Thank you again for those who wrote a review for the first chapter as well as extending my gratitude to those who are supporting me as a new author. Additionally, I am not a medical professional so please understand that some of the medical information is based on the research I have done to help the story move along. I will also be going back and forth between Lou and Will's POV for this chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Lou's POV

Everything hurts. Every single ounce of my body hurts. My arms feel sore. My head aches badly. My eyelids feel heavy. I want to open them but I can't. My throat is dry and feels swollen. I don't have the energy to move at all. I want to go back to sleep again and not face the reality. However, my curiosity has peaked, wanting to know where I am. What happened to me? I go to a panic mode for a second. I don't remember much of what happened but the last thing I remember was that man smiling at me. He had the most beautiful smile and it had warmed my heart when he tried to help me. Who was he? Where did he come from? I heard voices from far. Someone was talking to me or at least trying to help me wake up.

"Miss. Just open your eyes slowly. Everything is okay. Just open them one at a time" I heard someone ask me.

I tried my best to open my eyes. The light hit me and I closed my eyes. The gentle voice was kind enough to put a damp washcloth on my face and I felt refreshed. I opened my eyes for the second time, and I felt scared. Where was I? I saw white sheets and I heard beeping monitors around me. My heart started to pound. The unknown felt uncomfortable. "Everything is okay. You had a fall and you are in the hospital" The gentle voice reassured me again. I looked up and saw an older nurse. She was checking my vitals. "Miss. I am going to call the doctor to check on you, but we do need to know your name and who we can contact for you". I tried my best to answer her. But I could not make a sound. She went and got me water. "Take a small sip", she neared the straw against my lips. I wanted to get up but I realized that half of my body was wrapped in a cast. I felt like a butterfly in a cocoon. I needed to know the extent of my injuries so I raised one of my eyebrows, looking at her. "You were very lucky miss", I rolled my eyes at her. She continued, "You have broken your left leg, your hip is fractured, your ribs are bruised, you have a minor concussion on your left temporal lobe, and you have fractured your left shoulder. Based on your injuries, we have assumed that you landed on your left side when you fell". Tears started coming down my eyes. I cannot take this news. I knew that my recovery was going to be a long one and I could not let my family down. My family who was struggling and relied on me to work. Way to go Lou! Why did I come with Patrick to this trip? I knew this trip wasn't going to be about us. He was going to be with his stupid teammates to do a marathon. "You are very lucky that you are alive" I heard another person walk in. This was supposedly my doctor. His name was Dr. Shah and he immediately examined me to see how I was doing.

"Miss. I am sure that Nurse Joy has filled you in. I am going to explain more about your treatment followed by therapy work that needs to get started once you are out of the hospital, but first, we do need to know your name" Doctor Shah said. I tried my best. But no sound was coming out. He placed his hand gently around my neck and asked me to take it slow. I took another sip of water and tried again. "Louuu…" I managed to croak out. I had no energy to speak again but somehow, I wanted the doctor to find that man that had saved my life. I wanted to thank him but I did not know if he was around. I tried again harder giving my best, "Will..." as I coughed his name out. The doctor looked at me strangely. I hoped to God that he understood me. My head was pounding and I could not take it any longer. I needed to close my eyes but I was stubborn as to find out who this Will person was and if he was around. However, blackness took me once again and I gave in.

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Will's POV

She had a boyfriend? That's all I could think of. Who was he? Why was he so late to come to the hospital? Why did I care that she had a boyfriend? Why am I so surprised? Of course! she has a boyfriend. I am going to leave this place as soon as possible and never look back. Why was I so upset about this information I received? I was about to walk out of the ER, I heard a voice calling my name. "Mr. Treynor?". I turned around and I saw the girl at the reception and this Patrick guy staring at me. She looked at the both of us. "You are her husband" pointing at me and "You are her boyfriend", "Which one of you is lying?" Raising her eyebrows at us. No one said anything. The girl looked furious. "Who the bloody hell are you", Patrick said with a loud voice "What are you doing here? Lou does not have a husband. I am her boyfriend!". I wanted to strangle him. Who the hell am I? I am the one who found her. Where were you at that time? So Lou was her name. Hmm…But knowing the circumstances, I did not want to get into more trouble so I told them that I had found her and I did not have a choice but to lie to make sure she is in good hands. I told them the reason I have not left was to make sure she is okay. Patrick gave me a look that said get the hell out of here. I was ready to walk out again knowing her precious boyfriend was there to look after her, I heard another voice. It was a doctor. "Will?" He looked at me and Patrick. "Will?" I came closer. "She is asking for you".

