Aftermath

"Learn and grow

let the past control

you no more

He is no more."

A male voice deep

but far

opening my eyes

darkness surrounded

every corner

"Where am I?"

I wondered curiously

"Destination does not

matter but rather you

do."

The voice sounded closer

and footsteps approached

yet I could not see anything

in front of me

"And that means what exactly?"

Beside me he was

a white blinding aura

surrounding his very being

"Let it go daughter

we're watching you

and we are proud

but it's time to let go

nothing can be changed."

My father's voice as

clear as day

A nod was the only

indication

that I understood

"I'm sorry father

you are right

no good can come

forth if I'm forever

looking behind me."

"Precisely daughter

know we love you

and we're always watching,

lift the weight off your soul

return now

and be happy."

"Ohibbuk ab"

(I love you father)

Coming through

laying on something

soft, mumbled voices

all around

"Couple ribs broken"

was all I could make out

as to who was speaking

and to whom

I couldn't figure out

but no wonder why

I hurt so bad

Groaning in pain

a pair of eyes looked over

at my still state

"Bella!!!"

Knight's voice breaching

my head

instantly a migraine arise

gripping my head

in attempt to silence him

not wanting to answer his

questions now

"Someone tell those

horses of hers to shut up!!"

yelling to someone outside

A voice I didn't recognize,

handing me a cup of

water

"Drink, maybe then you'll

be able to say something."

sipping slowing, the cool liquid

washing relief over my throat

"W-what happened"

barely a whisper

I would be surprised

if he heard me

"You got shot by your

ex-husband"

"W-what—"

memories of

what transpired

replayed

bits and pieces like

a puzzle

but one stood out

Alec laying dead on

the ground

"Alec's dead?!"

"Yes, his blood

is on 3Gun's hands."

"How long—?"

"Couple days

all have been worried about you

wondering if you survived."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Don't worry Bella

nothing to fear

be grateful you are alive."

couldn't help but notice

something you would not tell me

"Shukran jazillan."

(Thank you very much)

"Afwan"

(Your welcome)

Surprised he knew my language but

I didn't think much of such

"Be sure to eat muffins

they'll ease your pain

and help boost the healing

process but a

scar will leave its mark,

trying leaving this room

and I'll tie you down myself

you're in no position to move

any time soon,

also my sincere apologies

for you family."

"Thank you, I understand

but how—"

"I'm a doctor

I know what burn marks

look like. A fire

I'm presuming

"Yes killed my parents

scars the only reminder

of that day

covering with my tattoo"

shaking my head so

such thoughts wouldn't stay

"My life is indebted to you."

curiosity still lingered

as to why I wouldn't have

survived but finding out

was my mission

"I'm only doing my job

Bella."