All The Good Girls by Willow Rose

Author:Willow Rose [Rose, Willow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BUOY MEDIA
Published: 2020-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 31

She survived the surgery. How that was even possible with the condition she was in when she got to the hospital was beyond Jean, but she had. Sophia Fisher was in the ICU now on life-support and in critical condition, but alive.

We saved one of your girls, Harry.

It wasn’t hard for Jean to figure out that this girl had to do with Harry’s case. She didn’t know the details of it, but Harry had told her about the girls who were killed on the boat and the one that was found in the dumpster. This incident had happened at the same school that all the others went to and where Harry spent his day protecting the kid that they believed had raped the girl that disappeared.

“We’re gonna get you up and running in no time,” Jean said as she checked Sophia’s vitals.

Jean worked the ICU from time to time, and since there was a lack of nurses in the ICU today with the many patients that had come in, she had volunteered to help. They had assigned her to Sophia.

Now, she stared at the girl who lay in the bed, her eyes closed, fighting for her life. It was an awful sight, yet Jean found it to be hopeful. The girl had made it this far, and she would do her very best to make sure she made it all the way.

“You and me, we’re tough girls,” she said to her, “Nothing gets us down.”

Except Harry.

Jean sighed when thinking about him again and looked out the window. The sun was setting on the Intracoastal waters, creating a gorgeous light.

“Why can’t it be us?” she mumbled as though Sophia could hear or even cared. “She had her chance, and she blew it. Now, she’s gone; she just lays up there, a vegetable, and meanwhile, we walk around each other, wanting it to be more, but unable to do anything about it. It’s not fair, you know? I know; I know what you’ll say…life’s not fair and all that. I know, I know. I shouldn’t feel sorry for myself, yet sometimes I really do. I take care of that woman day and night. I change her catheter; I wash her in parts only her husband should see. I make sure she’s kept alive and that she can stay in the house with him. Why? Because I love him. Because I want to do this for him, I want to help him. And maybe because I feel awful for not being able to help her, for not seeing that she was back on the drugs. But does that mean I should just stop living my own life? Don’t I have a right to be loved too?”

Jean felt tears pile up in her eyes and then let the tears roll down her cheeks. She wasn’t usually one to feel sorry for herself, but today, she was. Today, she felt like everything had exploded in her face and that there was no turning back. She had kissed him, and that opened up a whole can of worms.

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