The plane dropped at about nine thirty in the evening in London, Mr Queens walks through the hospital reception where Mrs Queens was waiting for him, wearing a big glasses for disguise, a scarf and a cap with trousers and a Fendi top.
Walking to the reception, good evening nurse Lizzy, seeing her name from the name tag. "Where is the mortuary, I need to see my daughter" he said, Mrs Queens walking towards him, tap his back. Husband, this way.
They walked towards the elevator hand in hand.
Dingggggggggg, the elevator door opens and they both join it. Mrs Queens press on the fifth button, waiting patiently. None of them saying anything other than their first greetings.
when the elevator came to a stop, they both walks out while Mrs Queens lead the way to Samantha's room.
Good evening dad, Oliver greeted Mr Queens who nodded his head and walks to Samantha on the bed, ignoring every other person in the room.
You know that you need to learn how to show respect to your elders, sir Edward said with a Stern face and a chilling aura coming from his direction.
That pause Queens from moving forward but turning to the familiar voice he has not heard in years.
good evening father he greeted, sorry I was hurrying to see Sam. Mr Queens apologize while sir Edward gave an indifferent look.
" Go ahead then"
walking to the bed, he saw Sam awake, just looking at him, he momentarily stop a few foot from the bed.
I thought you said she was death, he turn angrily towards his wife, shooting her his dark and killing gaze. if looks could kill, Mrs Queens would have been dead by now.
"That was the only way I could make you come in today" she responded, looking calm and collected.
You lied to me he shouted, I cancelled all my meetings, even behaved like a child and you stand there and tell me bullshit.
Watch your language son, sir Edward said while ignoring their quarrel.
Oliver came to seat beside his sister, they were both looking at the unfolded drama.
Turning to where sir Edward was, he said
" I left everything unattended to, rushed here and my Sam had just a head injury, I would have come the following day. he said feeling bad".
She was in coma for one year and I got to know about it today, that was why I said that. Mrs Queens finally replied with emotions on her face.
His face immediately ashen and he turned to look at Samantha, rushing to her bedside, he held her hands,
" am sorry for being away for that long, am sorry for not coming early".
it's okay now dad, Samantha said, holding back tears to see how a family was this disorganized, comparing to her parents that could not stand not seeing her for a day.
while everyone in the room where just looking at the duo, Mr Queens started rubbing her hair and said:
I got scared when I heard you were dead, it nearly drove me crazy, looking into her eyes he said: promise me you will take care of yourself.
Dad, am only sixteen, I still need you around Samantha answered with a pleading gaze, just this once, don't go away anytime soon.
Her father kissed her hand, and breath out the air he didn't know he was keeping.
Two weeks came by easily, Samantha her physiotherapy with a handsome doctor, who was making Oliver quite angry, thinking his sister was not up to eighteen and having that kind of attention from a guy was prohibited, while Sam was ignoring him and spending more time getting all the attention she could get until either sir Edward came visiting which was thrice in one week, since she woke up, Mr Queens came in everyday while Mrs Queens was unpredicted.
Anywhere, Oli was not leaving her side to anywhere.