Rescued by a Gang Member

Chapter 20:

Keith's POV:

I paced back and forth in the hospital. Nothing anyone said or did made me feel any better. My girlfriend was in the operating room, fighting for her life and we didn't know if she was going to pull through. Her father and brother sat anxiously waiting in the hard hospital chairs but I couldn't stay still.

"This is all my fault." I said and slammed my fist into the wall, knowing I broke a knuckle or two but not caring.

"You didn't shoot her Keith! Randy did. And he's dead now." Michael said as he came over and put his hand on my shoulder.

"You're right." I said then sighed as a doctor came out and greeted us with a sad smile.

"You're here for Kylie I'm guessing?" He asked when we nodded he rubbed the back of his neck and I saw the blood on his coat.

"Is she alive?" I asked and saw that the question was going to be asked by one of the other two if not both, I'd I hadn't beaten them to it.

"She is. But she hasn't woken up. I'm fearing that she might have been under so much stress and pain that her mind shut down for her body to heal. there is no way of telling how long she will be out." The doctor said and hung his head. "But you guys can go to her room. Room 495."

We nodded and took off running down the hall in search of Kylie. When we found her room Michael and Bradley (Kylie's father) both nudged me to go first. I pushed open the door and just stared at my angel on the bed. She was out cold and it scared me with how pale she was.

I walked to her side and pulled a chair over and just held her hand and stared at her face. I pressed my lips against the back of her hand and felt it twitch but nothing else. Why couldn't I have been a better boyfriend and gone after her after she attacked Jolene? Maybe because I'm a fucking idiot and believed Jolene genuinely cared. But she only saw me as a sugar daddy.

Kylie's dad and brother walked in and I saw the tears in both of their eyes. Seeing a gang leader cry is a once in a lifetime thing, but when you do see it, don't say a damn word if you value your life. I stared at Kylie and let myself cry. Michael came over and touched my shoulder and I leaned into his and sobbed.

"It's okay, Keith. I understand." Michael said and I heard the tears in his voice. And this man was hard as a fucking rock, just like his dad.

I nodded and finally pulled myself together just as Bradley got a phone call and took it, leaving Michael and me alone.

"I know you still love her." Michael said and sat down on the other side of her bed.

"I really do." I said and stroked Kylie's hand.

"Then why did you hurt her by letting Jolene over?" Michael asked in a harsh tone and I flinched.

"I don't know. I wasn't thinking." I whispered.

"Hurt my sister again and I'll cut your damn dick off and feed it to you. Got it?" Michael said as he met my gaze and I nodded. "Good. Stay here. I'm going to check on my dad."

Then he left me with Kylie.

"Oh Kylie. Please wake up." I begged.

Kylie's POV:

I sat in the meadow and smiled. He sun was warm on my skin and the soft breeze ruffled my black hair. Was I dead? I remember fighting with Randy, then the gunshot and looking at Keith. But then nothing.

What happened?

"You're asleep in the hospital Kylie." Came a voice from behind me and I spun and saw drake, holding a baby in his arms. I got up and ran to him and was locked into his arms, and he placed a loving kiss on my head. "I've missed you, baby."

I stared at the baby in his arms. The one with piercing blue eyes like me and my dad and raven black hair like me. A little girl with a huge smile. Drake placed her in my arms and I held my daughter for the first time and started to cry.

Keith's POV:

She started crying. What's going on? I reached up and stroked away the tears and heard a little noise come from her lips. What's she dreaming about?

"I love you Kylie." I whispered in her and kissed her cheek.

Kylie's POV:

I heard someone say I love you Kylie and felt a kiss to my cheek but drake was just staring down at me, he didn't kiss my cheek or say anything. But when I looked around, still holding my cooing daughter, no one else was here.

"He needs you Kylie. He's grieving and thinking you're dying." Drake said with a warm smile.

"But I need you. And our baby." I said and looked up at him. "I can't leave you guys now. I just got here."

He shook his head, but the smile never left his lips. "It's not your time. You belong with Keith. He really loves you, Kylie. Give him a chance. His motives are pure, he's just scared of getting hurt again." Drake said and stroked my cheek, but I didn't feel it. "Me and our daughter are safe here. We will be here when it is your time. But it's not. You belong in the world of the living."

"Where am I now then? Did I die?" I asked as he took my daughter from me and slowly backed away. "Don't leave me drake. I lost you once! I can't do it again!"

"You're stronger than you think. And I'm always by your side. You're dreaming. Now wake up."

I shot up in the bed, a scream escaped my lips and was met by three pairs of frightened then relieved eyes. Then I was wrapped in hugs and I sobbed into my brothers and my dads arms. But the one I wanted most sat at the other end of the room, watching me with sad and tired eyes.

"How do you feel baby?" My dad asked and rubbed my head gently.

My side chose that moment to shoot pain through my body and I moaned and laid back down, closing my eyes.

"Kylie?" Keith asked softly and I turned my head and opened my eyes and just looked at him.

"Well uh... We'll be outside. Yell if you need anything sweetie." My dad said before he dragged my brother out of the room and shut the door. Keith waited until it was closed to come to my bed and sit on the edge.

"It's good to see your eyes open." Keith whispered and reached up to stroke my cheek.

"How long was I out?" I whispered and he stared into my eyes.

"Three weeks." He said and looked down. "God! If I hadn't brought Jolene over this would have never happened. You would be okay and our relationship would be strong."

Someone chose that moment to burst through the door and I groaned at the sight of Jolene. And she looked so happy.

"Keith! I'm pregnant!" She squealed and my heart sunk.

"You're what?" He yelled.