Page 66 of Lies You Told
The doors open, and a couple of doctors are waiting for us.
Two go with Greyson while the paramedic tells them a bunch of medical stuff that goes way over my head.
Jax pulls me close as we walk into the hospital and kisses the top of my head.
“Ms. Lawson,” the female doctor guides me into a private room. “We’ll give you a shout,” she says to Jax.
It’s then I realize they want me on my own. Well, that’s not happening. “I want Jax to come.”
I didn’t realize how tense he was until the tension left his body next to me. He squeezes my shoulder.
“There are a series of-”
“Look, I know you’re just doing your job. I know that. But I am fine. There’s not a scratch on my body,” I say, looking at my wrists, “well, except for these.”
“Chloe. I can wait outside. I mean, I’d prefer to be with you, you know that.”
I do know that. He’s been amazing ever since he came running into my building weeks ago when he found out Blake was in the building. “I want him to stay.”
The doctor closes the door and shuts the blinds on the window.
“What is your relationship with Mr. Huntington?” She asks as she starts to clean the wounds on my wrists.
“Well, technically, I’m his lawyer. But he’s my guardian angel, I guess.”
She smiles at me. “He’s going to be okay.”
“I guess I’m technically his next of kin since his daughter has been arrested.” I feel Jax’s tension from here.
I turn to look at him. “You know?” I ask.
“He wants to tell you himself. I’m not going to deny him that.” Jax smiles at me. “He deserves it after the fight he put up and not giving them what they wanted.”
“He’s so stubborn. He should have just told Franchesca what she wanted.” I say the last part under my breath.
The doctor takes us up to Greyson’s room, and I’ve changed into scrubs one of the other doctors brought in for me. He gives me a weak smile when Jax and I walk into the room.
“Oh my god, thank god you’re okay,” I breathe a sigh of relief.
“I told you he was okay,” whispers Jax, the smile spreading over his face.
“Jax, good to see you.” He nods.
“I’ll leave you two to talk. I’ll go and get us all something to drink.”
I give Jax a weak smile. I don’t know how he knows. Whenever he found out, it was while I’d been kidnapped.
“Chloe, I’m sorry for what Franchesca put you through.”
“Don’t be. She put you through it too. You should have told her what she wanted. Nothing was worth three broken ribs, internal bleeding, and a concussion.”
“This did,” he winces as he sits up a little straighter in the bed.
“I used to hope you were my dad,” I whisper, and it’s the first time in my life I’ve uttered those words out loud. I feel a small tear run down my cheek. Everything is setting me off crying tonight.
“We are family,” he groans.
I’m confused. Greyson was an only child.
