Old scars

Chapter 3

Oli's Pov

I woke up to the sound of beeping. I opened my eyes but quickly closed them again because of the blinding white light that surrounded me. A soft voice called my name.

"Oli, Oli babe, please wake up." The voice cried.

My eyes shot open and I noticed Hannah sitting in a chair next to the bed I was in. Her eyes were red and puffy and her cheeks were stained with tears. I squeezed her hand gently. Her head shot up and her eyes met mine.

"Oh my god Oli, you're awake!"

"Where am I?" I managed to say

" hospital." She spoke with a soft voice. She was on the verge of crying and her eyes were brimmed with tears. She must have seen the confused look on my face, because she explained.
"Some girl threatened Matt and held him at gunpoint. She told him to show her to the bus so he did. He knocked on the door and you answered. He managed to get inside, but you were too slow. She pointed the gun at you and you screamed for help so she shot you in the leg. Mike got out his gun and she tackled him. I got you to a hospital and the rest is history."

"Wow, where is the girl now?" I said.

" I hope she is in jail, or that Mike killed her.'' She whispered the last part.

A doctor came in and ran a few tests. He told me that I was free to go, and that he would get me the crutches I was set to wear for the next month.
We drove to the venue in a taxi. Luckily there weren't any fans or paparazzi around, that would suck.

We walked into our bus, only to be met with all the guys from Bring me, Ptv, Sws and a few guys from security looking at something, or should I say someone, on the couch. I cleared my throat loudly and everybody's heads snapped toward us. I was met with a wave of 'are you ok' or 'how did it go'.
I said I was fine and averted my eyes to the two people on the couch.
Mike was laying there, his arms wrapped tightly around... The girl who shot me? What the fuck!! Why wasn't she under arrest!! And why in the world was she sleeping in the arms of my best friend!

"The fuck is going on here??" I said loudly.
Mike stirred in his sleep and his eyes opened. He met my gaze and clenched his fists.

"Why the fuck is she here?!?" I was furious. Like, this chick shot me, and Mike was protecting her?

"None of your fucking business" he retorted.

"I said, why is she here Mike!"

"I DONT KNOW, I DONT FUCKING KNOW MAN!!!" He yelled. I saw the look in his eyes, they were filled with sorrow and guilt. I was happy everyone else left the bus. I really needed to talk to Mike about whatever the fuck was going on.

"But I love her"

Mike's Pov

Shit! Fuck, fuckedi fuck fuck fuck!!
I had just admitted to Oli that I loved her.

"W-what?" He said, breaking the silence.

"I said, I love her. I love Maria Montoya Calderon." It felt right to say it out loud. Finally, I had someone to talk to, even if the subject of discussion shot the person I talked to.

"How? You guys met like yesterday. And the first thing she did was attack you." He exclaimed.

"What are you talking about, I've known her since, oh, I forgot you didn't know." I said quietly.

"I didn't know what?" He asked.

I sighed and told him everything. I told him how we met all those years ago. About her rough past. How we got separated when I moved to San Diego. I told him about how she had to protect herself on the street, the fighting and the drugs. Oh the drugs were heaven. How we could lay on the floor for hours just laughing at random things while we were stoned. I told him about the way I moped around for a year when we moved. How I wanted to just run away, run to Mexico and see her. Just for a few minutes, just to see that she was alive. That I realized when she was gone, that I loved her. And when she showed up with the gun, she didn't attack me, she just hugged me. I told him about the way my heart skipped a beat when I touched her. How I couldn't tell her that I loved her because of her father.

When I was done I looked up at Oli. His eyes weren't angry anymore but they were filled with emotion. He looked truly sorry.

"I'm sorry mate, I didn't know." He spoke softly.

"I-It's ok, you had no way of knowing." I managed to choke out. I knew I was about to break down, and I had no way of stopping it. Oli seemed to notice the tears rolling down my face, cause he pulled me into a hug and patted my back carefully. I started sobbing into his shirt.

"Shhh, you'll be ok." He whispered.

But I knew, nothing was ever really gonna be ok.

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A/N
I have nothing to say except, I have no idea if anyone actually is named Maria Montoya Calderon, but if there is then a major shoutout to them!!!

Stay creepy my little creatures