She's My Sleeping Pill

After some time, he wiped his tears with tissues, took a deep breath, and exhaled soundly. “I think I’m okay now. Jill and Travis came last week and they said almost the same thing as you. I heard them but I wasn’t really able to give their words some thought. I was so occupied with Monet’s condition.”

“Feeling frustrated, depressed, and preoccupied with so many things; that is natural. We won’t take it against you and I am glad that we could be of little help. Anyway, you have to eat first. You look like a ghost to me.”

Thomas nodded his head and pressed the button on the table which would signal the waiters to get their order. Observing that hopeful eyes, Stefan held Cayenne’s hands and kissed her knuckles. He was really thankful for having her.

The three of them ate their lunch and Thomas shared Monet’s current condition with them. He also discussed his plan with them and he was very grateful that they listened to him without saying how idiotic his choice was. For Monet, he was willing to quit his work and just take care of her. He wanted to prove to her that he is worthy to be his lifetime partner.

Lunch ended and Thomas brought the couple to the hospital to see Monet. She was still inside the ICU and she looked so pale with all the tubes connected to her. Cayenne felt sad for the child inside the womb who was trying his best to survive with his mother. [How does he feel?] She mentally asked, thinking how scary it could be for the child if he knows what was happening to his mother.

Stefan noticed how Cayenne clenched her fist while looking at Monet through the glass window. She pursed her lips but her eyes held more emotions than her face. “What are you thinking?”

Cayenne turned to Stefan and sighed deeply. “I felt sad for the child. People say that an unborn child could feel what their mother feels. When Monet chose to save Thomas, what exactly did she feel? Why did she do it when she knew it would harm her and the child? Or did she even have the time to think such a thing? I just wondered.”

“Stop thinking too much. It will only make you feel restless. Right now, what she needed is our hope and prayer for her to live. Monet is a strong woman. I know she’ll survive this.”

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“What if she won’t remember Thomas once she wakes up?” she whispered because she wasn’t sure if Thomas has considered this probability. “Do you think the doctor told him about this possibility?”

“Most probably,” Stefan answered while watching Thomas inside the ICU room, caressing Monet’s hand while talking about something he only knows. “I hope that won’t happen.”

“Isn’t it better so that they can start over again?”

“And what if she remembers everything later on?”

Cayenne pouted at his question because she knew it would be another problem if Monet remembers everything that happened later on. She would think that Thomas took advantage of her amnesia and had things go his way. It would be disastrous.

“Wait.” Cayenne held Stefan’s hand and looked at him directly in his eyes, “I just realized something. All this time, we jumped to the conclusion already that Thomas was the one at fault. If it was his fault, why didn’t she confront him and talk about the child she is carrying? Why did she run away from him?”

“What do you mean? Are you saying it was her fault?”

“I don’t know either,” Cayenne muttered and sat on the bench. “I was just wondering about it. Isn’t it the normal route for women who accidentally get pregnant? They would chase after the man to hold them responsible for what happened. And if they didn’t like that person, they would abort the child – not that I want her to do so. I just couldn’t help but think why she acted so different from other women I knew.”

Her words caused Stefan to think about this matter as well. Since Thomas told him that he might have done something unforgivable to Monet, added to the fact that she got pregnant, he thought that Thomas got her pregnant irresponsibly. Where have you heard of a man getting raped by a woman? Just thinking about it, Stefan felt goosebumps rising on his skin. [It’s impossible!]

Inside the ICU, Thomas told Monet about what he did in the morning and that he met with Cayenne and Stefan during lunch. He talked about how Cayenne got scared of his current look so he decided to cut his hair in the afternoon. [I decided to be the most handsome man in your eyes. It would be devastating if you woke up and get scared of me so; I’ll go out later to get my hair done and I’ll buy some new clothes as well.”

He was chatting with her even though he was not getting any response. The only sound that accompanied his endless chatter was the beeping sound of the vital monitor machine. Sometimes, he was afraid that the next time he looked at the machine, the curves will turn into straight lines. He even had nightmares every now and then because of this machine.

Monet didn’t know what was happening. She could hear someone talking to her about how his morning went and what he planned to do in the afternoon but no matter how much she tried to open her eyes, to see who the person was, she could not do it. She could not move – not a single limb of her body. She started to panic because of the unknown and this was reflected on the monitor.

Thomas jumped in fright because of the loud and incessant beeping sound coming from the monitor. Monet’s vitals were rapidly increasing and the doctors came running inside to check what was happening. Her heart rate was increasing when it should not happen anymore.

“Talk to her.” The doctor told Thomas because he had this feeling that the woman was gaining consciousness. She must have heard him say something that triggered the changes. “Calm her.”

Thomas did as he was told since he was no doctor. He could only follow what the professionals say. “Monet?” He called out softly while caressing the side of her face. “Monet, it’s fine. You are fine. I am here beside you. You just need to sleep and when you are ready to wake up, you can.”

“Heart rate is getting back to normal. Just continue.”

“Monet, I won the award and it was all thanks to you.” His tears were threatening to fall once again but he held back because she needed him. “Love, please come back to me. Please don’t leave.”

Cayenne watched what was happening and without her realizing it, she was already crying for Monet and Thomas. Stefan could only hug her because he could not do anything else. He wanted to hide her away from this horrible scene but he knew she would hate him for it.

“Please, keep her and the baby safe. Lord, please save them. Please, I’m begging You.” she prayed with her hands clasped together and her tears racing down her face. “Let them live.”