What Even Is A Bad Boy? [Completed]

Chapter 20

Heyyyyy wassup everyone welcome back for another chapter of my awful story!

Last chapter we left off with Jackson choosing Cynthia over Layla and then him getting into a car accident.

What's going to happen to Jackson? What's going to happen to their relationship? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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[THERE WILL BE AN OPERATING SCENE SO IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE READING ABOUT THAT SORT OF STUFF THEN SKIP IT UNTIL YOU SEE MY AUTHOR NOTE.]

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Layla's POV

When we get to the emergency entrance and I see them pulling Jackson put of the ambulance. I jump out, running over to him. He had on oxygen mask and his eyes were still closed. They start wheeling him into the hospital. I grab hold of the gurney and follow them. We get to the double doors and I'm about to follow when a nurse stops me.

"Miss you can't go back there." She says grabbing my hand. I yank myself out of her grasp.

"I can and I will. This my hospital. Alert the CEO that his daughter is here." I say before pushing my way through the doors.

I go to the examination room where they would hold the emergency patients before putting them into surgery. A young male doctor sees me first.

"Miss you can't be here." He says. Anger fills my veins.

"For the love of god! Does anyone here not know who I am?" I say. Just then an older doctor by the name of James, walked in and looked at me.

"Ms. Tulay! What are you doing here?" He asks bowing to me. I huff. Finally. He pointed to the male doctor from before. "Go to the CEO's office and grab the lab coat from there." The boy nodded and ran off

"I was the in scene doctor for this boy. He's my boyfriend. He has..." and I start listing off his injuries that I know of. The male comes back and hands me my coat, which I slip into, tying my hair into a ponytail. "I suspect a depressing skull fracture. I can operate immediately if needed." I say.

"She can't operate! She's a kid." The male doctor said. I glanced at him name tag. It read Kevin.

"Kevin." I say turning to him. "I finished high school when I was in third grade. I graduated medical school when I was in fifth grade, top of my class. I completed the neurosurgery course when I was in 8th grade. I can very well operate." He looked taken back as I spoke.

"What the hell?" Kevin said as he looked at Jackson. I turn and see Jackson slowly opening his eyes.

"Jackson!" I say walking over to him. Relief falls over my body and I go over to him. I grip his bruised hand, but then the thoughts of earlier today rush through my head. I let go and take a step back. He looks down at me and his eyes halt at my legs. I look down and see little scratches on my knees.

Suddenly fear floods his eyes. He looked panic.

"What's wrong? Are you in pain?" I asked? He didn't say anything. "Jackson say something. Where does it hurt?" He just sits there and looked panic. "Why won't he move?" I asked feeling panic flood through me. Then the thought occurred. "Take me to his x-rays." I say turning back to the others.

I lean over Jackson and kiss him lightly on the forehead. Despite what he said, who he chose, I still love him.

"I'll be right back okay?" I whisper to him. His eyes looked less panic at my words.