come in? I'm calling the security right now", she said taking out the phone from her coat pocket.
Tyler snatched it away from her hand, before ahe got the chance to dial any number. "Wha........" I grabbed the flower vase by the bed and hit it in her head. It took almost a second for her to fall down, unconsious.
I ran upto him and wrapped my arms around his neck. At first I felt unsure if I would simply pass through him like a spirit. But thankfully, I didn't. I inhaled his delicious smell.
It suddenly felt like I had found my reason again, I had found my way again, I had found my destination again, I had found myself again.
"I told you I would come back right? How can you be so stupid as to try to kill yourself? Has it ever crossed your mind how I'll live without you?", he said shaking my shoulders, as if trying to break me from a trance.
"Has it ever crossed your mind, how I would live without you?", I said, pushing away his hands.
"What other option did I have? I had to come back to you! Dead or alive I had to reach you!", I said wipping the single tear that had rolled down my eyes.
"why the hel would tou think I was dead?", he said making me look up at him in confussion.
"Why aren't you dead right now? Am I not dead too?", I asked.
He smiled at me, my favourite crooked smile. "You think this is hel?", he asked.
"How can this be hel if you're here with me?, I tried to reason.
"yes, all the more reason for you to end up in hel." When I didn't show any signs to understand what he ment, he explained, "Don't you think I should be destined for hel?"
So did he mean this was hel? I've to admit it had exceeded my expectations. I don't know what I was expecting exactly. Maybe a place enveloped in darkness, but everything was white here.
Looking around I said," even if this is hell, heaven couldn't be better than this"
"Babe this is not hell. Neither is any of us dead right now.", he said grabbing my shoulders.
"How can that be? Where are we right now then?", I asked looking around.
"You're in a hospital room right now. This morning they found you lying on your bed unconsious and brought you here.", he explained.
So this was a hospital room. I looked down as heat slowly creaped up my cheeks. How stupid have I been! Of course this was a white, sanitary hospital room.
"But Elliot told me you were dead. I even heard the gunshot "
"The bullet never touched me, Ari. And as for your Elliot he felt it would be easier for them to keep you in control if you thought I was dead. If you knew I was alive, you would do anything and everything to reach me", he said.
"But to their dismay I did it anyway", I concluded.
"I've to say you made it easier for me. It would've been hard to get you out from your house with those guards and all. But that still doesn't justify you trying to commit suicide! ", he said.
"So what are you going to do now? Kidnap me?", I asked with a smirk.
"Nope, I'll take you away like a runaway bride", he said making me laugh.
"I would gladly run away with you", I said.
"You do realise you'll perhaps never be able to come back here again?", he asked serious now.
"Do you think I took those pills because I wanted to come back? I wanted to go away, to where you were."
"First put on these clothes", he said handing me a bag which contained a pair of jean shorts and a grey t-shirt, from the botom rack of the med trolley that the nurse had brought. I wonder how he managed to stash it there.
I changed into the attached washroom that the hospital room had.
"put into her coat over that and put your hair in a bun like her. I promise I'll take you away from here", he said indicating to the nurse now lying on the floor.
I did as he told. We walked out of the room with the medicine trolley. As he had suspected the guards didn't take notice. A male and a female nurse went inside together and they came out together. Now who would pay so much attention as to the stature of the female nurse had changed or not.
We got into the lift and threw off the white coates and masks. On second floor we got out of the lift and took the stairs instead to reach the lobby. Except some tracepassers and a few general patients no one noticed us.
Tyler directed me towards a black porche. We got in, and Tyler drove off. I looked at the hospital in the rear view mirror one last time. This was where I left my old life, this was where I left my identity as the simple, innocent seventeen year old girl who came from San Francisco after her parents unfortunate death, to live with her aunt and uncle in New York.
The building slowly became fainter and fainter as Tyler hit the road at full speed.
He stopped the car I'm front of a bar. Holding my hand he lead me inside, amidst the stares of surly looking men, I really felt very uncomfortable.
We got out from the back door into a narrow lane which seemed devoid of even a single human soul. He stopped in front of an nondescript building.
He knocked on the metal door in an unusual manner, the door clicked open revealing a fairly built man with close cropped, dark brown hair. He nodded in greeting at Tyler and moved aside to let us pass.
The inside wasn't as bad as the outside. It seemed bigger from inside too. It was fairly well furnished with little lighting.
"I never thought running away would be this fun!", I whispered, turning towards him.
"You'll soon regret it", he said guiding me towards a narrow staircase at the end of the hall. I wasn't sure what he meant. Did he regret taking me here already. Well it was too late to repent.
"I'll never regret falling in love with you " That made him halt in his steps. He turned around and stared at me with shock on his face. Beyond the shock, there was also pain.
"What? I wasn't so drunk last night that I couldn't hear the voice of my own heart"
There was something buried in his eyes that I couldn't be sure of - and it scared me. I didn't want to bring up last night, but I wasn't sure if avoiding the subject would be worse.
I said slowly, pronouncing each word carefully, "I love you Tyler James Miller "
Suddenly, there was sharp jolt of pain at the back of my head, like someone had hit me with something very hard. Dark spots blurred my vision, and everything started to get hazzy. My legs gave out, and I fell down with only darkness consuming me.
I never liked the bulldog in Mr White's house. They named him Buzo. To me it seemed like a nasty, selfish creature with two highly sharp canines.
Note: Sorry for withelding the chapters. I've written those chapters in a hurry, and now that I revised them a lot of things felt wrong. I want to give this book my everything and you guys deserve the best. So I'll do some chapter edits and post back the chapters. Those of you who've already read them before, you can go back and re-read these chapters, if you want. If you don't want, it's okay. You won't be missing on any plot here.