They took both of us in. I didn't know what and how to react. This was a strange situation. She had asked for me and this was a ray of hope that held me together. She only asked for me and not her so called boyfriend. Patrick was quiet and did not say a word.

She was laying on the bed, her eyes closed. She looked so peaceful. My heart started beating again. What was going on inside me? Why was I feeling this way for a woman that I did not know? The nurse on duty had told us that Lou was resting and that it would not be best to walk in together.

Patrick and I waited for another couple of hours and did not say a word to each other. I had so many questions for him. He needed to report what had happened to the detective on duty so I could get on with my life.

They called us again and we went back. She was awake now. Looking through the glass window at her, it made me feel a bit better. Knowing that she had opened her eyes. I was about to stand up and make my peace with this situation when Patrick passed me and went inside. Lou looked terrified. I saw her monitor beeping loud. He better not hurt her! Patrick went closer, touching her arm to calm down. She looked like she did not want to be with him at all.

The waiting was driving me crazy again. I did not know if I should stay or go. Patrick came out of Lou's room after 10 minutes and looked like he was furious. What did they talk about? My mind was not working anymore. I wanted to make sure that he would not run away without reporting the incident. Out of nowhere, he started talking "Lou and I have been together for some time. This was the vacation that I brought her to introduce her to my teammates. We have a marathon to run in the next couple of days. Lou did not want to come along but I persisted she come and do all sorts of activities with me. We went to the top or at least what I thought it was the top of the mountain. She was as always in her chatty ways talking about different things. I told her to not walk around the edges and suddenly she was gone. She slipped and I could not grab her. It was hard to see where she had fallen. So, I called for help but no one was around. Then I saw a chopper coming down after 10 minutes and I saw the name of the hospital on it from distance". "And now, this stupid girl just broke up with me. Can you believe that? I came all the way here to make sure she is okay and she just tore my heart out. I knew this was a stupid mistake, bringing her here. This is my year! I don't need this right now. I have been working up so hard to get here with my teammates. This is not worth it! I felt bad for her accident but now that we are not together, why should I stay?" Then I saw him contemplate on his thoughts, then he got loud again, "She called your bloody name first! Your name! What the hell is wrong with her?" The nurses had to shush him down.

I had put my hands in my pocket so that I would not punch him in the face. Was he telling me this information so I would feel sorry for him? He wrote a number on a paper and threw it in my face. "This is her family's number. I was going to call them soon, but I am not responsible anymore" Patrick said.

"Hello. This is Detective Marshall. I understand that we had a situation this morning. I will need to talk with the three of you separately. As for the patient, we have to see if she is up for a conversation". "I have talked to the receptionist and I understand that her boyfriend Patrick is here and the guy who saved her?" "I'm not her boyfriend anymore" Patrick let out. Nonetheless, Detective Marshall took Patrick away to a different room and shut the door behind them. I waited another five minutes before checking on Lou. Watching her behind the window, she seemed to have calmed down and I was feeling better about that. The anticipation of seeing her for the first time was building up in my head. I hope she doesn't panic if she sees me. I asked the nurse to see if it's okay for me to go in. She gave me a head nod and I opened the door.

Lou's POV

I was not ready to face Patrick. In my heart, I was done with our relationship long ago. I had always been the chatty one in our relationship but I never was able to express what I wanted and needed. We had been together for such a long time and I assume that's how it worked for couples, the getting used to each other part. Mom and dad had been together for such a long time and to me they had a successful marriage because they stayed together through the tough times and the easy times. But for us it had always been the same except when Patrick had taken his new jogging habit. After a while, it had become the only focus in his life. He was so attached to it that he would mark his calendar to sign up for races. He would stay long hours with his teammates to practice and do more group activities together. And then, this trip came along. In my gut, I had a feeling that I shouldn't have tagged along. I had hoped that when he would come back from the trip, I would take the courage to break up with him. However, I thought we could give it our last shot before throwing away all these years of being together.

