KATYS POV
"ma'am please, we need to hear from you what happened." One of the officers said to me, over and over again.. but I didn't feel like talking to them. I just wanted to see John, I needed to see John. I just sat there, blankly staring into space as their words came to me in mumbles, almost sounding like I was under water.
"I walked into the kitchen and found him in the floor." I said slowly, never looking up into their eyes. I just kept my attention directed to the floor of the hospital tile, tracing their patterns with my eyes. "Michael was there.. and he saw me.." I whined, trying my best to keep my composure. I paused to wipe my tears away before continuing.
"He must've just knocked John out, but he saw me and he begged me to leave with him. I said no, and he got really angry but that's when he heard you guys coming and ran off." I finished, swallowing the huge lump in my throat where I had forced myself to stop crying. It's been at least 2 hours and they've yet to let me see John.
"but you know what?" I added, sarcastically clasping my hands together.. finally looking up into their eyes. "If they would've kept him in jail where he belongs this would have never happened."
"Miss Perry we unders-"
"save the bullshit i need to go see my boyfriend who's currently unconscious." I said rather rudely but at this point I didn't care. He was hurt and no one knows when he might wake up, or how he'll be if he does wake up. I abruptly stood up out of the chair in the waiting room where they were questioning me to go see John.
He was alive, I was alive, and my baby was alive and that's all that mattered to me at the moment. Everyone was okay, and even though I may never know what happened at least he's safe now. We all are. I then remembered that I needed to call his parents to let them know what's happened.. they deserve to know at least. I dialed Margarets number and even though it was around 2 in the morning she answered.
"Hello?" She asked tiredly, considering I had just woke her up. And now I was about to give her horrible news, and ruin her night even more.
"H-Hi it's me, Katy." I struggled to get out as I suddenly started sobbing into the phone.
"Katy? What's wrong, dear? Are you alright?" She asked in panicky voice, but it never even registered to her to ask about John.
"I'm fine.. it's just... Johns not so fine." I cried, shutting my eyes as I leaned against the cold wall. when I opened my eyes I finally saw my reflection in the window and realized how shitty I looked. My hair was a mess, I had mascara around my eyes and I was still in my clothes from earlier... a baggy shirt tied in the back with some skinny yoga pants and 2 different colored ugg boots where I was too much in a hurry to ride to the hospital with John that it hadn't mattered what I grabbed.
"What do you mean what happened?" She asked, now sounding wide awake and I hated myself for having to tell her this. I heard her wake Richard up and took a deep breath before continuing.
"He's at the hospital.. he's unconscious at the moment. I.. I'd really like to explain everything to you in person." I said, biting my lip nervously. They didn't know about Michael, or anything pertaining to him and I thought it best to explain in person. They were probably going to blame me.. Blame me for involving John in my troubles. For making him look after me, and eventually getting hurt in the process.
"Okay, Katy we're on our way. Everything will be alright sweetie, we'll be there shortly." She said sweetly before hanging up. I clutched my phone in my hands before letting out another sob as I leaned heavily against the wall; my body feeling weak from exhaustion and anger. The one person that I need in this world might not wake up. And what about our baby? It needs a father and I most certainly can't nor do I want to do this on my own. I need him.
