Forget me not

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Jason's pov

Blake and Luke come with me. I slam my truck door enraged. "But how are we even gonna find him?" Luke gasps, holding onto the dash for dear life, me going ninety. "Oh I know where he is." I growl, tightening my grip on my pistol. "Where?" Blake asks. "Home." I whisper.

Miranda's pov

Carl shoves me onto the couch back at his house. "So you wouldn't fuck me but as soon as some random guy shows up, you'll jump at the chance-" "For one thing fucker, he wasn't some random guy, he was- is the love of my life." I growl, outraged. He tosses the gun down and grabs my arms, pushing me back. I kick him in the groin and he lets out a whoosh of air. "You little bitch!" He growls, wrapping his fingers in my hair then throwing my head back. I hit it on the table, a stinging pain ringing there. I fight off falling unconscious. No way am I gonna become a rape victim. "You picked the wrong bitch, asshole!" I shout, punching him in the chest. He throws me to the ground and pulls my hair hard, making me scream in pain. "Stop it!!" I yell. "No." He slaps me in the face. I struggle to get away and run to the kitchen, pulling out a butcher knife. He smirks. "Don't bring a knife to a gun fight." He says. "You come anywhere near me with your dick, I'll cut it off and feed it to the pigs!" I threaten. He chuckles. "Hey Carl taste lead bastard." I hear Jason growl. Thank God! But just as I thought I was saved, Carl spins around bashing Jason in the face with his gun!! "No!!" I cry, terrified. They both are pointing guns at each other. Jason's hand to his bleeding nose. "Only one of us is walking out of here alive." Carl says. Luke and Blake walk in, both with guns pointed at Carl. Brantley, Rachel, and Sierra walk through the back door, B with a gun too, the girls with rage filled looks in their eyes. "Face it fucker, you're outnumbered. There's only one way you're getting outta this. And that's if you let my girl walk away and you NEVER come near her again!!" I don't think I've ever seen that cowboy so freaking pissed. Carl smirks and switches the gun to me! Jason's eyes go wide but Brantley pulls me behind him. "W-What?! You're helping them?!" Carl gapes. "Of course I am, Jason's my friend!" Brantley says. "Yeah but I'm your brother!" Carl gasps. I raise an eyebrow in surprise. "I don't give a God damn. You kidnapped Miranda. You ain't a brother I'd be proud of!" Carl's eyes blazen with fury. He fires the gun but I shove B out of the way and the bullet hits me square in the chest. I sty standing for a few seconds then the knife clatters to the ground and before I even hit my knees Jason catches me. I can't talk. I can barely breathe. "Baby!" He cries panicked. Some blood runs from my mouth. "J-Jason," I choke out. Tears fall down his cheeks. My body hurts so bad. I hear the click of a gun. Jason's grip gets tighter around me. "Kill me, I don't care anymore." He whispers, choking back a sob. "Suits me fine." Carl snarls. "No don't!" I struggle to say. My hand grips around the knife. I grip it so hard my hand hurts. I throw it and it implants in the son of a bitch's head. "Oh my God, please don't die!" Jason gasps, clutching me to his chest and sobbing. He picks me up but I have no strength left, my hand hangs loosely. "We need to get to the hospital."

Jason's pov

I get her to my truck. I can't tell if she's still awake or unconscious with her eyes open. "Baby?" "I..." She starts to say then coughs up blood. "You'll be okay." I force myself to say, my rage boiling inside me. I punch the window in fury. "Dammit!!" I scream. Traffic. I reach over and buckle up her seatbelt. "We're taking this off road." I whisper, flipping on my four wheel drive. I go in the grass and speed by the traffic. I'm shocked I didn't get stopped by a cop. I rush into the hospital, carrying her. A doctor rushes over with a gurney. "What happened?" "G-Got shot by a bastard who's dead now." I growl, laying her on the bed. "Will she be okay?" I whimper. "We'll do the best we can." He says. "Jason!" She chokes out, throwing a hand out. I grip it tightly. "Don't let go." I run with the doctors so I can still hold her hand. "I don't want to be alone." She whimpers, crying. "You'll never be alone." I say, shakily. They push the bed through the door. "Sir you can't come back here." The doctor says. "B-But-" I shakily lose my grip. They shove the gurney through the door. I hear her scream my name. I hit my knees in fear and tears covering my eyes with my hands. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around, confused. Luke. "Let's go to the waiting room." He says. "She's gotta be okay!" I gasp, shaking. Luke guides me to the waiting room. Rachel and Sierra are already there. Both girls hug me along with Luke. "Ok guys this is not helping it's just weird." "Sorry." I sit down, my head in my hands. She's gonna be okay. She's gotta. Why'd she jump in the way of that bullet?! Just then Brantley and Blake get here. I stand up, my rage to a maximum. "That fucking bullet was meant for you!" I scream, punching him but he grabs my wrists. "Jason! Stop it! This isn't Brantley's fault!" Luke gasps. God I know that. What the hell am I doing? "Oh man, B I'm sorry I know it ain't your fault, I'm just.... I don't know what to do!" "It's cool man, I know it's just the anger gettin' to ya." "Yeah I've never been so mad in my whole life. I'm sorry I punched ya man." "It's alright." I feel bad for going at B like that. I know it isn't his fault. I sit back down and Rachel sits beside me. "She's gonna make it." She says. Man, I hope so.