Love wasn't on my bucket list (Complete)

Prologue

Tightness. The familiar feeling lingering in my chest makes itself once again known, except for some reason it's not going away, but rather building up and up inside, making my head float and vision blur.

Harley is barking as I feel my knees crash to the rough terrain and my cheek slam against it seconds later and my world fades to nothingness

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Sock on the door

I just wanted to sit on my couch, with a beer in my hand and take off these tight shoes. He's always doing this, always kicking me out of my own apartment and I'm about ready to kick him out for good. My little brother has been my responsibility since I turned 18. Let me tell you, taking care of a 14 year old boy after just turning 18 is a lot of responsibility but the alternative was not an option. I love my brother but he's 19 now and can live on his own. He has a job, and he has a girlfriend who still lives with her parents (hence the sock on the door) and is more than capable of living alone.

I jog down the chipped stairs of my rundown apartment building and out to my baby. My 2005 dodge challenger. I got this car when I was 17 for 800$ and fixed it up with our next door neighbour who the closest thing I had to a father, and he knew that. I reach into the back seat and grab a pair of sweat pants and hop into the front seat where I swiftly changed out of my uniform and put on the sweat pants and running shoes. If I can't relax, might as well go blow off some of the steam from work.

I drive down the street to a secluded little trail about a 20 minute drive away and park on in the hardware store parking lot which is a couple minutes from the trail

I plug in my headphones and just run. The feeling of my feet pounding on the gravel, the wind whipping through my short hair. This is where I can get lost in my thoughts, where I can let go of everything and just run without a care in the world.

I've been running for about 15 minutes when I hear a barking over the pounding of ACDC coming from my headphones. I run around a short corner and see a dog barking and whining at a girl laying on the ground. She is absolutely breath taking.

I carefully pick her up off the ground, trying to not aggravate her dog. I take a short cut out of the trail and come out to a small park where there isn't a person to be found and panic. I don't have my phone.

Maybe she has one. I quickly look through her pockets and find her IPhone in the left pocket of her light wash jeans

I swipe right on the small screen and tap the word emergency to dial the numbers 9-1-1

I put my large fingers against her slender neck and feel her pulse which is almost none existent. This can't be good. Dispatch picks up at 9-1-1 and ask my location, what's happening, my name, and tell me to stay calm which is kind of hard when a girl is lying in my arms with almost no heartbeat.

The hospital isn't so far away so I can already hear the sirens in the distance as I start to whisper re-assuring phrases in this beautiful angel's ear.

The ambulance parks a about 20 feet away and I see 2 paramedics rip out of the emergency vehicle like their ass is on fire. One of them runs straight to us, he looks to be in his late 30's with dark brown hair and kind of a skinnier frame. The second is a women who is trailing behind the first guy with a gurney and what looks like a bag of air? The second paramedic is probably around 26, younger and with a slightly heavier build.

"What happened sir" The man asks me as the women gets right to work shoving some kind of tube In her throat then squeezing the weird bag of air

"I-I don't know I was out for a run and she was on the ground. Just lying there" I say holding her dog back, who clearly doesn't like the paramedic touching his human

"Okay, we are going to take her to the hospital, thank you for your help sir" The women says still squeezing the bag

"What hospital are you going to?"

"St. Paul's" the man says getting in the driver's seat as the women climbs in the back attending to the girl I still don't know the name of

I sprint back to the trail which will take me back to my car, with her German shepherd quickly following, and once we reach the car he manages to un-happily cram into the back seat while I don't even bother with my seat belt as I slam it into drive and tear out of the parking lot speeding towards St. Paul's hospital si