Rachel's POV
" Ouch ..." I groaned opening my eyes and quickly shutting it back again because of the light.
"Why is it so damn bright?" I complained opening my eyes again but this time alot more slowly.
I was in a bright white room, at least the ceiling and the floors were white. There were three couches a mini fridge and a... Television set?
Where was I?
I stood up groaning as my back hit the bed rest. I was on a queen sized bed, kind of like the one I had back in Ethan's house. The room was well furnished with a desk and a chair by the side of the bed a wardrobe by the far corner and a door which I guess would lead to the bathroom.
No seriously, where was I?
Last thing I remembered I was on set, and the director shouted cut and... Then Jake came back and told everyone that I was shot, and that was it. From there everything else was a blur, I went unconscious.
Did I die? Was this heaven?
I looked around the room again unsure.
Even if I did die, heaven was a far stretch for me. I had never been a nice person, only this past few months that I'd been trying to change so going to heaven should not even be in the picture.
But if not heaven, and I'm not dead and this didn't look like a hospital, where was I?
I removed the blanket from my legs and looked down. I was clothed in blue off shoulder free gown that reach just below my knees, it was beautiful and it looked expensive, and I felt my stomach wrapped with something.
I winced when my feet touched the floor and I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen.
Yep, this was not heaven. If I was in heaven all the pain would have been gone by now. Enduring the pain I stood up looking around the room.
" You shouldn't have left her side, the director called me". I heard a familiar voice and my brows crunched together.
" Marina? " I asked myself walking closer to the door.
" I only left for a minute to get something to drink, and what's the fuss about the doctor said she's stable". I heard another familiar voice answer Marina. It sounded like Ethan's assistant, Mark.
Wait the doctor? Was in the someone's house?
I heard a creaking sound of the door opening and stopped waiting to see who was going to come in. " I know but... " Marina paused as she saw me. Her face then suddenly lit up in a bright smile.
" Oh, Rachel... It's really you". She said jumping on me.
" Whoa... " I stumbled trying to regain my balance. " Of course it's me, who else were you expecting? " I asked rolling my eyes, but I doubt she saw it since she was all giddy hugging me.
" Ms Rachel, you're awake ". I looked up to the sound of the voice to see Mark standing just outside the door with a small smile on his face. " I'll leave you both to inform Ethan about this". He said and turned to leave.
Ethan? Ethan was here?
" Hey, Ethan is here? " I asked stopping him.
Mark turned his neck slightly back and gave me a nod before walking away to call him.
" Rachel! " Marina exclaimed hugging me tighter. I felt the air in my lungs tightening and I tapped her
" Wait, wait, I can't breathe". I said almost choking with how tight her hug was.
"I'm sorry". Marina said releasing me, her voice filled with guilt. " I'm just happy you're back on your feet. I almost thought I lost you". She sniffled looking away from me.
A small smile appeared on my lips. " Yeah... Yeah, I know you missed me, who wouldn't?" I said with a smirk walking back to the bed.
" Because you're the most lovable person in the world". Marina said sarcastically joining me on the bed.
" So where am I?" I asked picking up the glass of water on the desk by the bed.
"You're in the hospital" Marina stated.
Hospital? It didn't look like it.
"Which hospital? This is the first time I've been in a hospital that the room is this grand". I said nodding my head.
The room was just to beautiful to be in a hospital. All the hospitals I've been to in my life had four white walls and ceiling. The VIP room were different, but not even nearly as big and decorated as this.
" Oh Rachel, what am I to do with you? " She shook her head face palming herself dramatically. "This is a VVIP room, Ethan got it for you when you got out of ICU ".
ICU?
" Did I have an operation? " I asked in surprise.
" Of you did, there was a piece of metal inside you, did the operation mess with your brain or something? " She asked her tone sarcastic as she held out her hand to my head checking my temperature.
I wiped her hand away. "Stop it".
She giggled putting her hand down. I rolled my eyes at her childishness then I noticed the bags around her eyes. She had not been sleeping and seeing how visible those bags were, it had been days.
"How long was I out?" I asked and she stopped laughing.
Marina opened her mouth about to answer me when the door barged opened.
Ethan burst in looking around frantically.
"Rachel?" He asked when he saw me.
A smile involuntary appeared on my lips and I jumped down from the bed.
" Ouch..." That was a bad move.
I immediately remembered my wound the moment my feet touched the floor, I had moved too quickly.
"Rachel, don't try to get up. " Ethan rushed to my side holding my waist to stabilize me. "Are you alright?" He asked when I was fully up.
My eyes went to his face. He looked tired and sleep deprived, but nevertheless he still looked handsome in the t-shirt and black jeans he wore. Even dressed causally he still looked very striking.
" Rachel, I asked if you're alright".
I nodded slowly still looking at him, his blue eyes to be precise. They held so much emotion, worry and relief being the most evident.
" Marina, I think we should leave the both of them to talk". Mark who was standing behind him said to Marina and I shook my head removing my gaze from Ethan.
Rachel what the hell... I internally scolded myself.
" What? I don't want to leave. My best friend just woke up". Marina disagreed shaking her head and crossing her hands while staying rooted on the bed.
Mark groaned. " Seriously? You want to stay here and eat dogfood?" He asked and I coughed feeling awkward.
Dog food which dog food?
How?
Heat rose to my cheeks and I looked away from them suddenly finding the pattern of bedsheets interesting.
" Fine, I'll leave. Only because I still owe Ethan and I can tell you two need to talk". Marina said standing up. Ethan gave her a nod as she walked past him to join Mark by the door.
What was that? Where they on good terms now?
" Em... I'll just get you something to eat, you must be starving". Mark said shutting the door behind him leaving me and Ethan in the room.
" Are you alright?" Ethan asked again and I unconsciously giggled.
" You've asked that like three times already, can't you see I'm fine". I said and Ethan let out a sigh of relief.
" I really thought I lost you".