Dead Storm by Emma Rose Watts

Author:Emma Rose Watts [Watts, Emma Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-25T22:00:00+00:00

The steady rhythm of the heart monitor machine was a relief to hear. For the past hour, Skylar had been seated in a chair at Ben’s side watching him. Since her arrival he hadn’t stirred but the nurses had reassured her that it was the medication they’d given him for pain. He’d arrived in a lot of pain and although he was stable, they were planning on keeping him for the next forty-eight hours just to monitor his progress. Skylar sighed and glanced at her phone to check for messages from Harvey or Reznik but there were none. She gripped Ben’s hand and just began talking to him as if he was awake.

“I know I’m probably not the easiest client you’ve had, and I’m sure it’s been easier without me, but I miss our sessions. I really do. I didn’t think I would, you know, being as I avoided meeting with you for so long but…” She grimaced. “I had a sense you understood me. You gave me space to breathe and you had this knack of drawing things out of me even when I really didn’t want to say anything. The others. Well, they’re okay but they’re just not you. I kind of feel lost. Like swimming in a big ocean. At one time I was so sure of myself. You know. I didn’t need anyone. I could stand on my own two feet. Everything I had was because I’d worked my ass off for it. But…” she trailed off lost in her thoughts. “What does it matter if there isn’t anyone to come home to and share it with? I have Harvey but he’s my partner. And I love him dearly but how the hell Elizabeth puts up with him, is anyone’s guess. Then there is Donnie. A fountain of wisdom. Scarily accurate at times but he’s just a friend.” She sighed and looked at Ben to see if there was any response. Nothing. She could hear him breathing quietly. His chest rising and falling. “I haven’t told you this. Obviously, because you canceled our sessions, but I’ve been drinking heavily. And not really caring, to be honest. But what scares me the most is that I don’t remember half of it. I’m waking up with different men and for the life of me I can’t even remember their names. I mean that’s bad, right?” She paused as if expecting him to answer. “I don’t even remember what we do half the time. It comes to me later in fragments. A bar, drinks, dancing, laughter, flirting, making out and then waking up the next day. Rinse, repeat. I know. I know what you’re going to say. So stop. Stop going out and I agree. I know you may find this hard to believe but there was a time I didn’t frequent bars. I was too focused on building my career. I didn’t want anything to stand in the way of working my way up the ladder. But after Alex’s death, none of it seemed to matter.

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