Chapter 21
Jonathon awoke the next morning feeling like shit. His head was pouding like someone DDTed the hell out of him. He looked next to him and realized the other half of his bed was empty. Jon managed to get out of bed and shower and get dressed. He slipped on a blue t-shirt and denim jeans, with his black and white Converses. Soon, he got a phone call.
He answered on the third ring. "Hello?"
"Hello, Jon," Mrs. Morrison said.
"Hello, Mrs. Morrison. How are you? I have some terrible news-"
"April told us last night. How are you holding up?"
Jon sat down. "I've been better. I don't know what to do... I don't want to lose, Selina... I'm sorry... I know I told you I'd take care of her..." Jon's voiced trailed off as he began to cry.
"Jonathon, it's ok. Life is not perfect. Selina is a survivor. You need to be strong for her and your two little girls."
Jonathon got himself together. "Alright." He managed to say.
"I'll see you later. I'm also bringing the girls."
"Alright," Jon repeated.
After getting off of the phone with Selina's mom, Jon heard a knock and a voice at the front door. "Jon, it's me, April."
Jon opened the door and let April in. "Ready?" He asked her.
"Yes."
"Selina's mom is bringing the girls as well."
They soon arrived at the hospital and headed to Selina's hospital room. April and Jon entered and saw Mr. and Mrs. Morrison, along with Jasmin and Laura by Selinas' side. Jasmin and Laura ran up to Jon.
"Daddy! Is mommy going to be okay?" Jasmin asked.
"Mommy..." Laura said.
Jon fought hard to hide back tears. "Yes, she'll be ok. She's just sleeping is all."
"When will she wake up, Daddy?" Jasmin asked.
"I don't know baby girl, I don't just don't know..."
April volunteered to take the girls to get something to eat and drink. "Come on Jasmin and Laura, let's go get a snack and some fresh air for a while."
Jon sat down next to Mrs. Morrison. Mr. Morrison was on the other side of Selina's bed. He gave Jon a stern look.
"Jon," he said.
Jon caressed Selina's hand gently and looked up at him. "Yes, sir?"
"April told me about how your friend raped Selina. And how she confronted him and was so upset by the ordeal that she sped off. An 18-wheeler ran a stop light and crashed into her. The driver was under the influence. Am I right?"
Jon simply nodded his head.
"This Sami fellow, he has feelings for my daughter? Is that why he raped her?"
Jon nodded his head again.
"Alright then." Mr. Morrison got up.
He came around the bed and placed a hand on Jon's shoulder. "I'm glad you went and beat Sami's ass. Thank you."
"You're welcome," Jon said.
Mr. Morrison then left the room. Mrs. Morrison let out a sigh.
"I really hate that Sami bastard."
"Me, too. We were best friends. I can't BELIEVE he was even at my wedding. But I wish that Selina would have told me earlier. But she didn't want me to worry about her."
Mrs. Morrison looked down at her hands. "I need an aspirin!"
Mr. Morrison had driven down the street to get something to eat when he spotted Sami. Right then and there, he wanted to kill Sami for what he did to his daughter, but that would have to wait...