Death.
Death is all i've thought about since I was lastly awake in the ambulance.
Am I really dead?
Did I die.
I didn't even pay attention to who the person who stabbed me was.
It couldn't have been Zach.
I shot him in both of his legs.
I left that nasty little fucker crippled for life.
He deserved it.
For what he did to Rose.
Where is she?
God I hoped she survived.
Jack's p.o.v.
Seeing zoe's lifeless body on that rolling bed hurts like a bitch.
I'm covered in her blood.
I should've gone in there with her.
What the fuck was I thinking.
Who got shot?
Who was shooting?
It couldn't have been zoe shooting someone.
She's never told me that she knows how to use a gun.
I see the ambulance in a hurry get away from the house.
I run back to my car at zoe's house and I don't know what shirt I'll put on.
This one has all of her blood.
I go inside and run up to peters room.
He hates me.
But he has to know i'm going to barrow a shirt.
I take my shirt off and put one of his on.
I take my shirt and run downstairs to her stove.
I turn it on and burn the shirt.
I throw the shirt covered with fire into there fire place and watch it burn.
Once its all ashes.
I lock the door and walk out to my car and I start my drive to the hospital.
*at the hospital*
I go in running to the nurse on the counter.
"Ma'am where is Zoe McCoy?"
"Hold on honey, got to look her up real quick."
Jesus, zoe please be alive.
"She's in surgery at the moment. She'll be coming out in 2 hours tops."
My heart warmed up a bit.
"Where is Rose McCoy?"
She holds one finger up and she says.
"She can have visitors. She's in room 345b."
I nod and thank her.
I walk towards Rose's room to make sure she's okay.
I find her room and I look through the window.
She's awake but her eyes are so bruised up that you can barley see her eyes open.
Atleast she's alive.
I knock on the door frame asking if its Okay that I go in.
"Hey Jack. Wheres my sister?"
Rose ask . Her voice sounding as if shes whispering.
I sat down beside her and broke down crying.
I never cry.
I've never cried infront of anyone.
But when the love of my life is in between life or death of course i'm going to cry.
"Jack. No please." She says her voice cracking.
Her sobs make me sob harder.
"Jesus is she dead?" She ask looking into my eyes pleading for an answer.
I clear my throat.
"She's in surgery." I say my voice cracking through out saying the entire sentence.
I feel rose's hand grab mine.
"She's a strong girl Jack. Lets be strong for her."
She says squeezing my hand harder.
I nod.
Wiping my tears.
"She shot him twice"
Rose says.
"What?" I say in disbelief.
"H-he told her I was better in bed then her. H-he r-raped me. And s-she went c-crazy and she pulled out the g-gun out o-of no where a-and s-shot him."
Rose says sobbing remembering the events that had taken place.
"Rose? Who?"
I ask wanting to know whos the nasty fuck.
"Z-za-ach."
