Janthony Together -- the final chapters

Part 1

Everything paused as the nurse walked up to me and Jasmine.

"You should see her now" The woman said solemnly. Not you can see her now it was you should, the world seemed to spin as I walked into the hospital room. The only thing keeping me from falling to the ground was one arm heavily draped around Jasmine's back. I stifled a gasp as I saw Grace's condition, it was even worse than the doctors had described. Much worse. Her eyes were half open and hazy and there were at least five different tubes running up her body, which was completely limp except for shallow breaths softly raising her chest. I walked up to the bed and knelt down next to her. Gracie tried to move when she saw me but the action obviously pained her so she opted for just turning her head to face me.

"Gracie please explain to me how this happened" I whispered to her while choking back tears.

"Honestly I don't remember much... I was just walking home and then I heard the sound of guns ringing out... Then everything went black." Her voice was so strained it was hard to hear her over the sound of the many machines she was hooked up to.

"I'm... so sorry. If I could have done something differently then maybe you wouldn't be..."

"Anthony it wasn't anyone's fault. I was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time" Gracie said attempting to shrug and failing.

"How are you so calm about this?" I asked in shock, "You might..." Gracie shook her head.

"Anthony i'm not afraid of dying alright? I'll look down at you and make sure you don't blow up the whole house without me" Now it was my turn to shake my head.

"Gracie stop it. We are going to get through this" Gracie smiled,

"I love your optimism... I'm going to miss that" She trailed off caught up in happy memories.

"Don't say goodbye yet... please" I could hear the desperation in my own voice, "You're my only family I can't lose you." my eyes began to burn from tears yet to be shed. Gracies voice grew weaker than before and it seemed to take all her strength to reach out and grab my shaking hand. She lightly squeezed it.

"Anthony... you still have a family" her gaze fell upon Jasmine who had been kneeling at my side yet to say anything. Then with her whole body slacking back onto the bed the machines fell quiet. Leaving the room in complete silence.

JASMINE POV

The monitors suddenly go silent and I know that she is gone. I scream as the world starts spinning, and it won't stop, this can't be happening. A nurse bluntly hands me a tissue, I snatch it. But by the time I bring it to my eyes, the tissue is shredded into pieces, scattering the floor. Poor little Gracie, how could this happen? How could the beautiful, sweet girl be lying dead and cold in the hospital bed before me. Imagine how this will effect Anthony, she was his world. Anthony- thoughts of him snap me back into reality, I need his strong arms, his gentle touch. But apparently Anthony did not want me. He shoved his way passed the hospital doors, slamming them firmly, oh god. I try to balance on my shaky legs and chase after him, calling his name desperately. Going outside was a mistake, quickly fans had figured out what was going on and now swarmed the entrance. Soon Anthony is lost in the growing crowd.

"Is she okay?" A fan shouts.

"She's dead isn't she?" another screams. Tears threaten to spill, In a panicked attempt to escape, I try to lunge through the crowd with no success.

"Let me go!" I shriek, tears suddenly spilling down my face. I must find Anthony, there was only one place he could be.

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