♥️T.H.R.E.E♥️
THEME: {Where do I belong??}
✍️ Written By Precious Pinky✍️
❣️Episode 41❣️
????Gwen’s pov????
“I can’t believe you. You are just waking out of coma and the first thing you could think of doing was to fight?” He snapped his head to look at Davis and Arthur who just stood quietly behind me with their heads bowed. “And you two,” They slowly raised their heads up, making eye contact with dad. “I can’t believe you guys accompanied her into going to patients wards to disrupt their peaceful time.”
“Sir…” Davis cleared his throat, giving me a side glance as he said, “She deceived us.”
What the hell is the idiot saying?
“What?” Dad croaked, raising a brow at him.
“She asked us to come over so we could give out cake to every patient in each ward as a peace offering and not for war offering.” He stated, completely ignoring my glare.
When did this chicken start growing wings?
I mean, before I fell into coma, he always feared me ever since I almost blinded him but now…ahh, maybe because of the little fun we had the respect he had for me varnish.
I need to gain back my respect by all means.
But first, I need to get out of this Fuc-king situation.
Dad’s gaze came upon me as he awaited my explanation.
I brou-ght my hands behind my back and lowered my gaze, acting to be sorry for my stupidity.
But honestly, I wasn’t sorry.
That bastard deserved everything he got…from the broken nose to the disengagement, to the embarra-ssment and lastly to the slaps…why should I feel sorry for those fun activities?
Like come on, I’ve been stuck in this hospital while sleeping my as-soff and for the first time since I woke up, I actually did something fun.
Why exactly should I feel sorry for that?
“Gwendolyn…” He strictly called me, indirectly asking me to go on with giving out some explanation for my foolishness…but hey, it wasn’t foolishness but rather justice.
That bastard broke my rules and for that reason he got just what he deserved.
“It was meant to be a peaceful offering to wish them quick recovery until I came across that ward.” I spoke softly.
“It was.” Both Arthur and Davis agreed in unison.
~Idiots~
“I know how much you hate it when men disrespect ladies but sometimes you don’t have to always get involve. You just have to look away and go on.” He said gently, letting out a de-ep sigh. “Do you know how worried I was? You got out of that coma in a miraculous way. I’m so excited about that. But suddenly two days later you are already going to every ward…fighting.”
“Actually, it was only that ward with an animal.” I muttered under my breath, hoping he didn’t hear me but damn my Fuc-king luck. Dad gave me a stern look, narrowing his eyes at me. “Sorry.” I sheepishly smiled.
He stared at the three of us, stuffing his hands into his pan-ts pocket. It almost felt like we were in school and were getting disciplined by the mathematics teacher.
I know you are wondering, why the the mathematics teacher? Well, they are literally the only ones who behave like they were the owner of the school and go about disciplining students.
~No offence, dad~
“This shouldn’t repeat itself again.” He said warningly.
“It definitely wouldn’t.” Davis said while Arthur nodded his head in agreement to his friend.
The three guys stared at me, waiting for my agreement as well but I remained quiet.
How can I promise something I can’t keep?
I can’t promise anything right now.
Because truth be told, if I walk by and find a bastard abusing a lady I will surely retaliate.
I hate injustice and mean people.
Yes, life is sometimes partial but we humans are given the chance…the opportunity to make things impartial.
I love to stand, defend and fight for the weak against the strong.
It will be so wrong to see an elephant challenging a rabbit. What chance those that rabbit have against the Elephant? Nothing, right?
I know most people always talk about David and Goliath in the Bible. Especially with the fact that little David defeated Goliath but come on, let’s be truthful with ourselves.
If such a thing ever want to happen, it will be 20percent over 100.
Hey, don’t argue with me.
“Are you planning on fighting again, Gwen?” Arthur asked me, breaking the silence.
I shot a glare at him, as well as earning one of my own from father.
This is Fuc-king frustrating and annoying!
Dad knows me well enough to know that even though i promise not to always get involve with other people’s business and just look away whenever I see a man beating up a woman…I will still do the opposite from my promise.
