Come back to me...

Chapter 21

(A/N) Before this chapter starts, I want to clarify that Sully's Ending was not MY ending XD. This will be the final chapter and then the epilogue will be uploaded on Monday. Alright you may proceed to the almost ending of this beautiful story. :)

Rachel POV

As we drove off to the hospital, police had arrived. They held Johnny in handcuffs and put him in the police car. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding in. As I did that, I saw that Dominic had gone unconscious. I started to freak out, when a paramedic came to my side.

"Don't worry he is going to be fine." He tried to relax me, but it wasn't working.

"What if he dies?"

"He won't. Look, statistically, if you get shot in the chest by a .22 caliber, you have a better than 50% chance of living. By the looks of it, it missed his heart, but we're not sure yet. The hospital is literally two minutes away and we will operate on him as soon as we can. I can see how much you care about him, but don't worry. I swear on my life that I will not let him die. Do you hear me?" He was stern, yet gentle. I nodded my head, feeling more lax about the situation.

"What is your name?" He smiled.

"It's Aaron. Yours?"

"Rachel."

After the two minute ride to the hospital, Dominic was immediately rushed into the operation room. People were yelling orders and I felt sick to my stomach. All I could think about was the blood on my hands and Johnny. Why did Dom jump in front of me? I would have preferred it be me on an operating table, rather than my boyfriend.

I kept on seeing black spots and I could feel myself falling, before someone caught me. It was Jack, Dominic's dad.

"Papa?" I was still dizzy.

"Rachel, you need to lay down."

"But Dominic..." I trailed off.

He took in a breath. "We know. Everyone is working on him and the police already came. They told me the whole story." A single tear escaped him and I felt terrible. He never cried. The only exception was when I came to the hospital with cuts on my thighs. Dominic told me he was bawling.

"I'm sorry, Papa. It's all my fault. If Dominic hadn't jumped in front of me, then he wouldn't be in there, having people cut him open." I tried so hard not to break down right in front of him. It got to the point where I was shaking my head back and forth, hoping to not let any tears come out. Dominic wouldn't want me crying.

"Rachel, it's not your fault. Dominic jumped in front of you because he loves you. He cares about you so much that he would die for you. Don't feel as if this is all your fault. It's that bastard, Johnny's fault." He took another breath. "He will be fine, trust me. I know our Dominic and he's a survivor." He kissed my head, then left, telling me he had to go help with Dominic. Right after he left, I let it all out. The tears broke out of me, as if I were a dam. As I was crying, a pair of arms wrapped around me. Even though I hadn't known him for a long time, I immediately knew who the arms belonged to.

"Shhh. It's gonna be ok," Kyle said. I cried even harder, clinging onto him, as if my life depended on it.

"Ells, you're gonna make me cry." I turned to see who it was and it was Niall. I looked at Kyle, my eyes asking if I could go to him. He nodded and I ran to Niall, my head burying in his chest. The tears were still coming and I felt my hair start to dampen. I looked up and Niall's eyes were wet and puffy. He cared a lot about Dom. They were like brothers.

"Please don't cry, Ni. I got you." I hugged him tighter, with him chuckling, weakly.

"I am still astonished to this day, how in situations like this, you would care for others rather than yourself," he said.