After calling the hospital the boys agreed that they should walk up Star, as otherwise she'd end up sleeping all day, which would mean nothing would get sorted out. Arthur moved slightly, and shook her arm gently, not wanting to wake her suddenly, knowing that she'd have a terrible hangover. Dominic faked a loud cough, unhelpfully, as he sat down in one of the arm chairs by the sofa, and pulled out his phone. Star's hand crawled up to her head, as her eyes began to open. She let out a yawn and then winced, the effects of the previous night beginning to set in. Arthur glanced down, and smiled slightly,
"You okay?" He asked her, unsure of how much she'd remember about her ordeals from last night. She nodded slowly, thinking for a moment,
"Sort of," She replied honestly, attempting to piece together the events of her drunken escapade. "My head kills though God!" She exclaimed, flopping back against the sofa, which then caused her to notice Dominic, "Dom..?" She began quietly, unsure if he would still be angry with her, "Shouldn't you be at work or something..?" She mumbled quietly. He shook his head slowly,
"Yes, but we're not today," He explained gently, noting that she clearly had a headache and he also didn't want to start an argument. "After yesterday, and the state you ended up in last night, me and Arthur have agreed that this needs to be sorted - We want to be here for you, especially if it's something that can make you like this, because we all know that it won't do you any good," He explained, looking at Arthur for some support in the matter. Star inhaled deeply, knowing that he was right, and that coming clean here was the right thing to do.
"Ok.." She started slowly, "You're both right, there is probably plenty of stuff I should've told you outright from the beginning, but I didn't - so I'm sorry. The reason I generally avoid saying anything about my family is because, it induces my panic attacks and anxiety, plus as I said that night at the pub, there truly is little to say; I don't actually know whwho my father is, Colette never liked to talk about him really. As for mum herself, you might have guess from Zosia's call to you yesterday, she can't be reached. It's been this way ever since she left for her new job in America. I wasn't living with her when she left though, as I was still studying away at med school, but then days after she told me of her new job, and only a few weeks before I started here at Holby, she just cut off all contact. The last thing I ever got from her was a brief note, telling me that the accommodation for this year was being sorted by the hospital because of housing issues or something," She confessed, having to stop, as a wave of emotion hit her. Both boys looked at her bewildered and shocked. Arthur pulled her closer, and gave her a hug as a few tears slipped from her eyes.
"I'm sorry," Dom apologised, "I didn't realise - I shouldn't have shouted at you like that - Fleur was right about me thinking things through more. I can be such an idiot.." He trailed off, before being interrupted by Star who shook her head,
"No, honestly, it's okay Dom, you weren't to know and besides nothing can be done now anyway.."
"It might.. Actually it will sound ridiculous, but we could try and track new down - don't you have an address or something?" Arthur chipped in thoughtfully.
"Maybe, but it's a long shot considering she won't even pick up the phone," Star replied sadly. However Dominic jumped up from his seat,
"Diggers could be right, plus it's always worth a try," Dom agreed.
About half an hour later Star had taken a shower and gotten changed. She re-enter the living room and joined the two boys around the dining table. She sat at the head of the table, as Arthur and Dominic were sitting opposite each other. They both had there phones out, and were each trying to find out a way of finding Colette. The three of them sat silently for a moment, when both of their phones went of simultaneously. Arthur was the first to look down and read the text:
12:37pm Colette Sheward *Multitcast - Dom Copeland & Zosia March*
Is Star ok? She seems to have drunk dialed me last night and sounded very distressed and her phone now goes to voice mail
Dominic look up to Arthur and they exchanged glances,
"Are you seeing what I'm seeing right now?" He questioned, to which Arthur nodded, "Why hasn't she referenced anything else?" He then added, which confused Star further,
"What is it?" Star quizzed, and in a silent answer Dominic slid his mobile across the table for her to read. Her eyes widened as she read the words to herself, "Oh god, I must've lost my phone since then because I can't find it now,"
"Do you want one of us to call her or do you want to, I presume that she'll answer now," Arthur asked her, reaching for her hand under the table.
"I'll do it," She replied, picking up the phone from the table and pressing the dial button. However, as the phone began to ring she got hit by a sudden wave of panic and second thoughts of whatof ifs: What if she left you for a reason? What if she was trying to get away? What if..?
"Hello?" Colette spoke down the phone, the familiar voice causing Star to crumble and loose any sense of voice. She placed the phone back on the table with quivering hands, and Dom picked it back up.
"Colette?" He called down the phone, hoping she hadn't hung up.
"Dom?" Colette replied, "What happened, is everything ok?" She asked him, a notable concern in her voice.
"Don't you think I should be asking you that?" He demanded, "Where in the hell have you been?!"
"Oh, I know but not now.." She sighed, "Star's staying with you two right? Is she okay, I've been sick with worry since the call last night.."
"She's fine now," He explained, "Guy brought her home very drunk last night, he saw her on his way home or something,"
"Is she there right now? Could you put me on speaker or something?" She requested, sounding slightly more relieved. Dom looked up to Star, who gave him a shaky look of confirmation.
"Mum?" Star croaked, a single tear escaping her eye.
"Star? Oh thank God you're okay! You gave me such a fright?" Colette replied, also sounding a little choked up. The three of them gave Colette an explanation of the past couple of days happenings, and also the whereabouts of Zosia.
"Oh Star.." Colette began, "I never ever meant for any of that to happen to you. I..I know it'll sound ridiculous, but I thought you'd be okay without me.. Since you have your Dad now,"
"Huh?" Star muttered, confused, and exchanged glances with the boys, not knowing what she meant, "What do you mean my Dad? You've never told me anything about him?"
"He didn't tell you did he? I thought he might've..?" Colette trailed off with a sigh, "Look, I think that this is something I should really be telling you in person, I'm going to try to get a flight to Holby, maybe tomorrow or something - I'll let you know but I've gotta go now, ok?"
Star nodded, although she couldn't be seen by Colette,
"Okay, bye," She replied, as the phone was hung up. The two boys then smiled over to her, knowing now that she'd be so much more at ease as she knew Colette was okay. However the three of them now all had the same question, Who exactly was Star's father?
Zosia March was sitting cross legged on the small single bed in the corner of her hospital room, her phone still firmly attached to her hand incase Dominic or Colette tried to contact her. She jumped out of her skin as her phone vibrated, indicating that she had a text, so she looked down at her phone and read what Colette had sent her. Her face fell, as there was no question about how she herself was, it just asked after Star. A moment of anger hit her, and she threw her phone across the room - maybe her Father was right, and Colette really didn't care about her like she'd always thought. Minutes later there was a knock at her door, and a nurse who worked there walked in,
"Zosia? Your Dad's down here with your doctor, as she wants to discuss plans regarding your discharge and such with you and your Dad, so if you com with me.." The nurse told her, ushering her downstairs and towards her doctor's office.
