Page 108 of Freeing Emily
I fight with my body, trying to gain some semblance of control to wake up.
“You thought you’d escape us? Ha! You’ll never be free of us.”
My eyes flutter harder, and my muscles finally begin to give in to my influence.
A deep and dark chuckle dissipates when my eyes open. Black dots fill my vision before color starts to take form. The hospital room comes into focus.
“Thank God,” my ma cries and then quickly stands at my bedside. She takes my hand into her and peppers it with kisses. Tears stream down her face and the guilt of what I’ve done comes rushing.
Liam stands at the end of my bed with pain etches over his beautiful face. His eyes glisten with unshed tears before he blinks them away and swallows tightly.
My ma continues to pepper me with kisses and her hands roam over my face and arms, assessing for any visible damage.
When she finally steps away, Liam slowly walks toward me. His brows are pinched with concern, and he studies me as if he’s confirming I’m truly awake. Truly here.
My ma steps out of the room, the door shuts with a softclick.
“What were you thinking?” Liam whispers in a shaky voice.
My brain still feels foggy, and I struggle to form words. My head feels heavy, so I remain pressed against the pillows.
Liam lowers his chin to his chest and traces circles on the blanket with his fingers.
“I thought you were going to die, Emily. His voice is full of sadness and pain.
Tears flow down my cheeks and Liam leans over, swiping them away with his thumb.
“I’m so sorry,” I rasp.
Declan, Caetlin, and I sit in the office of the hospital psychiatrist. My leg hasn’t stopped bouncing since I left Emily with Sarah and Paige. We’ve been discussing the best course of action regarding Emily’s lapse and how to prevent it from happening again.
I refuse to believe she intentionally tried to overdose.
When she lost consciousness and started seizing, I felt my heart completely shatter. I thought she was dying before my eyes, and I fucking froze. I didn’t know what to do or who to call until one of the guards came running in.
I had apparently been screaming her name and for help, but I don’t remember doing it. I don’t remember anything but the emotional turmoil that was attacking my body and watching Emily convulse in my arms.
The guard had called Dr. Robbins who administered Narcan before an ambulance arrived and rushed her to the hospital.
I lost my mind and threatened to blow the brains out of every person in the vicinity when they denied me being able to ride with Emily in the ambulance. It wasn’t until Caetlin arrived and cooled me down that I was okay following them to the hospital.
“Does that sound like an acceptable plan for everyone?” Dr. Nelson asks, glancing at the three of us.
Caetlin and Declan both turn to me, and I realize they’re asking me for confirmation.
The plan is for Emily and I to live on our own, and identify any and all her triggers. Declan had mentioned moving off the property completely, but I don’t want to take Emily away from her garden. Dr. Nelson agreed.
So, we will be moving to one of the guest houses on the property that is close enough to the mansion that we won’t be completely alone but also far away enough to allow Emily some privacy.
Declan has removed me from any missions until further notice so I can focus on helping Emily.
She will have a team that will work with her along with Dr. Morrison to ensure she has round-the-clock care but with the stipulation of not being suffocating for her.
I made sure they understood what would happen if Emily felt any negativity with their presence.
I turn toward Dr. Nelson and nod. “Aye.”
Declan and Caetlin both nod and settle into their seats.