WRITER'S POV
"You again?" Grace asked furiously as she walked in. The moment she saw Draya pacing the corridors looking worried, she knew something was up. And when Draya tried to stop her from entering, she was convinced that the really was a problem. She ignored the beeping machines as she glared at the tall hunk before her.
Draya walked in. "Aunt Grace I'm so sorry." She said sobbing.
Grace held her hands up to shut her. "How could you, Draya? This man is the cause of my daughter's predicament yet you let him come close to her? The hell Draya? Don't you care for your friend? Don't you?" Grace was close to pulling out her hair as she turned and saw Avatia's fingers moving. "See? See what he did to your friend. Go call a doctor. Now." Grace said, but it was just an excuse to drive the young girl away before she vomited the words she was eager to say to Dreidan. There were emergency buttons in the room but she needed to talk to this man alone.
The moment Draya stepped out, she leaned on the door and placed her hand over her chest. It wasn't to eavesdrop, she just wanted to calm herself down but she placed her palms on her mouth when she heard Grace's voice.
Meanwhile, back in the room, Grace looked at Dreidan from head to toe and back, in a spiteful way and before she could stop herself, she gave him a solid slap. Dreidan was not taken aback, actually, he saw that coming. He knew he deserved it and much more. "You bastard. Moron. Asshole. The nerve of you to show your filthy ugly face here after all you did to my child."
Dreidan was actually holding himself. He had never wanted this to happen to Avatia. She was the only one who could bring out the humane part of him. She was the only one who could give him the peace his heart was craving for. "Grace you have to know that I didn't want this to happen."
"It doesn't matter Mr. Mafia man. It doesn't freaking matter. Right now, I'll tell you this just once. You would leave. Leave for good. I'll call my lawyers and a restraining order will be sent to your house tomorrow morning. I do not want to ever see you near my child. Never. Mark my words Mr. Vaughn, you do not want to see my mad state. You do not want to know what an angry mother can do to the man who hurt her only child. You may be way way richer than I am, but it's not going to stop me from fighting you if you ever show your face to my child. Leave now." Grace said as tears rolled down her cheeks. Seeing her child suffer was even worse than when her dear husband died. "Mr Vaughn, I said now."
Dreidan's heart was breaking. This was the same thing that happened when Nevaeh died. Her parents had never approved of him in the first place and when their daughter died, they hated him. He was called a monster. He was called a devil. He was called a beast. Why did this always have to happen to him? Why did he always have to suffer so much pain. First was his mother. He'd watched his father kill her when he was so young. Then Nevaeh came and showed him so much love than he could have ever asked for. She even gave him a baby. And again, Leo killed her. He wasn't even able to carry his child in his arms. And now, when he'd started feeling loved by the angel laying before him, another tragedy just had to befall him. And right before him, her mother was telling him he wasn't worthy of her daughter's love. Just what had he done to deserve so much tragedy in his lifetime? He looked at Avatia's body again, the machines were still beeping and her fingers were still moving. He ignored her mother's glare and walked over to her bed. He looked at her beautiful face and whispered... "I'll come back for you, princess. No one would stop me. I promise you that." Then he bowed his head and walked away.
The moment he left the room, the doctor and nurses came rushing in. He stopped by Draya. "Take care of my girl, will you?"
Draya saw love in his eyes. She had heard everything aunt Grace told him before she'd rushed to the nurses station. She felt bad for the man who stood in front of her. Everyone thought he was a cold heartless monster, including herself. But Avatia thought otherwise. And now, looking into his eyes, she also saw that he was just a man who needed so much love. She couldn't hold herself as she walked closer to him and hugged him as a few tears escaped from her eyes. "I will, sir. I promise you that. Take care of yourself too, because I know my best friend loves you so much and would not want anything happening to you." She told him before pulling away, wiping her tears with the back of her hands. "I'm sorry for hugging you." She apologized. After all, he was still a mafia boss. She chuckled sadly at her silly thoughts.
Dreidan pulled out his ever ready handkerchief and handed it to her. "Its nothing Draya. I'll just go now." He said and turned away, walking down the aisle. She wiped her tears. Maybe, just maybe she had to do something for her friend and this man. There was chemistry between them, even the dumbest person could see that.
