They Don't Know About Us (Kylie x Malia) Book 3

Chapter 8

"Get the fuck out of my way!" Mel carries Kylie into the hospital. "Stay with me Ky!" Malia does her best to apply pressure to the wound. "I need help!" Doctors and nurses rush over with a gurney. "What happened?" "She was shot. Uh, she was shot in the stomach." "We need to get her to the OR." They rush Kylie away as Malia breaks down in tears. "Hey, she's gonna be ok. Alright?" Mel wraps her arms around her. "We just got married. We JUST got married. Why? Why us?" Malia cries into her arms. Her legs buckle before Mel catches her. She picks her up and carries her to the waiting area and sets her down on the chair. Kylie's parents were distraught. "Um, we're gonna go fill out some paper work." Mel nods as Kylie's parents walk away. "Alex, Carol?" She calls out to them. "I'll pay for the bill." It was the least she could do. As much as she wants to be taking care of that stuff. She can't. She doesn't know her blood type, she doesn't know if Kylie had any past illnesses. She knows her allergies but no past surgeries. None of the important stuff. She felt like a failure. This was the second time her life was threatened. Unfortunately this time, they managed to do it.

The rest of the cast and their friends run inside. "Hey, is she ok?" Ruby asks. "She's in surgery. Her parents are filling out some paperwork....how the fuck did that guy get past security?!" Mel shouts. "Mel...." "No, i wanna fucking know! What's the point of hiring bodyguards and security if they don't do their fucking job?!" People start to look over at them. Ruby slowly walks up and gently places her hand on her arm. "Let's go get some air." "I'm not leaving until i know she's ok." "I know, I'm not saying go home or anything. I'm just saying walk around. Get some fresh air. Maybe take your mind off of things." Ruby suggests. Mel sighs and looks over at Malia. "You call me the second you hear any news." Malia nods. "I will, i promise." Ruby takes Mel outside for a bit while Malia and the rest of them sit and wait. "Malia, how are you holding up?" Dara asks her. "We just got married." She whispered. "We're supposed to be going on our honeymoon right now and now here we are." She starts tearing up as she fiddles with her wedding ring. "How did this happen? How did we get here?" She sobs. Dara holds her close. "Shh.... it's ok. She's gonna be ok, she's a fighter. She's our rebel, menace, remember?" She jokes. Malia smiles slightly. "She'll pull through, i know she will."

After a few minutes, Mel and Ruby return. "Any news?" They asks. Malia shakes her head. As if on cue, a doctor walks out. "Mrs. Cantrell-Baker?" Malia stands immediately. "How's my wife?" The sound of it coming out of her mouth should have brought her joy, now the question just brings her anxiety and despair. "She's in surgery. We're working on getting the bullet out. But it's a bit tricky." "Tricky how?" Mel asks. "The bullet missed any major vein or arteries, but it's dangerously close to one, removing it might dislodge it somewhere else, causing more damage." He tells them. "What happens if we leave it?" "Well, her body's immune system could recognize it as a foreign object and eventually get rid of it." "Or?" Malia looks at him. "Or it could cause inflammation to the surrounding tissue, in which case we will need to surgically remove it." He looks at Malia for a second. "Are you her wife?" He asks. Malia nods. "Yes." "That would make you next of kin. It's up to you." Malia takes a deep breath and sighs. Up to her?

"You're telling me, i either choose whether she lives or dies? Even if she does the surgery, there's a chance it could go wrong." He nods. "I undertand it's a difficult decision. And i apologize for putting you in this postion. Especially since you just got married." He notices her wedding dress. "I want her to at least have a chance. Do the surgery. Save my wife." She tells him. He nods. "I will do everything i can, Mrs. Cantrell-Baker." He goes back into the surgery room. "The only thing we can do now is wait. Malia, maybe you should change out of your dress, that can't be comfortable to walk around and sit in." Joshua suggested. "I think Mel packed a change of clothes for you and Kylie in the car. Let me go get it for you, ok?" Morgan stands and heads to the parking lot. Dara walks up to her. "Peder and i were gonna go get some coffee or something. Did you need anything?" She asks. Malia shakes her head. "The only thing i need is for my wife to be ok." She whispered. Dara nods but doesn't say anything else. She stands and goes with Peder to the cafeteria.

When Ruby and Mel finally come back, Malia walks up to them, an unleashed rage burns within her. "Do they know who did it?" She asks Mel. Mel sighs. "No, i actually just got off the phone outside, they're investigating it right now. They'll let me know when they do." Malia closes her eyes and tries to steady her breathing but it's no use. Kylie was the only one that could calm her down. Mel too sometimes, but this isn't one of those times for Mel to be calm so she doesn't bother. You can't calm someone if you yourself aren't calm. Kylie's parents come back as well. "Any news?" Alex asks. Malia shakes her head. He sighs before he sits down. Carol keeps tapping her foot. Suddenly, she starts cussing in Spanish, which Malia could only pick out bits and pieces from what Kylie and Mel have taught her. Kylie, obviously. Angry, understandable. Puto, she definitely knew what that meant. Pendejo, yup definitely knew that one too. Police, police? Did they notify the police yet? Was the shooter still on the loose? Who was that anyways? One person comes to mind but he was in jail already.

"Family for Kylie Cantrell-Baker?" They all hurry to the doctor. "How is she?" "She's out of surgery, she's stable but the blood loss did cut off oxygen to her brain. We don't know for how long." "But how is she?" Malia insisted. He sighs. "Your wife is in a coma, Mrs. Cantrell-Baker. We're monitoring her and doing everything we can to...." The world caves in around her as the voices drown out. Coma? Kylie was in a coma? How long will she be like this? How will she be when she wakes up? Will she remember any of this? Remember their wedding? Remember her? It was all too much for Malia as the room starts to spin around her. "Mrs. Cantrell-Baker?" "Malia?" All she saw after that was black.

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