Angel of Mine (Jenlisa FF)

Chapter 10

Lisa's POV

Pain...

Someone telling me to hold on...

A small hand holding mine...

A frantic but comforting voice telling me that everything's all right...

Someone carrying me...

Those were the things that I noticed were happening around me. I wanted to see what was happening...but I kept my eyes closed...gritting the pain that I felt in my stomach.

I can hear someone saying that they'll take me to the hospital. I groaned telling them no and tried to free myself from the person carrying me. That person held me tight cursing with a British accent. I knew from hearing him say 'bloody' that it was Spike. He was the only person who I know swears like that.

'Then if Spike is carrying me...who is the one holding my hand and saying comforting words to me?'

I groaned and tried to open my eyes and found myself in an awkward position. Spike was indeed carrying me in his arms heading towards...somewhere. My hand was on her neck while my other hand was holding Jennie's hand. I looked at Spike and he smiled.

"Glad to have you back luscious! You scared the hell out of me!"

I slightly smiled and looked at the other person. Jennie. Tears kept pouring on her face but still...when she looked at me, she had this wide smile that made me feel something other than pain in my stomach. She squeezed my hand.

"Hey...Are you...alright?"

Her voice were soft...her eyes were full of tears...her lips twitching, waiting for my reply. In that very moment...I couldn't help think how cute she looked. I grinned at her.

"Yeah...been better."

She nodded and smiled. Although I said that to her...the tears in her eyes just keep on falling and falling. It won't stop. I wanted to stand up and wipe them...but having someone stick a knife in your gut...and having so much pain...I wasn't able to do it. I don't have the energy.

I did the only thing I could think of to stop her from worrying. I squeezed my hand that was joined to her. She squeezed back. I smiled and look back at Spike who was glancing at our joined hands.

"Willy boy...where...the...hell are you...taking me...? Not in the...hospital I hope..."

His eyes found mine and smiled. I like it when he smiles at me like that. Even when I first joined his gang...he respected me. He was the first person that made my life a little bearable. When I asked him why he was so nice to me...he surprised me when he told me that it's because I look like his sister. His sister...who was murdered by some people along with his parents when he was a child. He was the only one who survived the tragedy. He escaped from his foster parents and lived his own life. A life without anyone loving him but himself...

Just like mine...

I kept asking myself why I didn't fall for him. He was handsome...a little skinny...nice guy...and definitely...a guy that any woman could fall for. But I can't help but seeing him as a brother. A brother who helps out his sister...and vice versa.

I shook my thoughts away as a pain coursed through me again. I gritted my teeth trying not to cry out loud. He noticed and walked faster.

"We're heading towards your motel. Just hang on..."

I smiled at him feeling sweats forming on my forehead. I nodded and just closed my eyes trying to ease the pain somehow. I felt Jennie squeeze my hand and I can't help but squeeze back...