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Chapter 2:

Mia:

When you're young, you're naïve and you believe everything you're told. When you're older you're expected to become wiser than the year before, meaning what you believe in now, may not be what you believe in tomorrow. I always thought my parents would grow old together and that when I was old enough, I would bring my children to see their grandparents… When you're older, you don't know what to believe…

Today was the first check-up I had since the night my father died. The doctor said she needed to look at my progress in order for me to be able to get discharged from the hospital. So here I am, sitting very patiently for her to arrive.

"Can you relax?"

I was pulled out of my train of thought to hear Eddie's voice. He's been here with me the entire time acting as my temporary 'guardian'. You heard correct! I was technically a Moroi but I had never been assigned a guardian before and to be honest it felt kind of weird at first. I knew Eddie before but we were never that close. Now he was with me every hour of the day and it wasn't until recently we got to know each other a bit more. For example, he had three gold fish and a golden retriever named Red which I don't know how he got possession of considering there was a strict rule about no pets at Court. As I look at him now, our relationship has indeed changed.

"I'm sorry," I smiled apologetically. "I really want to get out of here. I've been here so many times and I still haven't gotten used to it. As soon as I pass this one more thing I can go home and find my dad's murder."

"Do you really want to rush into finding the guy?"

"Of course I do! He killed my father Eddie, don't tell me you wouldn't do the exact same thing if the situation was reversed." He shut his mouth. "Yeah see, exactly."

Eddie:

One of the many things I learnt about Mia was that she was stubborn. She'd make up a rebuttal that would top your own and you're just left there, taking way too much time to come up with another argument. By that time she would have gotten what she wanted and you're left frustrated to the very core of your being.

"Mia! How are you feeling today?" A middle aged lady walked in wearing a white doctor's coat and a stethoscope was wrapped around her neck. She walked in with a reassuring smile and her shoes made quite noises on the plastic covered floor.

"I'm very well thank you." Mia said. "Eddie this is Dr. Allen." I stood up in order to give her a proper greeting.

"Pleasure to meet you." I held out my hand and she reluctantly shook it.

"Likewise. Okay Mia let's see how you're doing."

Mia:

I could feel the cold steel circle of the stethoscope through the thin piece of fabric that was called a hospital dressing gown. Honestly, who makes these? I kept that remark to myself and focused on breathing in slowly.

"Again?" I managed to take one last deep breath in and exhaled through my mouth. "You're vital signs are working perfectly. I'm just going to give you something to help release the tension in your body." She pulled out a syringe from the pocket of her coat. I started to panic just from the sight of it.

"No! Please no! Please!" I screamed. I moved far away from her as possible but I was only limited to the bed because I was hooked up to an IV pole.

"Mia?" she reasoned.

Eddie was off his seat, holding my shoulders and trying to calm me down. "Mia what's wrong? Tell me! You need to calm down or else you're never going to get out of here." He looked at me straight in the eyes. "Come on you can do this. Don't disappoint yourself."

"I can't!" I shook my head furiously. "Eddie I can't. I don't want to take that," I pointed shakily to the needle Dr. Allen was holding in her hand. "They gave me the exact same thing."

"Who's they?" he asked.

"The men who murdered my father." I whispered. "Please Eddie, don't make me take it." I was clutching his wrists trying to make him see how scared I was. I knew I was going to start crying if he forced me to take whatever she wanted me to have.

"Is there any other way?"

"No, it's all right. Although she'll have to be on some form of medication for a couple of weeks. Anti-depressants to help relive her of any anxiety she has. I'm making you responsible for making sure she takes them."

"Yes of course." He turned his attention towards me. "Mia you can let go now, she's not going to give it to you. It's okay, you're going to be okay."

"I'm sorry…"

"Don't be sorry dear, its fine." She patted my arm comfortingly and said, "Now if you'll excuse me I'll need to fill out some paperwork so that you'll be able to go home this afternoon. Make sure you get your entire belongings okay? Eddie can I see you for a few minutes outside?"

He nodded. "Mia I'll be right back. In the meantime if you're up for it you can start packing."

Eddie:

I was surprised when Dr. Allen asked to speak with me privately. We stood just outside the door of Mia's room and she had her arms crossed over her chest. "What did you need to talk to me about?"

"It's about Mia. I think she's been through a lot of emotional stress and it's affecting what she does on a daily basis. I know I'm not the only one who notices her talking in her sleep you've noticed it too haven't you? When she tries to take a nap during the day, she almost always calls out to her father."

It was true, Mia had been talking in her sleep but I never wanted to bring it up with her because let's face it, she would have denied any accusation. "Then why did you agree on her getting discharged this afternoon?"

"Because I believe with your help, she'll be right on track in a matter of weeks. You need to make sure she takes her medication and if it gets any worse call me straight away. Mia's father was a dear friend of mine; I'll be damned to see that girl not find happiness in her life she's been through her fair share of drama already."

"Then you can count on me." I promised. "You'll be the first to know if anything changes."

Mia:

I was finally getting out of here. Unfortunately I wasn't able to start packing because I had needles and all sorts of medical equipment either in me or around me.

"I thought I said to start packing." Eddie walked in closing the door behind him. I held up the arm which connected me to the IV pole and gave him a duh expression.

He laughed. "Yeah, I forgot about that."

"Very funny. Looks like you're going to be the one to help me pack. What did the doctor say?"

"Nothing really."

"Are you sure?" He nodded while packing my clothes in a bag. "I'll take your word for it."

A few hours later and nurse came in and helped me removed all the things that monitored my body. It felt great, it honestly did. I no longer felt like a lab rat confide into a white room, I couldn't help but smile at myself. A first genuine smile…

"Are we ready to go?" Eddie asked.

"Definitely."

We made our way through the hospital ward and out the sliding doors. The wind blew against my face and it made my blonde hair blow behind my shoulders. I sighed and closed my eyes, embracing the fresh air that was around me. "God that feels good." Eddie grabbed my hand and tugged me towards the direction of his car.

"Let's go. You can stay at my house for a little while."

That was absurd! "Why can't we go to my house?"

"Because it's under investigation, they have a warrant on it Mia. Once we get the all clear then you'll get to go home."

I slid into the passenger's seat while Eddie placed my bags in the boot of his BMW car. For a guardian I couldn't believe he was able to afford such a vehicle. He slid into the driver's seat and put the car in ignition. "Will I be living by myself once the investigation is over?" He reversed out of the parking lot and accelerated towards the exit.

"To be honest, I don't know. We'll see how it goes." I looked outside the window noticing the houses and cars fly by. "Hey, you'll be okay Mia. I won't let anything bad happen to you."

"Thanks Eddie, you're a great friend."