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“I think we should let Doc look at her first, give her time to wake up, and then go to her,” he said, looking down at our hands.
“No, I want to see her now,” I said, letting go of his hand, but King held on.
“Boogie, you really think she is going to want to see us after we left her locked in a room?” he asked softly.
“I don’t care what she?—”
“And that's our problem,” he sighed. “We need to give her space.”
I clenched my jaw ready to tell him to go fuck himself, but I stayed quiet.
“I just want to see her, make sure she is ok with my own eyes,” I said, looking out towards her room. “I’ve been in agonythinking you were both going to leave me. I think I deserve to see her.”
King sighed. “I’m not saying you don’t, but go in there with realistic expectations.”
I snarled, walking out of the room, remembering the day when they saved us. She didn’t treat me any differently. She was over the whole room thing, King was wrong.
The room was just as busy as King’s when he woke up, and I was only able to catch a glimpse of her and when our eyes met, I could finally believe she was ok. She didn’t seem upset, but I kept my promise and left the room.
King was being dramatic like he always was. She might be a little mad at us, but she would get over it. We would survive this and become stronger.
Chapter 27
Ally
Waking up shouldn’t have felt disappointing. Seeing the triplets and Doc should have been a relief, but a dark shadow loomed over me. My vitals were checked, they explained what had happened to my face and that I seemed to be doing fairly well considering I was in a coma for a few days.
Then out of the corner of my eye, Boogie stood at the door, looking more vulnerable than I had seen him in a long time. I didn’t want to acknowledge him, but it was like my heart couldn’t ignore him. We locked eyes and that dark cloud grew lighter and I felt a little better.
I needed to see King to be reunited with my monsters, but I scolded and reminded myself these men were just like everyone else. I did what I had to do, save them, and that was all I owed them. As much as I wanted to ask about King, I was worried about what they would say.
It was hard to break eye contact first, but I looked away, focusing on Maverick who was talking to Winchester and Doc. They talked about when I would be released and what I wouldneed post-care. Just listening to them exhausted me, and I grew tired. Ruger sat next to me, taking my hand, and I took comfort in his silence as I closed my eyes, letting the pain take over.
“What do you think, Ally?” Maverick asked.
I shook my head. “Noelle. You will address me as Noelle from now on.”
I didn’t want to be Ally any more. I wasn’t a timid girl from Christmas town. If I wanted everyone else to respect me, then I needed to show up for me first.
“Of course,” she said immediately. “Does all that sound good?”
“No, I would like to leave now,” I said, keeping my eyes closed.
“Al—Noelle, I really?—”
“I heard you, Doc,” I cut him off. “Winchester is more than capable of overseeing my care and I need to get back before the drop tomorrow night.”
“Noelle, do we?—”
I opened my eyes, glaring at Maverick.
“Do you really want to finish that sentence?” I glared at her. “I have been away long enough, and I don’t even want to know what state my town is in, so you will not lecture me on what I will and will not do, am I fucking clear?”
They stared at me. “Yes, Noelle,” Maverick said immediately.
“Please make arrangements and no one comes in and out of this room except you four, understood?” Exhaustion was hitting me as I looked at them.
“Yes, Noelle,” they agreed.
