Hey guys,

This is a just a short announcement. Really important too so please read.

So,for the past few days Hostage has been going through heavy editing. Not just for grammatical errors but also errors in the plot of the story.

I made a few changes I just want to fill you guys in on them.

1. In the chapter, Truths, when Roxi visits Jason at the hospital after the incident with Ruby on the bridge,instead of telling her that there was a girl on the bridge the previous night whom he was trying to save he says he doesn't remember anything from that night.

2. This is just more of a clarification on the ages of the Monroes.
Keenan-29
Andre-26
Roxi-24
Jason-19.

3. Roxi got married to will at the age of 17,and Will was 19. So technically, Will and Andre are age mates.

If you're wondering how its possible,it is if the legal guardian of the underaged party signs a license to consent to the marriage. This addition was made in the chapter "what's your story," when Roxi tells Kimberly about Megan,Keenans dead fiance.

Their marriage contract has also been shortened to a period of 7 years.

4. The part in the book when Isabel visited Roxi looking all bashed up was also deleted because I realized its irrelevant in the story.

Some of you might still notice these errors from the second half of the story. This is because I haven't gotten to editing the chapters yet.

Also,these changes were made so the book can move forward. I hope all your questions have been answered and that this doesn't bring further confusion.

In most cases a psychogenic blackout is an involuntary reaction of the brain to pressure or distress. Psychogenic blackouts sometimes develop after people have experienced ill treatment or trauma. They are sometimes a reaction to a horrific experience in the past which a patient has not able to come to terms with.

Kimberly's POV

Contrary to what most people might think, Keenan wasn't waiting next to me the next time I opened my eyes.

He hadn't fallen asleep in the couch either.

As a matter of fact,he wasn't even within the four walls of the room.

Did it make me feel worthless? Like I didn't matter?

Yes.

But in all this,I had realized exactly what it was that I had to do.

"-told your husband earlier that it might be important that you start with therapy in order to get better."

I focused my attention on the grey haired doctor in front of me.
I recognized him as the doctor who'd treated me after my first blackout.

Was it Greyson?

"Doctor Enid is a specialist in Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing therapy." He handed me a card. "She's the best we've got." He continued.

I collected the card,staring down at it.

Could I really talk to someone? Tell someone what I'd been through?

I drew in a deep breath as I looked up, my breath hitching when I out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Keenan approach the door.

He stopped when he got to the front of the door and I watched him lean against the door frame.

As if he'd sensed me ogling him,he looked up from the ground and our eyes met.

For a fleeting second,I let myself drown in his ocean for the last time. For the last time, I let myself wish that he would always look at me like this,let my heart cling on to him.

I offered him a small smile, hoping it didn't look as dead as I was feeling inside as I pulled my gaze away from his.

Doctor Grayson,as though he'd felt the tension in the room turned towards the door.

"Oh,I see." He smiled. "Well, I should go." He gave me a small nod and then turned towards the door,giving Keenan a small tap on his shoulder as he walked past him.

I sighed and ths card in my hands as I felt him approach me. I

"Hi." I felt the bed shift under his weight as he settled beside me.

Close enough for his knee to brush against my thigh but far enough that when he turned to face me ,the feeling of his warmth was gone.

"How are you feeling?" He raised an eyebrow.

He left me.

"Been better. " I shrugged. "But only because now I know there's something wrong with me. " I faked a chuckle even though my heart was bleeding.

Bleeding because I knew he only came back because something bad happened.

Just like when my mother died.

"I'm just surprised. You weren't here when I fell asleep but I woke up and you're-" I paused. "Here." I tucked loose strands of hair behind my ears.
To be honest,I wasn't trying to guilt-trip him. I just needed a reason to hold on.

He pursed his lip, glancing down to straighten out a rumpled part of the bedspread.

"I'm-" He looked up at me. "I'm sorry I left the way I did. I had some really important meetings to attend to in Italy and -"

"You were trying to get away from me." I muttered softly. His eyes fell at my words and in that moment, I saw it. This.... internal battle he was fighting.

I wanted to reach out to him,touch him, comfort him. But I was scared of the after effects.

Would he lean in to my touch?

Or would he pull away? Take the next flight to Spain?

I let out a shaky breath.

"I'm not going to ask you why anymore." I pursed my lip,drawing in a sharp breath his gaze met mine once more. "I don't-" I breathed. "Keenan, whatever it is you think you've done, however bad it is,I just....don't care anymore." I bit down on my lower lip.

He scoffed lightly.

Of course he thought I was ridiculous.

I was confessing my feelings on a hospital bed.

But if he cared about me  I needed to know.

I needed to hear it.

Not from Maece,not from Roxi.

I needed him to say it.

"I think that I'm in love with you. " I said,my voice barely above a whisper.

The moment the words left my mouth I noticed him tense and it took everything I had to maintain eye contact still.

My heart was racing.

"And I get it. I get why you might be reluctant to let me in." My voice broke. "My mother blackmailed you into this so maybe I'm asking for too much."

I was so scared of being rejected. I could feel tears gathering in my eyes.

But for the last time, I needed to be desperate.

"But if I'm not in this alone-" I pursed my lip. His gaze was still on the bed but I could tell he was listening attentively. "Keenan,If you love me,then tell me." I sniffed. "And if I am, then please let me go." I flicked my tongue over my lip. "Because that's the only way I can truly get better."

Ugh!
They finally talk. Lol

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Love,Chay.