Can't Help Falling In Love (Elvis 2022)

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Everything seems too much, well i did get shot so whats gonna be the difference. Slowly waking up when i flinch my hand making a sign i'm awake. I heard someone move and took my hand, finally get to open my eyes to see elvis is holding my hand. "hey baby" i felt a kiss on the back of my hand, gaining more conscious.

I heard a loud gasp to turn seeing my parents who rushed to my side, feeling them stroke my head and my arm. "hey..." i finally blurted out and slowly tries to sit down but winces in pain. "shhh don't move too much you just got shot yesterday and got an operation" he says, i give a look at elvis "really? Ouch ill get a scar" i joked and see elvis gives me an kiss on the head "don't scare me like that ok." he says to comfort but i know he needed to comfort himself.

"im fine my love."i pat his head and looks over to my parents who are worried too" its the damn death threats isint it" marcus says in a bit frustration. "honey. Its not her fault-" Elizabeth been cut off by elvis "wait you got death threats!?" he says more angrier now.

I wish i sleep more. Giving out a deep sigh "dad the death threats are just papers, mom don't get involved and elvis yes i do get death threats." i given them all words and see the door open for the doctor to came in. He is a tall black african man who is a bit thin and wear his hospital uniform. "hello. Im here to check for Samantha McCollins. What i check is that she indeed get shot to the appendix which is the luckiest you can be. But its from the back and we operated in the front, covered the back so everything will be more safer." he explain

Glad everyone is quiet, i slowly try to sit down with my mom's help." doctor is she gonna be fine?" she asked and i look back at the doctor to explain."she will be given 1 week observation here in the hospital but if in 4 days she can manage on her own we will let her go. This is great news because she didn't get hit on a major organ so she will live a long life don't worry" he says

I see everyone is in relief and my parents were called so they followed the doctor outside to talk more in private. I give a sigh before elvis began pasing "since when do you get those death threats" he asked making me groan resting my back on the now sitting bed type of position.

"elvis please not n-" been but off when he hits the chair "WHEN!?" he yelled this time in anger. Ive never taught he will have this kind of tantrums so i given up "2 weeks ago. Its not major-" hearing him scoffed "not major!? Baby you got shot! Is it because of me!? Did the fa-" i cut him off

"no. Its my parents heritage.....why do you think my parents are so rich elvis?" i asked him and this time he seems more calm which is amazing news. My parents looked at us "we will leavefor a while ok you two talk" Elizabeth said and given my hand a soft squeeze before finally leaving us alone.

I spoke first after a few minutes of silence "its because they have to make everything a priority. Meaning if your poor or not if we find a perfect spot we will make sure you get kicked out the place. My parents made a lot of homeless people have place to stay but that doesn't mean some didn't get mad at us. " i look around to try and find my cigarettes knowing everything is legal to smoke in 1970s. By means everything is everywhere

Elvis stared at me for a moment before sitting on the side of the bed, he finally calmed down." elvis there are indeed people who didn't want us together but i only recive a few of those. Not compared when i get the threats of my parents. Now we plan on travelling for m-" he cuts me off "no. Your staying here. Ill make sure of it"

I give out a groan in frustration "you can't make me stay el-" being cut off again when i saw him stand up to kick the chair. I really forgot that he has tantrums like priscilla said in her interviews in 2000s. "elvis!" i yelled at him scoldingly before gives a cough since i choked my smoke.

"no!" he pointed at me "your gonna stay here. Rest. I will make sure of everything even locking you up here i don't give a fuck." he scolded me again making me shiver by his words. Usually he is calm and collective but right now he is irrational.

Red came in who forgotten to knock the door"elvis we need to go you have a concert at 9-"

"cancel it. Sam needs me more"

For the first time he cancelled a concert, honestly he never does that even for priscilla. This is shocking for me already as if i made him change but the only difference is, i Don't know if i done it in a good or bad way. "elvis...." i signed him to come sit on the bed when i pat the empty side.

He followed and finally sat down, i reach to his hand and give a soft squeeze "you need to go to your fans. Im safe here i mean if something happened at least im in the hospital now" i teased making him chuckle by my words.

"yea... I know..." he softly says and leans towards me for a kiss. "i just wanted you safe and all... Please stay...." he begs. I stayed quiet for a bit knowing this will be my biggest decision. "ok.... Ill stay..." i know ill be a disappointment for my family but i love elvis too.

Red coughs gaining our attention, elvis given me another kiss on the forehead before he leaves the building. My parents came in 30 minutes after elvis left, i let my mom and dad sat on the chairs so we can discuss more of the plans we have in the future.

Marcus is furious that i will stay here, but i don't have a choice. No i do but i chosen to stay. "sorry but elvis needs me... He.... Something tragic will happen and i wanna stay by him" i said holfing Elizabeth's hand.

She looks at marcus in worried before at me. "its alright. You can stay here or in graceland if so me and marcus will leave next month for the buisness. So once you wanted to leave you can call us alright" she says and given a smile of understanding.

I smiled back and couldn't help to be happier that my parents understand. Now my greatest danger is elvis's reaction when the day his mother will die, and i have nothing else to stop that.