The Capture

chapter.31 "decisons"

-Justins POV-

It's been hours..... hours of waiting.... thinking.... and decisions....

waiting to hear something back for Madison.... thinking if Gavin was right about taking away her normal life.... and deciding whether I should stay with her.... or let her go.... let her find someone else.... someone who can give her that safe and secure life without being scared to leave the house. it's all overwhelming. I love her.... I've loved her from the very start. I would take a bullet for her in a heartbeat. I would risk everything I am and have just for her to stay. if you love something.... stay with it... keep them close. never let them go. always be there for them... but they also say... if you love someone or something.... let them go. set them free. and in time they will understand why you did what you did. could I do that though? could I really let her go.... let her live a life without me... without any thoughts of me... let her smile for someone else? let her be with someone else? let her kiss someone else? no.... but could I try? not at all..... I am pretty sure if I even saw a man look at her I would kill him... so the outcome for someone else kissing her would be a revolting outcome.

"Mr. you're here for miss Madison P-"

"YES! Yes.... how is she doing!? is she okay? can I go see her?"

I leaped from the chair I was sitting in and stared at the doctor holding the clipboard of results for Madison. all I care about is how she is.

"woah there- so she is making progress... right now she is resting which I recommend she gets lots of. she lost quite a hefty amount of blood, luckily we have spares for patients that lose blood so we hooked her up with two pouches I think should be enough. her throat did suffer some trauma from the cut but she should be able to speak, not right away of course but she should remain a stable voice within a week. her throat needs to heal and is a very sensitive area to be harmed so I would say she is very much lucky to be alive from the injury."

I looked at him gratefully and a smile spread across my lips. I wasn't happy that she wouldn't be able to speak for a week but I was happy she was okay... and alive... very much alive. that's all I could ever ask for.

"what room is she in? I need to see her."

"room 221. right down that hallway."

he gestured to the hall on my right and I immediately ran down it scanning the room numbers until I finally found her room. I took a deep breath and put my hand on the knob. I stared down at it then without hesitation turned it making the door open. I took a step into the room not daring to look up just yet. I shut the door behind me then go further into the room. making my way to the guest chair they always have placed in there. I sat down in it staring towards the floor. it was silent.... only thing making noise was the beeping of the machines counting her heartbeats... and it sounded low to be honest. like her heart could give out any moment... but it was beating, which is what I am thankful for. I build enough confidence and look up at her... her body laying there in the hospital bed. her face pale, hair tied up in a pony tail... her previous outfit was no longer being worn but she was placed in those hospital gowns that I for one dread. I sigh and stand up running a hand through my hair and walking towards the bed. I bite my lip preventing me from talking. I know she can't hear me... so why would I talk to myself? wow that sounded heartless.

"Madison... I- I don't know how to do this..."

I sigh again and glance at her monitor beeping still at a low slow pace. I shake my head and look back down at her. I reach my hand to hers and hold it in my palm. her hands were small compared to mine, and it was adorable. I scan my eyes up her arm till it reached the view of her neck. the front had about a four inch long cut that had been stitched up. it made my heart ache and my mind tremble seeing such a wound on her. made me want to kill- kill everyone in my path. but I know that wouldn't do me any good. only make me worse of a person killing innocents. and that is something I couldn't do. although I have before... but those were dumb mistakes.. I shook out of my thoughts when I felt her cold hand move in mine. not like she was awake, but when you sleep and squirm around. I smile and chuckle lightly seeing her hand clasp mine. but it shortly fades when I remembered Gavin's words..