Forgetting You - Episode 8

** JASON'S POV Two hours.

Two endless hours since Alex told me the pretty lady's name.

I need to talk to her. I need answers but she's still unconscious.

I check my time and sigh.

It's a few minutes past 10pm.

Pretty late if you ask me.

The doctors don't want me to see her but I don't f-cking care if visiting hours are over.

I'm still going to go in there and talk to her.

I need to know if she's really my Hailey.

The only girl who's had my attention all these years.

My beautiful Hailey.

I didn't realise there's still some feelings for her deep down until Alex mentioned her name.

"Stop pacing Jason Attah Michaels. You're making me dizzy"

My best friend rolls his eyes in annoyance and I stop pacing to scowl at him.

I continue pacing to and fro.

One. Two. Three Oh hell! F-ck this,I'm going in.

I make my way towards the ward where Hailey is and before I can open the door to the room, a doctor stops me. I groan.

"Uhh yes doctor?"

I turn to the doctor, plastering the most fakes smiles I could master.

"You're the patient's husband right?"

I furrow my brows for a moment.

Husband? Who's husband? Is he talking about the pretty Lady?

"Uhh yes. I am

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. Jason Bloom"

I lie through my teeth. Damn Jason, really? Well I had no choice.

Since she's Hailey Bloom and I'm expected to be her husband, we are supposed to have the same surname right? Ugh. Brilliant Jason. Brilliant.

"Well I wanted to talk to you about something. When your wife was brought in,we had to run a few blood tests and some scan to make sure she's perfectly fine"

"And?"

"Well. We found traces of drugs in her blood. I'm 90% sure that your wife is a drug addict and that explains why the baby was born with respiratory disorders"

Oh God.

Hailey? My Hailey? A drug addict? No way.

I refuse to believe it until I speak to her.

I need to make sure it's the same Hailey Bloom I fell in love with in high school.

"And.. Also i found something rather strange"

"Which is?"

I was getting impatient already

"Well.. A tracking device"

I choke for the second time today.

The difference is I choke on my saliva this time.

What the bleeping hell?

"A tracking device? How where?"

To say I'm flabbergasted is an understatement.

"Well.. We found it around her shoulder blades.."

The doctor begins to explains sh-t using his annoying long medical terms.

I'm not even listening anymore because I zone out.

Only two things are running through my mind right now.

Drug addiction and tracking device.

This is so strange.

I feel like my life has suddenly turned into a blockbuster movie.

****

HAILEY'S POV

My eyes flutter open and I instantly regret it.

The light in the room is so blinding.

I wait for a few seconds and open them again, trying to get accustomed to my surroundings.

The familiar antiseptic scent hits me and I instantly panic.

I'm in a hospital.. But.. My eyes go down to my belly and it's flat.

Well not entirely flat.

Everything suddenly comes back to me as I recall that hot guy who helped me deliver.

Earth to Hailey! You can't be thinking of some hot guy in this situation.

I groan as I try to sit up.

Where's my baby?

"..... We found traces of drugs in her blood.."

I freeze when I hear those words coming from behind the door.

They seem to be talking about me but I'm not sure.

I yank the drip away from my wrist and I wince immediately.

This is the second time I'm pulling a drip forcefully out of my hand.

I step down the bed and almost fall.

Sh-t! My legs feel so wobbly and heavy.

I almost can't feel them.

My inner thighs feel like they are on fire.

I grab the bedpost for support with both hands and slowly walking towards the door which was thankfully a few inches away.

I lean against the door and listen to their conversation.

I only catch bits of their conversation much to my disappointment.

"Tracking device... In.. Shoulder blades..."

I furrow my brows in confusion.

Tracking device? In shoulder blades? Instinctively my right hand find my shoulders and I begin to massage slightly... I continue to massage until I feel a bump beneath my fingers... I frown. Since when did pimples develop on my shoulders? I massage more only to realise that it's not a pimple.

In fact, the bump seems to be underneath my skin.. Underneath.. Oh God! It's me. I'm the one they're talking about! The tracking device is on me, in my skin.

Oh lord! Boss and Jack must be tracking me to the hospital right this very moment and I can't let them reach here.

No! If they come here,they are going to come to the realisation that I've given birth and my baby is alive.

No! I have to use this tracking device on me to lure them away from the hospital but how? I can't even walk properly.

What to do! Oh lord! I'm shaking.

I'm scared.

I can't let them track me down here..

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. My mind goes back to the door when I hear the person I presume is the doctor say something to the man he referred to as Jason and I hear them walking away.. Soon enough, I hear knocking and a nurse walks in.

*****

Jack watches in annoyance as Nick continues to chat on his stupid laptop.

Stupid laptop! If only he could get Hailey's location.

If only... Jack's eyes suddenly grows wide with realisation.

Location. Tracking. Device. Oh hell!

"Why didn't I think of this before? Hot damn!"

He muses. He snatches the laptop from Nick and opens an app.

He grins victoriously when he sees the tiny red dot blinking.

He immediately connects it to google map and grins wider.

"We found her!"

Why was he suddenly remembering that they had planted a tracker on her? Oh well, its good he remembered now.

"Drive Nick! To St. Monica's hospital. Drive!"

Jack instructs.

Nick nods and sparks the engine to life.

****

HAILEY'S POV.

I quickly scribble something on a paper with a pen I found and placed the note on the bed.

I turn to face the nurse who's apparently talking to me.

My eyes catch sight of a small knife on a plate alongside some oranges.

I discreetly grab the knife.

I have to get out of here before they track me down.

I have no time to take out the tracker else knowing Jack, he would question every staff in the hospital and ask about me when he realises the tracker got disconnected in this very location.

He might end up finding out I had a baby.

No. I have to get out of here and lure them away.

I will think of something else later and come back for my baby.

"Miss I.."

I reach out and grab the nurse by the neck as I point the edge of the knife to her skin.

She shrieks in fear. Good.

"You have five minutes to sneak me out of this hospital else I'll slit your throat"

I sneer at her, squeezing her neck for more effect.