His Mafia Princess - J.H

Chapter 95

Mirriella pov

I heard him punch the wall. I heard something in his hand crack. Knowing that I was partly to cause for that was what broke me the most. I couldn't hold on anymore as I heard the door slam. I shouldn't have avoided him, I shouldn't have told him.

I started crying uncontrollably as I continued to worry about what he's gonna do to himself. He can do a lot of stupid things when he's angry, especially to himself.  I started choking on my tears and cry's as I tried as hard as I could to keep quiet so I didn't attract the attention of anyone else in the house.

I got up and threw the papers that were on the bed. I was so angry with myself. I should've just kept it to myself. He didn't need to know. I was just being dramatic. I started to feel lightheaded after about ten minutes of crying. I carefully made my way over to the bed and collapsed onto it. I got extremely cold so I I curled myself under the covers and sobbed myself to sleep.

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I jolted awake to an excruciating pain in the side of my stomach. The pillow was still soaked from my crying earlier. I didn't have time to wollow in my self-pity as the pain had spread across my back. I need to call him.

As luck would have it, just as I reached over for my phone, his name flashed on the screen. I scrambled to pick it up and accept the call.

"H-hello?" I stuttered out as I tried not to throw up from the immense pain.

"Princess, thank god. I am so fucking sorry. What I did was so wrong and I am so sorry I scared you like that. I really need you to understand that I really didn't want to do that. I didn't mean for you to be scared, I didn't mean to touch you the way I did without permission. Or at least try to touch you in that way-"

"Jaden shut up for a minute please." I sobbed out as the pain grew stronger.

"Why what's wrong?" He asked as I shifted about and felt a pool of liquid between my legs. I lifted the covers and genuinely screamed because I was so scared by what I saw. "Mirri? Why the fuck did you scream? What's going on?" He rushed out as I heard shuffling.

"Jaden I'm bleeding. Like a lot. Fuck Jaden it hurts." I cried to him.

"Wha-what do you mean you're bleeding Mirri?" He asked as I heard an engine start.

"Bleeding. Like a period but so much worse. It's so much more painful." I answered.

I was actually paralysed with fear. I couldn't move because of how panicked I was. I didn't even acknowledge Jaden's desperate attempts to gain my attention as he drove back as fast as he could. It even took me a while to notice he had hung up and was actually in front of me when he finally arrived.

"Mirri, come on baby." He snapped me back into reality as he lightly tapped my cheek.

"Fuck. It hurts." I cried as I gripped onto him.

"I know. I know it hurts baby. Come on, we're gonna go to the hospital." He said as he stood up and tried to pull me to stand up too.

"I can't. I can't stand up. I-it hurts too bad. Jaden please make it stop." I begged as he let out a deep breath.

"Can I pick you up? I need to get you out somehow. Calling an ambulance will take too long. Is alright if I pick you up?" He asked again as he held my chin to make me look at him.

"No, your shirt." I cried out as he groaned.

"Mirri, I don't give a shit about my shirt. I need to get you out. Can I pick you up?" He asked again.

"Be careful."

Almost immediately he had picked me up, and wrapped my legs around his waist. I tried not to cry in pain as he did so.

"Shh, I'm sorry baby. I know it hurts." He soothed as he walked as quickly as he could down the stairs and out to his car.

"Jaden the seats." I shook my head as he tried to put me down.

"Mirri, stop fucking worrying about the material. It can be cleaned. I need to make sure you're okay." He said as he put me in the seat and shit the door.

He got in the car, and started the engine, quickly putting his belt on and speeding off in the direction of the hospital. He kept me talking to him the entire way there to make sure I didn't fall asleep or pass out. He parked the car and rushed to my side of the car to get me out.

He walked into the ER and because of who he is and the severity of our situation, we got a room almost immediately. I couldn't stop crying from the pain as I was sat on the bed. He was sat next to me as he ran his hand up and down my back.

"Please make it stop." I begged as I grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, not caring about the blood on it.

"I'm sorry princess. I really wish I could." He answered back as he kissed my head over and over.

"I feel sick." I mumbled as my stomach started to clench.

"It's okay baby. Just let it out." He replied as he held a sick bowl up to me and ran his hand up my back as I threw up.

There's no way I can win here. If I don't throw up I'm sat there in discomfort until I do. And when I do throw up, it causes my muscles to contract which just sends more pain coursing throughout my body. Not to mention, the bleeding still hasn't stopped.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled as I looked at the massive stain on his shirt.

"I already told you. It's fine baby." He denied as he left a kiss on my head.