I Found You: A Nathan Sykes Fan Fic

Chapter 23 ~ Trouble

A/N: ELLO!! Sorry it has been awhile from my last update. A lot of things have been going on from my little niece being born to having wrist surgery on Tuesday. -______-

However, I hope the wait will be worth it and thanks for reading! (:

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Melody's Perspective

Nathan's shirt was covered in blood. I stared at him in disbelief wondering if this was just a dream and if I would wake up at any second to Nathan's sweet voice.

But this isn't a dream. This is my reality.

I watched as Nathan looked down at his shirt in amazement as well. The blood was pooling everywhere and I couldn't tell where he got hit, but I prayed that it wasn't anywhere near his heart.

He staggered back and Siva was just barely able to catch him before he fell. Everything just seemed to go in slow motion and I didn't know what to do. My heart pounded against my chest and coldness over took my body. I was scared, but not for myself. I wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear into the ground.

I looked back at Jerry and even he seemed to be surprised that he hit Nathan when the bullet was intended for me. He quickly recovered and pointed the gun back at me.

"The police will show," My voice cracked as I tried to stand up to Jerry. I know they will show, I heard a few screams from pedestrians.

"Melody," Siva called worriedly. I could hear Nathan choking and I was afraid to look.

"This didn't have to happen," Jerry said, "You could have just done what you were told!"

"I hate you," I whispered as I clenched my fists at my sides.

"We need an ambulance, my friend has been shot," I heard Siva yell into what is most likely a phone.

Jerry looked like he was about to leave when he heard sirens in the distance, but before he could make one move and said, "I'll show you where the diamonds are."

He looked back at me quizzically, "Why?"

"I know you will hurt more of my friends," I told him. I started to walk towards him. He tensed up even though he was the one with the gun but relaxed when I held up my hands.

Everything happened fast once I was standing besides him. He had brought his gun down to his side and I took the opportunity to take it and twist it behind his back and peel the gun from his grip as I pushed him against the wall.

"What are you going to do?" Jerry asked, "Shoot me?"

"Yes," I whispered as I held the gun against his head, but my fingers wouldn't pull the trigger and would I really kill someone? I've never held a gun before much less used it, but I couldn't let Jerry get away.

I pulled the gun away from his head and before I could give a second thought I pulled the trigger and felt the recoil of the gun.

Jerry cursed in pain and clutched at his leg once I let him go.

I stared down at the gun in my open hand. I didn't think I would be able to do it, but I did. I dropped the gun in disgust and ran over to Nathan and Siva. Nathan's eyes were closed and Siva was putting pressure on his wound.

"Nathan, stay awake," I cooed and his only response was a flutter of his eyelids. I started to panic and more so when the police arrived and had witnessed me dropping the gun. The ambulance were right behind them taking out two gurneys.

Everything became muffled when I felt the police grab my arms and put hand cuffs around my wrists.

I barely heard Siva's shout of protests as he said, "She didn't do it! He did! It was all in defense!"

I couldn't hear the response he got but I saw Siva only nod as they shut me away in the car. I had no words for protest. I was shaking all over.

But Nathan.

I don't know what is going to happen to him and it is all my fault. I was the one who got into his life. I'm the one who said I didn't have anywhere to stay when I really did. I'm the one who betrayed him. I'm the stupid one to trust Gram. And I'm definitely the one to blame for being idiotic enough to send that text to Siva.

If Nathan dies, it will be in my hands. Not Jerry's. It doesn't matter who pulled the trigger.

I'm the one being taken into custody while Jerry gets nursed on his leg.

The ride to the station seemed to take forever. I was hurting everywhere from my heart to my wrists that were being dug into because of the hand cuffs.

Once we got there, the police officer dragged me into the station and into what I believed to be an interrogation room. The hand cuffs were off and I was rubbing at my wrists when another officer entered the room and announced himself as Detective Davis.

"We know you didn't shot Nathan Sykes," the officer explained. "But you did shoot Jerry Sentra."

"How do you know him?" I asked even though I knew Jerry had a record with the police for many accounts.

"Let's just say we've been watching your family." He told me.

I didn't know what to respond with. If the police have been watching Jerry then that means they have been watching me.

"Would you like to share your story on what happened today?" He asked me, but I knew it was more of a demand.

So I told him. I explained everything from the moment my parents died to what occurred today because I knew it would give a better insight.

Detective Davies nodded his head to everything and seemed to believe me. In the end he said they will be holding me over night until someone could come and get me. But there is no one.

I was left sitting in a chair with police officers milling around doing their job while I just thought. Nathan is in the hospital right now and I have no idea how he is doing or if he took his last breath. It killed me not knowing.

I shouldn't have betrayed him. Right now I could be at his flat sitting on his bed as he was making his tea. He would come in the room with his hair disarrayed and an awkward smile when he saw me staring at him.

What I would do to have him in my arms.

"Miss Sentra?" A woman police officer asked as she placed a hand on my shoulder. "Someone has come to take you home?"

"What?" I wondered, but said no more and followed her. No one would come and get me. Jerry is in the hospital. Cora is dead. The rest of Jerry's gang would never come and get me.

We were turning a corner when I saw a familiar face. A face that was crowned in brown curls and had bluish grey eyes that glinted.

Jay.

He smiled when he saw me and I fought to run up and hug him. I don't know what is going through his mind. Maybe he was ordered to do this. Maybe he isn't doing this because he cares.

"Did you fill out all the necessary paper work?" the officer asked Jay.

"Yea," Jay informed her.

"Okay, then she is free to go," she said.

I walked out of the building with Jay and it was then that I hugged Jay and said, "Thank you."

Jay hugged me back lightly and pulled me away from him. "I don't know exactly what happened, but are you okay? Siva asked me to bail you out but then I find out you don't need to be bailed out."

"I'm fine." I told him, "But can we go to the hospital to see Nathan?"

"The hospital?" Jay cried allowed. "Why is Nathan in the hospital?"

"He got shot Jay!" I told him. Why didn't he know?

"That bastard didn't tell me," Jay said referring to Siva, "I'll get him."

"Can we talk about this later and go to the hospital?" I pleaded. Jay nodded hurriedly and we were on our way.

The whole way there I prayed and hoped that I hadn't seen the last of Nathan Sykes.