29-Lost

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POV FRANCO

Several shots went off and I rush out the car. The plan had fold since Lyon had his buddies knock out Oliver and Luis as wells.

Alex was shaking, blood was everywhere. Jett stands there in shock with a gun his hands. I walk towards him in a hurry, "give me the gun Jett." Without a thought, he passed me the gun.

I put the safety on and rush towards Gabby. Alex was putting pressure on the wound and I check for a pulse.

Barley breathing. I let out a sigh and relief. "Alex stay calm."

"I-I'm t-trying, I would never b-betray you guys but he held a gunpoint to Daisy and-,"

"ALEX ITS OKAY! I'm calling the police."

Gabby face was going pale and my mind was flooded with moments I spend with her. "Gabby, I love you." I held her hand and wait for the police to arrive.

"Holy shit." I heard someone familiar say behind me but I stared at Gabby. "Turn around bud."

"No! She can't die! I saved her life! She can't leave me again!" Jett cries and I look up to Jett.

"She won't, she's going to live and she will marry me and we will go travel to New York like she wanted. She's going to live, she promised." I said mostly to myself and looked back at Gabby, tears falling my eyes as I try to keep myself from not breaking.

The ambulance got here and started to put her on the board. "Sir are you family?"

"Hell yes! Let's go!" I yelled at them and they began to put her inside the truck. Luis had Jett so I was okay.

The whole blood bath was going to be hard to explain to the cops.

AETOS!

I would have to call him when I calm myself first.

They rushed inside the hospital as they enter some doors that I couldn't be allowed in. As the doors closed in-front me, I broke loose. I grab a chair and throw it the wall, breaking into pieces.

My hands were full of Gabby blood, her blood on my hands.

My phone began to ring and I had no other choice but to answer without bothering to see who it was. "WHAT?!"

"Dad, I can't take it off."

I regret yelling at him but he knew what was going on. "What can't get off bud?" I said in a softer tone.

"The blood! The fucking blood in my hands, my shirt, my pants, the shoes! Mom likes this shirt! It won't come off! The b-blood w-wont come off....." I heard cry's through the phone and I lean on the wall.

Falling to the floor with the phone stuck in my ear. "We can get you another set of the clothes, it's okay bud. Use dish soap, works the best. It's going to be okay bud, sorry you had to......kill someone."

"Hopefully it was worth it." Spoken like your mother.

Did he cuss?

I'll let it go.

....

I felt myself drifting to sleep but I was awaken to see Cat yelling at the front desk person. "I WILL CUT YOUR UGLY SHRUGS AND RE-DESIGN YOUR FUCKING UGLY HAIR WITH MY PINS!"

I walked over to her to calm the situation down. "Franco thank god! What happen?!"

"Where's Rubi?" I ask as I play with my hands.

"Nima has her, Jett is with Oliver. He's been wanting to see Gabby but I didn't even know what's the situation." She held my hands and see the blood. Cat smiles at me with fear in her eyes. "Let's get you clean up." She said like it was natural to her.

Cat pushed me inside the family restroom and she clean my hands with dish soap. Now I wonder who told her about these things. After my hands were clean she pulls out her bag and passes dry clothes of mine.

She turns around and looks at the wall.

I started changing and put on the new clothes. "You Can turn around."

"Thank god, I lost track how many times I count the lines of the wall." She said as she grabs the dirty, bloody, clothes placing them inside her purse. "I called Aetos and he's cleaning up the mess on the docks. Daisy is okay and finding a new apartment, in-which we have to explain to our world since she was gun pointed. Manny is drinking and coming by in 30 to see the situation himself with Jett, Oliver is driving of course. Now how are you doing?"

The girl is so calm, I'm surprised she's even a person.

"Wreck. You?" She seems shocked when I ask her, but I was just wondering how the fuck she is so calm. Did she take drugs?

"No I didn't." Shit, I didn't meant to say that out loud. "I am calm because she will live." She opens her bag and tries to find something. "She will live because she is a Gabby!" She calmed herself and struggles to find whatever she's looking for. "She WILL not be dead! Nope! Not when I'm still around. She will live and won't die!"

She pulls a lipgloss with tears threaten to leave her eyes. Cat turns to the mirror and struggles to place the lipgloss, I turned her and see tears falling from her cheek. "Come here." I pulled into her hug and she ended up crying.

"I can't lose her."

"Me either." Tears always fall my cheek.

We open the door and walked out, Danny smiles and hugged both of us. "Holy shit I've been looking for you for ten minutes."

"Int be cafeteria?" I said, noticing the muffin behind his back.

"Fuck." He muttered and Cat pushed him back. "Why are you crying?" Danny ask in a baby voice.

"Are you Gabby husband?" They ask Danny and I was furious.

"Not when I'm around and living!" The doctors frowned and looked at me with fear.

"W-we had some complications, since her last birth damage her body, the baby was lost." The doctor paused but we had lost our minds after what he had just said.

BABBBYYYY!?

"Oh my gosh?"Cat muttered, with tears falling again.
"Holy fuck." Danny was shock as well.
"She's was pregnant." I said in disbelief.

Could she have known?

I doubt it, she would've told me. Maybe she didn't know, maybe it was the early stage of the baby and the effect hasn't kicked in.

But a baby, lost because of FUCKING LYON!

Fuck, I can't process the thought of me having baby's and dying right away. That's two miscarriage, one that actually happen and the other by the fucking bullet.

Holy mother of grill I'm going to fucking burn the world after I leave this hospital.

Gabby going be upset, she barley was herself last time she miscarriage hopefully she will be okay and with me because I'm not letting her go again.

She's not leaving me again, hell to the no. I lost her way too many times for her to be gone because of a manor step back, we will get over this and be together through the crying process.

We will be okay.

Together.

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-Yeet

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