I can’t change who or what I am.
If you get accept me for who I am then you can just fu-ckoff.
~No offence, dad~
He’s trying to look out for me and yeah, that’s expected from a father but I think he’s going too far now.
He’s kinda reminding me of someone right now….
Did she by any chance give him a potion of her reasoning? Oh Fuc-k, I hope not.
“Dad, you always told me to fight for what’s right.”
He gro-aned, shaking his head. “This is so different, Princess.” He was looking calmer now compared to how be he was earlier before now. “You are not yet discharged which makes you a patient here as well so please act like one. Please!” He pleaded.
“But dad…” I began to disagree but he quickly interrupted.
“I am not asking you to change, Princess because I know that can never be possible but can you please just stay out of trouble until you get well?” He continued pleading, reaching out to hold my hand.
I was hesitant for a while before saying with a shrug. “Alright. I’m only doing this because I want you to stop worrying about me. It’s annoying.”
Dad chuckles lightly, pulling me in for a hug. “You are such a nau-ghty girl. If I don’t worry about you then who else is going to do that?”
“Mia.” Davis answered, making me froze to my feet at the mentioning of my mother’s name. “She even looked more worried than your father. Your mother is such an amazing and caring person.” He added, smiling.
Was she?
She was probably only acting to care because of them and nothing else.
She definitely doesn’t care because obviously no mother will ship her daughter off to an unknown land all in the name of trying to provide her daughter a perfect life like my mother did and neither will they just walk away without even seeing their child who woke out from coma all in the name of trying to take a easier way….
Fuc-k that easier way!
Like seriously, what does that even mean?
What stupid way was she talking about?
How can she just leave like that?
They say; what hurt most in every relationship between families is, not saying goodbye when going away..
Mom turned her back on me as I walked out of the house that very day.
And now, she walked away without letting me look at her or better still, hug her.
I miss her so much and I just wish things can be better between us.
I just wish she could let me back…
Dad noticed the tension that fell after Davis said those words.
He noticed how frozen I was as I stiffly pulled out of the embrace.
He cleared his throat, trying to clear the tension. “I didn’t know you possessed such strength to disfigure that guy’s face.” He said, changing the topic.
I knew what he was trying to do but decided to go with the flow.
“Me neither.” I laughed.
“It all happened so fast.” Arthur added, laughing as well.
“The guy just sat on the floor, whimpering like a child.” Davis joined in the laughter.
Dad smiled at me as I talked to the guys about…nothing.
And trust me, it’s better to talk about nothing with this guys than to talk about something,,, or should I say someone.
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????Narrator’s pov????
“Oh, welcome back.” Ed said as he approached Mia and helped carried her luggage.
She smiled at him. “Thank you dear.” She looked around, confuse to why her daughter’s friends were standing in front of her. “What’s going on?”
“How is Gwen?” Ken asked, with a sad look plastered on his face.
She chuckles lightly, taking out her house keys. “She’s awake now so you guys don’t have to worry, okay?” She walked past them, making her way towards her locked door.
“But I thought you were going to bring her back home with you.” Eddie stated, coming to stand beside Mia.
She stayed silent for a minute before saying, “She looked more perfect there compared to here.”
“What?” The three boys questioned in unison, confused.
She unlocked the door and pushed it open, walking inside along with the three boys.
“I can’t snatch her life again like I did before. She seem to have made new friends over there in New York…she look so happy as they talked to her about random things,” She reminisce back to the hospital when she saw Gwen talking to her new friends. “New York is home for her now…i can’t take that away again.”
“You regret your actions now, don’t you?” Nathan observed.
Mia hesitate for a long while before letting out a de-ep breath and said. “I’m just returning from a long journey, I need to rest.” She paused, narrowing her eyes at the boys. “How did you guys know I will be coming back home today?”
“We come here almost everyday expecting you…and Gwendolyn.” Ken responded.
Eddie dropped Mia luggage on the ground and smiled. “Welcome back home once again, Mia.”
