Chapter Seven:

Where am I? Am I even alive?

I can't remember a thing from last night, the last thing I do remember is having tequila shots with Kate and Jose at the bar, maybe that's why I have a pounding headache and feel sick to my stomach. I hear beeping notices in the background, am I in a hospital? Why am I here? I open my eyes, it's too bright in here, I quickly close my eyes again. I groan quite loudly and then I hear footsteps coming towards me.

"Ana?" I know that voice. I open my eyes again and find Christian Grey staring down at me, his face inches from my own.

"Whe-where am I?" although I'm pretty sure I'm in a hospital.

"You're in the hospital, how are you feeling?"

"Wh-why am I here?"

"What do you remember from last night?"

"I don't, I don't know, stood at a bar I think with Kate and…where is she?"

"I've sent her home, I'll call her" he said whilst reaching for his phone.

"Wait…" he paused, sat back down and looked at me.

"What happened? Why are you here? I don't remember seeing you…I" I ramble on and on beginning to panic, what the hell happened to me?

"Ana, calm down, I will explain but first I need to find a doctor to come and look at you now you're awake"

"No, please don't leave"

"I won't leave you"

"Please tell me…" he sighed.

"I'm guessing you was out celebrating, at some point in the night…Ana, you're drink was spiked, that's why you don't remember anything. Somehow you managed to get outside and call me asking for my help. I tried to keep you on the line and talking but the phone line went dead…"

"How did you find me?"

"I tracked your cell, luckily I managed to get your location before I was cut off and then…"

"Why are you not back in Seattle?"

"I'm staying at the Heathman, that's where I was when you called, I was with my brother"

"Thank you, I, you saved my life" he didn't say anything.

"You had me worried, and I don't normally do that. You're extremely lucky Ana" before I could speak, the doctor came in to check me over. Much to Christian's obvious disapproval I kept telling the doctor I was fine and that all I wanted was to go home and forget about all this, he on the other hand wanted me to stay in the hospital, not a chance, I'm going home.

"Ana, you need to stay in the hospital…" I interrupted before he could finish.

"No I don't, you can if you want but I'm going home"

"Ana…"

"No, I'm not staying here, I hate hospitals, and I'm going home" before he could reply, I got out of the hospital bed, too quickly I assume because the next thing I know, I'm in his arms again, he holds me tightly against his chest like he's afraid to let me go. I just stand there with his arms wrapped around me and close my eyes, he smells unbelievably good. Eventually though, he pulls away from me but doesn't let me go all together.

"Do you still not want to be friends?" he asks me, I look at him confused, he carries on once he sees my confusion.

"I'm assuming you got my letter because you text me earlier on last night saying you didn't want to be friends"

"Oh…"

"So…"

"We can be friends" he smiled.

"Good" he lets me go and I sit back down on the hospital bed.

"As a friend, may I take you home Miss Steele?"

"I thought we got over the whole 'Miss Steele' thing? I replied rolling my eyes at him.

"Don't Ana…"

"Don't what?" I ask but he ignores the question.

"Seeing as though you're determined to go home, I'll leave you to get ready and then I'll take you home" I nodded and watched him leave my hospital room and leave me with my own thoughts.

C.P.O.V:

What the hell was I doing, here I was walking up to Ana's apartment building to post a letter to her that I had wrote myself, I never do this, ever. There was just something about her that I could not shake and it was beginning to drive me crazy. Ever since she left the restaurant on Monday she's been on my mind constantly, I don't really blame her for walking away, after convincing her I want us to be friends I then tell her we can't. All because of Elena.

My past with Elena is difficult and I hope I never have to explain it to anyone, especially Ana, she would be disgusted with me, and rightly so, I'm disgusted with myself but even now at 28 years old, Elena still tries to control my life and I just let her, she's controlled it since I was 15 years old. She's controlled every submissive I have ever had, it's got worse over the last year. A year ago I tried to make the decision to leave the BDSM world behind, it's not that I didn't enjoy it, I loved the control it gave me but with every submissive I have had, I got bored very easily and therefore I terminated our contract without a second glance. So, a year ago I told Elena I didn't' want another submissive, my reason being I was just too busy with GEH, which was true to a certain extent but she refused to believe that was what I had wanted. Three months later, a deal in New York had gone extremely sour and I needed something to help with the stress and pressure I had put myself under, therefore I had ended up at a private BDSM club, I hadn't been to once since I was 21, once my empire took off and my face was getting recognised I couldn't go to them anyone. Before anything had actually happened at the club I realised I couldn't be there and left but that didn't stop me from calling Elena asking her to have a girl in my playroom with the next hour, and since then, I've let Elena have more control over my life.

