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17 - Hospital Bed

3RD PERSON'S POV

As Valentina, was just about to look back at Francis, there was a second loud bang, and before she could process anything, she fell back into the lake, getting deeper by the second.

Francis watched in horror as his love was hit by a bullet. Still angered from her trying to escape yet again, the black-winged man turned around in a rage, to see one of his best men, trembling with the gun in his hand. The man was now feeling like a mere boy as he looked up at his terrifying boss, who was approaching him quickly.

And before he could make an excuse, his neck was snapped by Francis. He quickly redirected his attention to his love that was drowning in the lake. Without hesitation, Francis jumped into the water and knew he could hold his breath for an extended amount of time.

As he pushed his wings out, allowing him to go deeper. Francis saw the small silhouette and as he got closer to her, he could see her dressed in her supposed conspicuous clothing followed by a trail of red coming from her leg, pushing his anger further.

I can't believe it. The second chance she got, she left me. How did she even manage to lock my men in her bathroom? Was she that desperate to get away from me?

Francis's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, his anger speaking, as he delicately picked her up bridal style and strongly propelled himself out of the water with his wings.

There was a splash of water, letting the pair emerge. The men that were ordered to look for her with Francis, stood by the lake and watched the pair hover in the sky.

Francis checked Valentina. Her body was still, with no movement, a minute passed and just as Francis thought he had lost her, her chest started to move up and down at a good pace, letting the man let out a breath of his own.

Still angry at Valentina, Francis never intended to get her hurt, but he knew what he had to do to ensure that she wouldn't leave as soon as she wakes up later.

Looking up from his Angel, he looked on to his men that were waiting for the next command, and he nodded his head as he flew back to the mansion, the ten men following him back, basically knowing the forest like the backs of their hands.

All during this Valentina was awake. Her body may have not been but without being able to see or hear anything, all she could do was feel what was going on around her. The cold air on her face, rushed by her so quickly, that she knew that Francis was taking her back.

But she didn't want to go. She didn't want to live a life trapped in a mansion with killers and criminals. So why did she feel relieved that she was in the gang leader's arms?

Just as the blonde thought that she then completely lost consciousness.

VALENTINA'S POV

There it is again.

The high-pitched ringing rang around my head.

God was it loud.

I felt myself moving slightly, shocking myself as I twitched my finger.

My senses came flooding back to me, and my leg was killing me. Squinting open my eyes, I look down and saw that I was in a blue hospital dress, matching the wall of this room.

Was I... in a hospital room?

I tried to get up but was stopped by the cords all over my body, coming from behind me. I was in a hospital when I saw the heart monitor and man machines.

I started ripping off all the cords attached to me, knowing I needed to get out of this unfamiliar place. As I was about to rip off the third one, a cold hand was placed on my shoulder, making me sit up and my head snaps to the person.