jeremike (forever together)

Getting Hitched! chapter 11

*MOAR JEREMIKE YAY And a very long chapter short a/n they aren't going to work in this chapter, its just based off of their relationship*

Ramsey's POV:

I walk into our new patients room, and what I see makes me drop my clipboard. "I need help!" three nurses come quick. We move Michael so we can try and resurrect him.

"We can't lose him!"

"We need to x-ray him. Now!" we move him to where the x-ray machine is. We scan him and find that there is some glass in him. His pulse is faint but its there. We start to operate on him to get all the glass out.

Jere's POV:

We both walk into Mikey's room but he's not there. I look for a nurse. "U-Uh excuse me, b-but where is the p-patient that w-was in here?"

"They moved him to surgery, something about more stab wounds and glass in him." Sugar's eyes nearly pop out of her head.

"I know who did this to him" the nurse looks at her. "My sister Doll, she looks like me but older and more demented." She nods and walks to the front desk, probably to tell the lady that works there to watch out for a girl named Doll. I start to cry. Sugar comes over to comfort me, I just turn and cry into her chest. "Jere, its ok. Mikey has been in worse situations before."

"Are you s-sure?" I say in between sobs

"I'm sure of it." she gives me a comforting smile and I start to cry softer, not as hard as before. What feels like days have passed a nurse comes and tells us that Mikey survived and is fine. I let out a sigh of relief knowing that my cupcake is ok. Doll will pay for this and I'll make sure of it.

"Can we see Mike?" he nods and directs us to him. 

"The doc said that there is a small chance that he'll wake up, but there is nothing to worry about." My heart sank when he said that. It echos in my head, There is a small chance he won't wake up. When we walk in Mikey is sleeping, he almost looks peaceful. Too peaceful. I will sit here and stay by your side, I will not leave you... I will, protect you. Again to what feels like days he starts to come to.

"jere? Jerebear!" A tear strikes down my face  knowing he won't be sleeping forever.

Mikey's POV:

I pull Jere into a hug and hold hi there. I can only guess that he feared for his life that I would not make it through surgery. But I'm here now and I won't leave.

"M-Mikey"

"I'm not letting go."

"But I-I can't b-breathe" I let go

"Oops..."

"Still as strong as ever, now can we please not break our little jerebear?" She starts to smirk and I blush. "Oh and Mikey you are staring here until tomorrow, they need to monitor you." I nod.

"Then I-I'm staying here w-with you."

"No Jere you can't do this to your self, you need rest."

"But M-Mike-"

"No go home, sugar can you drive him back to my house?" She nods and grabs Jere by the arm. He whines out the door. "My little Jerebear." I laugh a bit then fall asleep.

~~~Next Day~~~

Jere's POV:

"O-Ok I have the f-flowers a-and a bag o-of reese's peanut b-butter cups. D-Did I forget a-anything?"

"Um Jere."

"W-What?"

"Look down." I look down and start to blush.