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Tangled Hearts-
Chapter Three
"He's going to be fine, he just needs some therapy." The woman with long raven hair and brown eyes that only she could pull off said.
Kara sighed, "Thank you so much." She said and smiled.
The woman smiled, "No problem. You can go visit him." She said pointing to Freddy's door.
Kara smiled again and walked into his room. She looked at Freddy so peacefully sleeping and shut the door. He slowly opened his eyes and yawned. "Hey sleepy head." she said sitting next to him.
"Hey." he said smiling taking her hand and kissed it.
"Good news!" She said handing him coffee.
"Hmm?" He asked taking a sip of it.
"You get out of the hospital today!" She said smiling. "Come on get up, get dressed and we'll go kay?" She said handing him his favorite light blue polo and kaki's along with brown dress shoes.
He took the clothes in his hand and walked with struggle to the bathroom in his private room. After his parents died of old age, he inheritated half of their fortune, and his sister got the other half. He got dressed and looked at himself in the mirror.
He looked as if he was a successful business man, which he was. He owned the world's largest insurance company, and has for many years. Not to mention all the stocks he owned and his weekly horse betting. Freddy Jones was a lucky man, or so tabloids and newspapers said. But to Freddy, he was far from it. Sure, he had a nice girlfriend, and yes he had money, lots of it! But lucky to him meant nothing of that sort. Lucky to him meant something more deep, like actually being happy.
He looked at his IZOD polo, and his crisp white kaki's that went so well with his favorite polished leather brown shoes, and he wanted to scream. He went through this every morning. He would imagine himself in his Green Day T-shirt his fiancé had boxed away years ago, and imagined himself in his black pants, his favorite pants. Then he imagined he had his hair spiked up with gel and drum sticks in his hands. He knew he could never go back to that. He was too successful, and he needed to support his "gold digger" fiancé.
"Honey, you almost done?" she said knocking on the door.
"Yeah." he croaked. "Almost."
It was always almost for him. Almost perfect, almost happy, almost living. But one thing always stayed the same, his name. Freddy. Not Fred, or Frederick just Freddy. He sighed and put on a fake smiling face and walked out of the bathroom.
Kara smiled and mentioned him to sit down in the wheel chair she had. "Let's go." she said taking his hand.
Just as they were about to walk out, he heard a voice call his name, "Mr. Jones! Don't forget, therapy tomorrow at 1!" The nurse yelled.
"I won't!" He yelled back smiling and let Kara push him out of the door to the never ending lines of paparazzi.
"Freddy honey!" Kara yelled up the stairs, "It's time to go! I've got your jacket." She said and walked out the door of "her" mansion.
Freddy soon emerged from his room, gripping on the rail as it he depended on it (which he denied every time and said that he only used it because they made him put it in there) he walked down what seemed the never ending steps. He smiled and thought about the times he slid down the rail, but that was before he turned into who he was, in his bachelor years and yet again decided against it.
He looked at the pictures that filled the walls. One's of famous Opera's, pictures from newspapers and pictures of Kara and him. It was a night and day change from his band posters.
"We need to go." Kara said popping her head in the door.
Freddy smiled and opened the door and walked out and into his personal limo that Kara said he needed.
"Freddy Jones." A nurse called from the waiting room. Freddy stood up and told Kara she could go. She responded with a smiled and left. "Right this way." the nurse smiled and led him to a room. "Right in there." she said and he walked through the door.
He looked around. There were numerous amounts if equipment and he saw a woman with headphones on sitting in a chair. She finally looked up and took her headphones off.
"What were you listing to?" He asked.
"Oh, just a little bit of the Ramones." The woman with raven hair said. "Heather Hathaway." she introduced herself.
"Freddy Jones." he said smiling, recalling the last name.
She laughed, "Freddy Jones, nice to see you again." She said smiling. "Haven't seen you since you went off to collage." she said.
"Yup. And you were a little freshman." He said standing against the wall.
She laughed, "Yeah, but I was a cool freshman."
"Only because your sister was my band manager." He shot back.
She laughed again, "I'll take what I can get." she said and looked at her clip board.
"You haven't changed at all." He said. "Same hair, same length, same smile, laugh same everything." he said.
"I haven't but you certainly have. Where's your sticks?" She asked jokingly.
"Haven't picked those up in years." He said sadly.
"What?" She said unbelievably.
"Haven't you been reading the paper? I'm a business man; I have no time for fun." He said.
Heather smiled, "Actually, I don't read the paper." She said.
"Well, enough of memory lane. Let's get me better!" He smiled.
"You haven't changed either. Same personality, well, at least the optimistic side has stayed."
"Like I said, let's get me better." He said.
Heather noticed he didn't want to talk about his old life anymore so she said, "Well, I'm Heather and three times a week you'll be coming in and we'll get you walking in no time."
"Three times a week until when?" He asked.
"Until you're better." She said. "Now let's see you walk."
"If you can call it that." He muttered and tried to walk, but looked like a cross between a penguin and a bird.
She laughed. "Come over here." she said pointing to two parallel bars. Once over there, she said, "Now, walk normal, but this time hold onto the rails." she said. "Good." she praised. "This shouldn't take long at all."
After an hour had passed she allowed him to sit down. "You made a bit of a progress." she said smiling. "Now, be back here Thursday at…oh let's say 3:30?" She asked.
Freddy nodded. "Sure."
"Cool. See you then." she smiled dismissing him.
He was about to walk out the door and stopped, "Hey Heather?" He asked.
"Yeah?"
"When you see Summer next, can you…."
"Say hi for you?" she finished his sentence. He nodded his head. "Well, she's constantly works at the hospital. She actually works at two hospitals and volunteers at Senior Citizens homes, and well…we're not on the best terms right now." she finished sadly.
Freddy smiled. "Well, I hope it all turns out right." he smiled and walked out, feeling as if his world had lost hope.
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