Love (Brantley Gilbert Fan Fiction)

Aftermath (39)

A/N I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE THIS CHAPTER. SORRY I'M WRITING IT SO LATE? IT'S ALREADY 1 IN THE MORNING HERE. THANKS FOR READING. REMEMBER TO SHARE, VOTE AND COMMENT PLEASE AND THANK YOU ALL. OKAY HERE WE GO!!!!

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Zion's Pov

Fear. Fear... fear? We hear that a lot don't we in life now a days? What is fear? Fear, is the definition of being scared of something or someone? Well, after all of the hell I went through, I need a new definition on that world. I have been in fear most of my life. When I was a little girl I was fearful over the littlest things in life. When I was a teenager I was fear of not fitting in with the other girls in school. I was in fear when I got with Brantley? The fear of him leaving me for someone better? The fear of his ex wife Amber wanting him back? The fear of him as well? But now as I am standing here no more? The word fear is no longer with me. 

I put Kathleen in her car seat and I was making sure she was okay. 

" I know baby? I'm so sorry with all of this? I love you? Mommy loves you? Daddy saved us. We are safe and sound all due to daddy?" I told her. Kathleen was cooing at me. Poor baby is only 2 weeks old and already went through so much in her life? 

I shut the door on Brantley's big assed pick up truck and looked over where the hell went down. My vision was blurred, I had to adjust to it due to all of the smoke that went on. After my eyes adjusted just right, I saw people laying on the ground. I looked more and better, and I saw Brantley bent over. I locked the truck to be safe and I ran as fast as I could to get to Brantley. 

When I got closer, I saw Mac, Sarah and Dr. Mike Jonas on the ground. I think they are all dead. 

" Brantley?" I said his name. He looked over at me, and gave me a sad smile. I took off running to him. My Lord, he was alive and back in my arms again. Thank you God. 

" You are okay?" I asked him. Brantley got up and smiled at me. 

" I'm okay. Is Kathleen okay? What about you baby? You have some marks on your beautiful face?" Brantley asked me. 

" I'm okay. Kathleen is safe." I told him. Brantley was holding his side. I moved his hand away, and lifted his shirt up. 

" Brantley, you have been shot?" I told him. 

" I'm fine babe? Listen get to the truck, I'll get the guns. We need to get out of here?" Brantley told me. 

I watched him walk over to the guns and he walked over to Mac and he kicked him hard on his side, and spit on him. 

" Son of a bitch. That's for touching my girl." Brantley told him. 

I didn't even know it was so freezing out here, I hate the cold. It's not in my nature to be like this? But I can't think about me, Brantley was shot on his side, I need to have him taken care of. When Brantley got closer to me, I took of my sweater and put it around Brantley's gunshot womb. 

" I know baby, I know it hurts?" I told him. 

" Can you walk back to the car?" I asked him. We need to get to the hospital and fast? Brantley needs to be cheeked out and I want Kathleen to be looked over as well. I wrapped my arms around Brantley to help him walk over to the tuck. 

" I love you babe?" Brantley told me. I looked up at him. 

" Brantley, try not to talk? I need you to be okay?" I told him. Brantley stopped moving?