Therefore on Monday, when she showed up at the restaurant whilst I was with Ana, I panicked. I'd come to realise I couldn't bring Ana into that world, from the little I did know about her, she didn't belong. But that didn't stop me from wanting to know her, I had every intention of us being friends but without Elena knowing. The way Elena look at Ana frightened me, it was a look of pure disgust and hatred and I could not do that to Ana so I told her I couldn't be friends and then I had to watch her leave. I know Elena and I know she would do anything to get Ana out of my life and I couldn't let something happen to her.

For the rest of the week, I battled with myself with what I should do and it's resulted in me being here posting a letter to Ana basically asking her to call me so that we could talk and I could explain. After I got back to the Heathman all I could do was wait and wait, I check my phone at least twice a minute but nothing, I knew she had exams so I just hoped she wasn't back at her apartment yet. Later on in the evening and still no word from Ana, I decided to call my brother Elliot for company and we met at the hotels downstairs bar and restaurant for dinner, I decided not to drink, my head was already confused as it was. It got past 11pm when my phone finally buzzed, a text message from Ana: 'I don't think we should be friends'. What? That's all she's going to say, no explanation as to why not. I tried calling her back but she had turned her phone off which just pissed me off.

I eventually went back up to my hotel room, I let Elliot stay in the hotel room with me as he had had a few beers, he slept in one of the spare rooms. I sat down at my desk and decided to work, I wouldn't be able to sleep, I kept trying to call Ana and send her text messages but her phone was still switched off, sooner or later she would have to switch it on. Before I knew it, it was past 2am, shutting down my laptop I decided maybe I should just go to sleep for a couple of hours. I sat down on the bed and then my phone rang, without looking at the caller ID I answered, who was calling me at this time.

"Grey" I snapped, sometimes I wished I didn't have phone, it constantly goes off.

"Chris…Christian" a small voice croaks out. Ana. What's going on?

"Ana…Ana is that you?"

"I ne-eed your help, please…I…please" something is definitely wrong with her, is she drunk?

"Fuck Ana! What's happened, where are you?!" I demanded.

"Chris...Chri…Christian…please" I think it's more than her being drunk, I immediately begin to panic, I needed to find her, I needed her to be okay.

"Ana, listen to me, talk to me, and stay on the line" I told her whilst tracking her phone.

"Help me…Christian, please" I will Ana, I told myself, but first I had to find her location. Before I could say anything, something happened on the other end of the line and it went dead.

"FUCK!" I roared, I had temporary forgot that Elliot was in the same hotel room as me, he must have heard me shouting because he came out of his room, I looked at him for maybe half a second whilst grabbing my phone and keys, I demanded he came with me, I might need his help.

I managed to track Ana's phone, from the looks of it, she wasn't far away and was near where she works, so I'm guessing she had been out drinking, why was she alone, why wasn't anyone with her. Eventually I pulled up outside some bars and got out. She can't be that far away from here, or at least her phone was. I continuing running down the streets, I eventually stopped still in my tracks and all the colour drained from my face, all I could see was red.

There was Ana, but she wasn't alone. Two men were standing in front of her trapping her against them and a wall, she had no escape, it's a good job I had brought Elliot with me, he was stood behind me. Before I could even think of about what I was doing, I launched myself at both of them, Elliot right behind me, he knew I wouldn't do this for anybody, especially when I felt like killing someone. As soon as I got my hands on them, Ana collapsed on the floor, a part of me wanted to go to her but an even bigger part of me wanted to beat the shit out of these guys.

My fist soon made contract with one of them, Elliot had the other one pinned up against the wall, I can always count on my brother to have my back. Before I could do much else, Taylor my personal bodyguard showed up and pulled me away, telling me he would deal with this. I looked at Ana, she was on the floor, her eyes were closed. I ran to her and knelt down beside her.

"Ana! Ana! Open your eyes!" nothing happened.

"Please Ana, open your eyes for me" she started whimpering in my arms and whispering my name.

"It's okay, I've got you, your safe with me", I whispered to her whilst holding her tightly, I needed to get her out of here and to a hospital, something was seriously wrong with her.