Invisble string || Charles Leclerc (On hold)

xix - you're safe

Olivia

My entire body ached when I came to. Everything around me was white and my head pounded at the brightness. A groan left my mouth as I tried to cover my eyes. "Don't move." I heard a deep voice murmur next to me and my body froze. Fear filled me again as the familiar red hair filled my vision. "Hey, it's fine. It's just me. You're safe." Zara said. My vision finally cleared as I saw the smudged kajal of Zara's eyes. "I'm gonna call the doctor." She said as she left the room and I couldn't help but feel the unfamiliar look of her eyes when she looked at me.

"Hello, I'm Mathew. I'm your doctor." He shook my hand as I bit back a groan. "what is the last thing you remember, Olivia?" My brain tried to dig through the last few hours but everything was hazy. The last thing I remember was sitting at the dinner table across from Jake. The monitor beeped next to my bed as my entire body sezied up.

"It's okay. You don't have to talk about it." I must have flinced away from his touch as he moved away. "Do you feel pain in any part of your body?" He said looking down at his clipboard. I tried to speak but nothing came out. Zara handed me a glass of water, still not looking at me. Only once I had the first sip I realized how thirsty I was. I downed the entire glass in seconds breathing deeply after.

"The painkillers shouldn't have worn off. Do you feel any pain?" The doctor asked again and I did a mental assessment of my body. "everything and nothing hurts at the same time." He chuckled at my answer making me smile. "Do you feel nauseous or dizzy?" He asked after ticking something off on his board. "Not really." I said.

"I will check back in a while." He said and left the room, leaving me and Zara in complete silence. "Z." Before I could go on, she cut me off, pulling her phone out of her pocket. "I'm gonna call Carlos." She left the room avoiding her eyes.

And I was left in complete silence. Left to process my own thoughts. Last night was still hazy, I could barely piece together what had happened. I saw my phone on the nightstand, but things didn't make sense. It was my phone again. It wasn't Charles's like it had been for the past 5 months. I opened it but suddenly didn't know the password. But what bothered me even more the date.

Technically, it had been 10 days. "what the fuck?" I whispered to myself as I tried to get up. But I couldn't my body wouldn't let me. My limbs were uncoordinated. I managed to haul myself off the bed but immediately dropped to the floor. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Someone entered screaming and I flinched, tears filling my eyes. "I'm sorry." I said, pulling away from them.

"Fuck." The unfamiliar voice muttered to themselves before legs stood in front of me. Then a face crouched to my level. "Hey, I'm sorry." The voice was softer. "Please look at me." The softeness was familiar. The voice that had been my solace the past 5 months. I looked up and my eyes met his soft green ones.

"How about we get you up?" He said, holding his arms out. And I let him helo me up. I sat on the bed, my legs hanging off the side as Charles stood in front of me. "Are you okay?" I looked down at my body and for the first time noticed the damage, and the tears finally fell. "oh." He muttered as I tried to wipe away my tears before he noticed. I was NOT about to cry in front of the guy I met technically for the first time.

"I'm gonna go." He said and I breathed in relief. "Do you want me to call Zara?" He said standing near the door. I hesitated and he just nodded his head and left. When I tried to stand up this time, I managed to, holding onto the edge of my bed. Even covered in the hospital gown, I could see the marks on my body, hidden under bandages. I moved slowly, pain seeping back into my body, undoing the gown. As the cloth fell of my body, a sob came out of me as I looked in the mirror, seeing the marks on my body, old scars and healing wounds.

Tears fell down my face as each scar and wound and bruise reminded me of everytime I was willing to forgive. Everytime I was too afraid to do anything. Everytime I let jake hit me without concequences. Zara came in as I quickly tried to cover up but she just sniffeled. I was expecting some snide remark but all I got was a chocked back sob. "Your brother is on his way. I had sent him home about an hour ago. He needed sleep too." She said looking down at the ground, trying to look anywhere except at me.

"Are you not even gonna look at me?" I said and all I could think of was how I had fucked up again. "We are not doing this right now. Not here." She said leaving the room. And I sat on the hospital cot and cried. And my memory was missing parts of it cause the next thing I remember, still, is waking up in darkness with a blanket over me.