Drunk In Love

Chapter 14.

Paige's POV

I was sitting in living room in Nicole & John's beach house. I was so pissed!

"I still can't believe Dean didn't believe me. I thought he loved me!" I say shaking my leg angrily.

"Paige just calm down. I mean if I got a random letter like that about John, I wouldn't know who to believe either." She says.

"But Nicole you don't understand! We've been through so much." I say sadly remembering the past.

"Just put yourself in him shoes. If you got letters from people telling you that he was cheating on you, you wouldn't question it. You'd kick Dean's ass with no questions asked. And don't try to deny it because I know you." She says.

She was right. That is how I would react.

I sigh loudly. "You're right." I say in defeat.

"I know. I'm always right." She says with a giant smile on her face.

"Ugh! Nicole I'm such an idiot." I say burying my head in my hands.

"You're not an idiot. You're pregnant, dummy! You're just going through mood swings." She says.

I just shrug my shoulders.

"Now do you have any idea who could be sending the letters?" John asks coming back from the kitchen with 2 cups of tea in his hand for me and Nicole.

"That's the problem! I have no clue. I don't know anybody who could want to do something like this to me." I say frustrated.

"That's why you always have to expect the unexpected. Not all your friends are real." John says.

"I know but it's just th-"

I am cut off by a thud on the door front door.

"What the hell was that?" Nicole asks putting her tea down.

"It was probably nothing." John says.

There was another thud. Louder this time.

"Okay there's definitely something out there." I say getting frightened.

"We'll do t just stand there, John! Go check!" Nicole says shoving John over to wards the door.

John slowly and quietly walks over to the door. When he finally reaches it, he hesitantly reaches for the handle. The he yanks it open.

He looks around. "There's no one here. I think it was just the w- OH MY GOSH!" John yells while looking down.

"What! What is it!?" I ask why walking over to the door and gasp loudly when I look down.

It's Dean laying almost lifelessly on the ground. He's covered in blood and had multiple stab wounds in his arms legs and stomach.

"Oh my God! Dean!" Nicole yelled running towards us.

John pulls him in and shuts the door. I kneel down next to him.

"Dean what happened? Who did this to you?!" I tell on the verge on tears.

Dean just weakly reaches into his pocket and hands me his phone.

"Read...t..the mos..t recent text...message." Dean weakly chokes out.

I hurry and unlock his phone to read the text. I'm am a mixture of pissed, scared, and just down right upset.

"Dean who sent this?" I ask angrily.

He just starts to cough and soon blood comes out.

"Okay we need to get you to the hospital." John says as him and Nicole help him to the car.

Who the hell is this person?

4 hours later

We've been sitting in this waiting room for hours now and I'm starting to get impatient.

I get up from my seat and storm over to the receptionist.

"What the hell is taking so long! We've been sitting here for hours! Where is my boyfriend!?" I yell.

"Paige just calm down." Nikki says while walking over to me.

"Yeah maybe you should listen to your friend. I see that your pregnant. Putting stress on yourself won't be good for the baby." The receptionist says.

"No! This child growing up without a father won't be good now where the hell is he!?" I yell demeaning to see him.

The lady rolls her eyes getting fed up with me. "Room 323 but try not to be too loud. He has a concussion." She says.

I ignore her and run until I find the room.

I finally spot the numbers 323 and burst in. I run over to the hospital bed and fall into Dean's chest and cry.

"I was so scared!" I yell while sobbing into his chest.

"It's okay babe. I'm fine." He says while smiling slightly at how I was acting.

"What the hell happened, man?" John asked.

"Yeah what did happen?" Nikki adds as we all turn our attention to him.

"So it all happened after the argument we had. You stormed out and then a few minutes later I got that text. So I reacted like any other man would. I went to go find you and since you took the car I had to walk. I knew you would be at Nicole and John's house so I was just planning on walking there. I was on my way there when all of a sudden I felt something really hard knock me in the back of my head."

"Like a rock?" Nikki asks.

"Yeah something like that. Anyways the people who hit me then started to punch and kick me. I fought back and when I started to get the upper hand, one of the guys pulled out a knife and began to repeatedly stab me."

I gasp "oh my gosh! My poor baby." I say

"In fine, babe. After they finished I. Just crawled the rest on my way to you guy's house." He finishes pointing to Nikki and John.

"I'm just glad your okay. I was so worried in that waiting room." I say.

"Yeah. She almost killed the receptionist." John says as they all laughed.

"I wasn't going to actually kill her. Just scare her a bit." I say while giggling.

"Well they said I could go home. They just needed to wrap my wounds." Dean says.

"Alright but we have to go back the their house first because I left the car there." I say.

"Don't worry, Paige. I'll bring you guy's car tomorrow. You guys just need to get rest. We all had a long night." Nicole says.

"Yeah I'll drive you guys home." John says.

We had just arrived back to the apartments. John and Nicole offered to help Dean up to the apartment. I couldn't do it myself because of my pregnancy.

We walked up the stairs tor he apartment door. It was wide open.

"Dean did you close the door when you left?" I ask.

"Yeah. I'm almost positive that I did." He says.

All 4 of us step in as I turn on the light.

The apartment was destroyed. The couches were flipped. All the glass tables were broken including the window. The TV had a hole busted into it and the lamps we knocked over.

"What the..." Nikki says in shock.

I look forward and see something written in blood shaded red that reads:

"Die bitch die!"

I walk over to the TV and see that the picture of Dean and I that used to sit there was also destroyed. My face was cut out.

This must be a sign...