Guarding Love

Chapter 24 - You have to be okay.

A/N - I am so sorry for the delay been dealing with a lot of family stuff. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one. I didn't want to leave it on a cliffhanger like the last one. 

"Be strong because things will get better. It may be stormy now but it never rains forever." - Unknown.

Y/N POV

01:57 AM

"I'm fine." My voice comes off a little snarkier than I wanted as I dismiss the nurses for the third time, refusing their help to bandage and look over my bruised body. My stomach is laced with bruises, and if I could check the mirror, I'm sure my back is covered in minor cuts, just like my arms and legs are from the glass and metal. There is a road burn along one side of my body, and I am sure I have a concussion. However, my stubborn ass can only think of one person, well, two. Scarlett and the little one are in, sure. I told them to save them both, but if there is absolutely no choice, then they need to save Scarlett. It broke my heart to make that decision. What would Scar think of me choosing her over our baby? Shaking that thought from my head, I continue pacing back and forth in the small surgical waiting room.

The nurses watch me closely, waiting for exhaustion or the adrenaline to disappear so they can intervene. I know, I should let them look at me, but I don't want to miss the doctor if something happens. The premiere was in LA, so Hunter, Vanessa, Fenan, Melanie and Rose were back in New York. When I had called them, I could barely talk, and Hunter seemed to know immediately why I had been calling. Maybe it was their twin telepathy, or the incident had already reached local news stations. Either way, Vanessa and Fenan would take care of Rose, and when we had good news, they'd fly her out.

The fire department had to extract Jess before he could be transported to the hospital. Luckily, he only had a few cuts, a concussion, a dislocated shoulder and a broken leg. I checked in on him once when they fit him with a cast. He nearly kicked me out of his room, saying he didn't want me to return until I had news on Scarlett. Jess has always loved Scarlett since the first day he met her. He's always been super protective of her, which is why was another reason why he wasn't a fan of Katie. Although his bond with Scarlett had grown since they started spending more time together, I wanted to be able to give him good news. One positive is that I could call his wife and daughter and reassure them that he was okay. Melissa booked them on a flight as soon as possible.

As I continue to pace across the worn-out carpeted floor, I pray. I pray for nothing but good news for Scarlett and the little guy's well-being. Praying I don't need to make a dreadful call to Scarlett's mom, Melanie, and that I get news soon. I selfishly pray that I don't collapse on this floor before anyone else arrives. My foot buckles after my thousandth pass around the room, sending me toppling to the ground. I grab the chairs surrounding me and stop myself from falling completely. One of the nurses rushes to my side and helps me up.

"Thank you," My voice is soft and weak as I give the nurse a weak smile.

"Ms. Y/LN, will you let me at least examine you?" She asks as she helps me sit down in one of the chairs.

Nodding, "Is there a way to do it here?" I can feel the exhaustion hit, but I don't want to leave the one place I know I'll get answers.

"Of course," She motions for one of the nurses to come over. "My name is Angie. Am I able to check your ribs?" Nodding, I lift my shirt. The other nurse joins us with a heart monitor and a box of gloves. Angie puts sterile gloves on her hands while the other nurse wraps the heart monitor band around my upper arm. I study Angie's face intently as I try to get a read on her, but she's good at hiding it. Despite her delicate hands, I still wince and let out a soft groan when she touches my ribs. "Well, I don't think you are bleeding internally or have broken ribs. However, we should do some X-rays, CT and Ultrasound." She raises her eyebrow, waiting for me to protest, but I know it's futile.