She nod, smiling at the three boys who turned around to walk out of the house but she stopped them again.
They quietly turned to look at her. “You guys are such an amazing friends to my child and yeah, I might not have treated you three well but I’m glad to know that Gwen have friends like you in her life.” She paused. “Yes. I do regret my decision…my EVERY decision.” She began, making emphasis on the word, *Every* “I regret shipping my daughter off to Brooklyn to stay with her dad and I regret not bringing her back home with me.” She smiled sadly, folding her arms over her chest as if she was trying to block out cold. “But as much as i want my daughter back home, I don’t want to force it. I want her to come back home willingly. I don’t want to make a selfish stupid decision like I’ve always done.”
“Can Gwen really come back home willingly?” Ken asked calmly.
“Nothing is impossible for her, you know.” They nodded their heads in agreement. “I should rest now.”
“Yes…but,” Eddie cuts in again. “You really care for Gwen, why then do you act like you don’t?”
She shrugged, not saying a word.
The three boys took that as a clue and left the house, finally leaving Mia alone to drown in her thoughts of regret….
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????Gwen’s pov????
It’s almost a week and I’m still stuck in this stupid hospital.
I’m feeling very energetic now so why the heck am I not discharged yet?
Is it until I die of the smell, environment and boredom?
Even dad isn’t doing anything to get me out of here.
To him, he’s trying to listen to the doctor’s advice so as to avoid any form of complications.
His parents are always visiting me, especially his mother.
I wonder if they don’t have work to attend to instead of disrupting my quiet moment with boredom…I sound ungrateful, don’t I? Well I don’t care.
There’s just something about them I don’t like.
There’s a secret they were all keeping away from me ~The truth to why my parents never got married but had me~
Mom never explained to me and neither have dad said a word about it.
I don’t want to push them into saying something they are not ready to let out but I was quite losing my patience already.
The secrecy and curiosity were killing me!
But what can I do???
I just have to patiently wait until they are ready to talk.
But de-ep down, it felt like I already know the truth…the secret to why they never got married…Elena and Joe.
Maybe they never liked mother and for that reason never supported their relationship…I don’t know, it was only my guts feelings and might probably turn out wrong.
Anyway, enough about my patents failed relationship.
Cleo and Alex haven’t come around ever since that day.
Cleo and I haven’t spoken about the ki-ss we shared when I woke out of coma while Alex and I haven’t spoken either.
It almost felt like they were avoiding me or something.
And as for that idiot who call himself Brenden…?
I haven’t set eyes on him yet but Arthur and Davis who seem to be very close to me now told me about his arrival last night.
I wonder why he haven’t still come around to see me…not like I care or anything…
Whether he comes or not have absolutely nothing to do with m…
I was interrupted by the door opening, revealing the one person I never in a million years expected.
Right in front of me stood a smirking Brenden who was dressed in a black trouser, black hoodie and a white sneakers.
He stepped inside the room, shutting the door close behind him, still smirking.
What was he doing here?
I thought…I thought….
He approached me on the bed, stuffing his hands into his pan-ts pocket.
I don’t know if being in the hospital messed up my mind and sense of reasoning because right now I can’t stop myself from thinking of this idiot as *a handsome Greek god*
Like what the hell!
I wasn’t the kind of girl to compliment a jerk like Brenden.
And besides, we weren’t even friends!
Dammit! Why the hell was my heart beating this fast and loud?
Why does my palm suddenly feel sweaty?
And why can’t I stop myself from staring at him?
Am I going crazy by chance???
“You don’t look so happy in seeing me,” He said, breaking the ice cube with his beautiful voice…Wait, beautiful?
When did voice start becoming beautiful? Please scrap out that stupid word.
I raised a brow at him, giving him one of my disgusted look which did nothing but amused him.
“Should I really be happy to see you?” I asked, tilting my head to the side.
“Maybe not. But hey, I’m very happy to see you alive, Gwendolyn.”
****To Be Continued****