She pushed the thought to the back of her mind and walked into the room, standing far away from aunt Grace. She wasn't ready for a scolding right now. She stood quietly as she watched the doctors. She prayed her best friend would wake up. She stole a peek at aunt Grace, and it also broke her heart. She was a kind woman who loved her daughter unconditionally. And now, she was hurting so bad.
She was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard the doctors voice. "Its a new year's miracle. Miss Hilton is awake."
The relief that washed over her body was indescribable. She immediately looked at the roof. "I know that was you, Lord." And at the back of mind, she also knew it was because of Dreidan. She just knew it.
The doctor kept saying some things but she was too excited to understand. Aunt Grace was already by her daughter's bed, hugging her.
"Easy there Madame, we'll just run a series of test on her to be sure she's fine." He turned to one of the nurse and wrote something on her clipboard. Then turned to another. "Give her some water now."
Tears kept rolling down Grace's cheeks. Finally, her baby was awake. Just the day before the New Year. Her prayer was answered. Avatia's eyes slowly opened but closed back due to bright lights. The doctor ordered for the lights in the room to be dimmed and for the curtains to be closed.
The doctor spoke this time. "Avatia honey, try opening your eyes again." He watched the girl try and try until she could open her eyes. They were bloodshot. He ordered the nurse to give her some water since her throat was probably too dry.
Grace pulled her into a hug again. "My baby, I missed you so much honey. I'm so glad that you're awake now. My baby girl." She cried as she kept on throwing kisses all over Avatia's face but her daughter pulled away from her. She was confused.
Avatia's mind still couldn't process anything. Who were these people? Where was she? Who was the woman calling baby? "Who are you?"
Everyone's heart dropped. What was happening? Grace who was a nurse was praying so hard at the moment that it shouldn't be what she thought it was. "I'm your mother, sweetheart. Don't you remember?"
"No. I don't know you. Go away." Avatia cried.
But her mother pulled her into a hug again, determined to make her daughter feel the bond. "Its me Kim. It's me, mommy."
The poor girl just shook her head and pushed the woman away. Her head was pounding so fast, her body was aching. "Go away. Y'all should just leave me alone. Go." Avatia cried loudly this time. They were all confusing her.
Nothing could be worse than hearing your child deny you. Draya stood there speechless. Her friend couldn't be suffering from amnesia, right?
The doctor signaled for everyone to leave the room, except Grace of course. "Let's talk in my office, ma'am."
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"No, no, no doctor. You have to do something. My child can't be suffering from memory loss." Grace cried as she held the doctors hand.
The doctor didn't know what to say again. "It's an effect of the post traumatic stress disorder she went through. It's bad Grace, but on the bright side, it's treatable."
That caught Grace's attention. "Do anything to treat my little girl. I'll pay you. My child can't suffer that way. Please."
The doctor further went to explain how post traumatic stress disorder could cause insomnia, horrible nightmares, forgetfulness, and so many more. He then suggested that Avatia be taken far away from New York, to a peaceful area surrounded by natural things. He also recommended some anti-depressants in conjunction with therapy. Telling her he would look for the best psychotherapist. He also told her that he would draw a schedule for her daughter that would help speed up her recovery. He even told her that if she was lucky, Avatia's memories could pop up once in a while and he hoped her memories could come back for good. Wishing her the best in the end.
This broke Grace's heart. But she was going to help her child. She would do anything for her baby. The doctor made some calls immediately, saying they had to commence treatment on Avatia as soon as possible before her condition became worse.
Grace could only pray and hope things become better. She'll be flying with her daughter to Texas. She could not go to Ohio. Avatia needed fresh new memories. Maybe this could be good for her daughter. To forget about that Dreidan Vaughn. After all, he caused this.
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Okayyyy, so our girl is awake. But on the rough side, she is suffering from post traumatic depression😭😭 Let's just pray everything turns out well. Do you think she'll really forget about our Mr. Black😭😭 I don't want that.
By the way, happy birthday Lillie love💖🎂. You forced me to update knowing I was sick😣😣 but I still love you😚
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please vote if you're eager for the next chapter😏😏