Chapter 18: Too Much to Handle Part I
Rays P.O.V
"You ready to go?" I asked Abby, who was leaning against me, head resting on my shoulder.
"Mhm." She replied sleepily.
"Alright, just give me a sec, I'll tell Madi we're leaving."
I poked my head into the room,
"Hey, we're goin to go. It's been a long day. We'll be back tomorrow, but if you need anything, just call me, 'kay hun?"
"Yup, please tell Abby thanks for me."
I nodded, and blew her a kiss, before waving goodbye to Nick.
"C'mon babe, get up. It's time to go." I said to Abby, extending my right hand to help her up.
"Don't wanna."
"You gotta, isn't there a rule somewhere about sleeping on hospital floors?" I joked.
"What can I say? I'm a rebel." She retorted.
"Alright, fine, you leave me no choice." I bent over, easily lifting her into my arms.
She squealed "Okay, Okay, I'll go!"
I carried her anyway. She relaxed, snuggling closer, head resting on my shoulder.
"You better not fall asleep, you'll be deadweight!" I teased.
"Mmph." She grunted sleepily into the hollow of my collarbone.
I gently loaded her into the car, because, just as I'd expected, she fell asleep.
We got to the hotel, and as much as I hated to, I woke her up, cause there was NO way in hell I was gonna carry her up 2 steep flights of steps, seeing as this place was to cheap to have working elevators. When we got to the room, she grabbed her pajamas and headed straight for the bathroom to take a long hot shower. When I say long, I mean LONG. I finally called to her,
"You better leave me some hot water!"
"If you're lucky!" she called back, albeit smirking. She finally emerged, settling herself so her damp head was resting on my chest, hand rested gently on my stomach.
Figuring now was as good a time as ever, I asked, hoping it sounded casual,
"So, what did you two talk about? Anything you can tell me?"
She looked up apologetically.
"I'm sorry; she made me promise not to tell. She really wants to tell you herself, but I think she's afraid you might get angry."
"She thinks I'll get angry with her?" I asked, incredulous.
"I'm not sure, she didn't exactly say anything, but I could tell that she was worried you get mad. Maybe not at her, but at your father. Because despite everything he's done to her, she still adores him. She did tell me how it was before your mom passed away, that when things get bad, she just remembers those times. I guess it reminds her that it wasn't always this way.
"Oh, I'm surprised she remembers that. There are times I don't even remember how it was before mom died."
She nodded, but I could tell she didn't even really comprehend what I was saying. She was completely exhausted, I could tell.
"Hey, you go ahead and get comfortable. I'm gonna get showered and make a couple of phone calls before it gets too late. I'm not sure how long I'll be."
"M'Kay." She mumbled, almost incoherently.
I pulled the covers up over her, and headed to the bathroom before changing directions and heading outside so I wouldn't bother Abby with my phone calls.
I called my best friend from childhood, leaving my cell number and telling him to call me when he got a chance. Then I called Les and JT to say hey and see if they wanted to get together the next day for lunch or something. I finally called Madi, both dreading it, and looking forward to getting the truth, hoping to get her to tell me something.