Fated - A Mermaid's Curse 2

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Authors: Daniele Lanzarotta
girlfriend.”
    What the fuck? “You’re gonna have to give me more information than that, sweetheart.”
    “ He’s here now. I can put him on the phone.”
    “ Sure!” I say in a sarcastic tone. For all I know it’s this nurse’s father or something. Freaking wonderful!
    A few seconds later, a man is on the phone.
    “ Yes, I’m Owen…. How do you know about that?” I listen in shock as the man, Eric, tells me who he is and that Arianna is at the hospital and he thinks that even though I royally screwed up, I need to go and see her and maybe talk her into staying. “No… I won’t tell my brother before I talk to her… Okay… I’ll be there soon.”
    FUCK!
    I pass the deli and rush to the hospital.
    Eric greets me outside of Arianna’s room and even though it’s obvious he doesn’t like me, he is polite as he tells me everything that happened to her and gives me an update on how she is doing. He tells me he doesn’t trust her husband from her world or her father. He says there is too much anger involved and she shouldn’t be returning to that. I just listen. This guy is huge and he is clearly not happy with what I have done to her. The last thing I want is a scene right here.
    “ Can I go see her?” I ask.
    He hesitates but nods.
    When I walk into her room, she’s sleeping. I walk over to the couch and sit there for hours. I know she is dreaming about my brother. She mumbles his name several times. I contemplate calling him, but I know Eric is still outside and something about him just tells me I need to stay out of his way. I’m already in trouble with too many people who use dark magic and I don’t need another.
    When she starts to cry in her sleep, I approach the bed and call her name.
    I know she’s scared when she sees me. Right away I try to calm her down.
    “ Relax. He doesn’t know.”
    She takes a deep breath.
    She looks like hell. Like she’s been crying nonstop.
    “ You should tell him,” I say.
    She panics. She sakes her head, “No. I can’t. I can’t put him through this. He needs something good in his life instead of tragedy after tragedy.”
    I nod. “It’s up to you whether you tell him or not, but you are his something good. You need to stay here.”
    “ I don’t know if I can.”
    “ Why the hell not?”
    “ Because my father—”
    I put my hand on hers. I feel bad for having to throw things at her like this, especially now, but she needs to hear it. “I’m going to stop you right there. None of those people deserve you. My brother does. Your dad and that guy kept you hostage long enough. You just have one life to live, sweetheart. Do you really want to waste it like that?”
    She shakes her head.
    “ You say that my brother doesn’t deserve to have tragedy after tragedy, but I damn well guarantee you that nothing is worse than what he is going through right now by thinking that you are dead.”
    She starts to cry. Shit.
    I lower my voice. “I’m sorry. I know you’re going through a lot right now. Just please, stay.”
    “ Okay,” she says.
    I take a deep breath.
    “ Good, and for the record, I think you should tell him. At least in a way, the bad news will be mixed with the good news of you being alive. Omissions are no different than lies. They will eat you up inside. Trust me, I know!”
    She looks away.
    “ You don’t have to and I won’t tell him. I’m just telling you what I think. Blake can handle a lot more than you give him credit for.”
    “ I know he can. I just wish he didn’t have to.”
    I sigh.
    “ Can I please tell him you’re here? He needs to know you’re alive. If you want, I’ll make sure the nurses and doctors don’t tell him a thing about what happened.”
    She nods and I smile at her.
    She looks nervous, “Owen?”
    I look at her and she hesitates.
    “ Can you tell him? I don’t think I can, but you’re right. I can’t keep this from him. Please either tell him or have the doctors tell him, this way, if he doesn’t

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