He opened the door. "How are you?" Patrick asked. I drank some water and tried to clear my voice. As much as it was hard to talk, I had to get this over with. I gave him a nod. "okay…" I said. Inside of me, a panic was rising. How can I get this over with once and for all? He gave me an uncomfortable look which I did not understand. Before I could say anything, he said "Lou, I'm sorry but I cannot stay here all day. Our marathon is starting in two days and I have been working so hard to get here. I told you not to walk around the edges and you did not listen to me. It's absolutely your own fault". Then he continued, "You seem to be doing well. I will call your family and they can come to take care of you". I could not understand what he was saying. How could he be so heartless? I know I wanted to leave him but hearing him saying the words, leaving me to be by myself, hit me hard. He knew my family did not have a penny to pay for our expenses let alone buy a ticket to come to another country and take care of me? Without any more hesitation, I said: "get out, we are done". And he was gone…

I was trying my best not to cry. But the reality was dawning on me. I didn't know what to do. All my stuff was sitting at Patrick's hotel room, my family had no idea what had happened to me, and I didn't know how long I had to stay in this hospital. As I was contemplating in my misery, I heard the door open. There he was. The man who saved me, standing in front of me. I could not believe it. He was really handsome. Oh God, why did I have to look puffy and miserable at this moment in front of this man? He looked at me with his beautiful eyes. "Thank you", the first thing that came out of my mouth. He gave me a smile and moved closer to me. I became nervous. He looked at the monitors and my surroundings. "How are you feeling?" he asked. My heart started to jump and the embarrassing part was that he could hear it from the monitor that was near him. "Been better" I said sourly. "Thank you again... I don't know how to show you my gratitude for everything that you did for me this morning". "You're welcome". An awkward silence started to form in between us. I could see that he wanted to say more but he stayed quiet. "You look tired Will" I took the courtesy to say his name. "You should go. I must call my family to inform them. I need to figure out how long I will be staying here and what my plans are for the next couple of days" I gave him a half smile as best as I could. I don't know why I was so comfortable to share all this information with him. Will said nothing and stayed quiet. It felt like he was trying to figure things out. I didn't know how to react and what to say anymore.

A man that I didn't recognize walked in. His name was Detective Marshall. He wanted me to recount my accident from this morning, every step of the way. Will left the room giving us privacy. I saw him talking to Nurse Joy and writing some things down. To make it easier, I told Detective Marshall that it was my fault. The whole incident. Honestly, I did not want to do anything with Patrick and I knew it wasn't his fault. So, I reassured detective Marshall that Patrick didn't push me or made me do anything to cause this accident. I was feeling exhausted and tired after Detective Marshall left.

After 15 minutes, Will came back with a paper and a pen in his hands. Before I could say anything, he said "Okay. This is what we are going to do" We? I gave him a confusing look. "I am going to let Nurse Joy call your family first, then, I will talk to your mom and dad to make sure they feel comfortable knowing someone is here with you. They are thinking to keep you here for a whole week and hopefully release you next Monday if not sooner. We need to make sure you are resting, eating, and hydrating enough. They will come to ask you questions about your health insurance and where you live" He continued, so, "What is your full name?" He eyed me warily. "My name is Louisa Clark. I am 26 years old. I live in London with my family. I have no health insurance…" I let out a sigh. He was upset to hear this information. "Will… Thank you so much for all you have done so far. I know you are here for some business probably, or you live here, but please you don't have to feel obligated to me. You have done so much. I can manage it from here on". Part of me did not want to let him go. What was I thinking? I couldn't possibly ask more from him. "Louisa! This may sound strange to you, but I am going to do everything I can to get you back home. I know we barely know each other, but how can I leave you to be by yourself in this condition?" I gave him a nod and a smile. We looked at each other for a few seconds… we didn't need words to understand each other…

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Will POV

I left her room to take care of some of my things and I promised I would call her parents to inform them. My mind was still numb from the events of this morning. I knew I didn't want to leave her alone after what her had done to her. He just decided to leave her there. Can you believe that? I didn't. Even when I was a horrible arse to Alicia, I would have had the decency not to leave her by herself in a hospital if anything had happened to her. I wanted to show Lou and or maybe prove to her that there were nicer guys in this world. Not to say I was an angel or I hadn't made mistakes, but there was part of me that wanted to do better and change for the better good. By the time I got to my hotel room, it was half past eight at night. I was starving and exhausted. I wanted to order food and talk to Rupert to figure out what our plans would look like for tomorrow. It was then when I heard giggling and laughter coming from Rupert's room. We had gotten a presidential suit to make everything easier and we were waiting for our friends to join us. David and Andrew would have a blast sharing a whole suit with Rupert and me. We would go and do crazy stuff. Like a bunch of teenage kids. We wanted to relive our Uni days. We had so much fun those days. As I approached his room closer, I heard a familiar voice. I couldn't believe it. This day didn't have to get any better than it was… It was her. It was Alicia.

Ooooo Alicia has come back! What do you think will happen between them? Write me your thoughts. I am also open to new ideas and any suggestions for this story. Unfortunately, next chapter may come in July (don't know the date yet, don't hate me please). These next few weeks, I am extremely busy with work, serving the community, and moving to a new house. Please forgive me ? Have a fantastic week!