Falling Into Place (Jaime Preciado) (*PTV* Fanfic 1)

28. "You're Lame."

*LANEY*

Mike was tapping my face “lane.. wake up. You've gotta get up Lae.” he said, I opened my eyes “whats going o-” then shot off of him when I saw the nurse standing over by the door, a clipboard in her hand “how are they?” I asked running over to Caity;s side who was standing in the door way.

“uhm. Who are you? Are you immediate family?” she asked. “uh yes, Fiance' of Jaime Preciado.” I nodded, I knew they wouldn't let just a girlfriend though, so I bent the truth a little. Switching the simple silver band I had on my thumb to my ring finger quietly behind my back, to at least make it believable.

She looked to Caity for approval, who nodded, taking my hand in hers. Squeezing nervously.

“alright both come with me.” the nurse nodded, walking down the long cold hallways to double doors that said ICU over the door. Causing me to go cold once again. I stood closer to Caity as we approached the room that said Preciado on the patient tag.

“don't go in yet.” she instructed, waiving a doctor over.

“Miss. Perry and Mrs. Precia-” he started

“Christoffer.. I haven't stolen his name yet.” I nodded cracking a half smile.

“sister of Tony.” Caity nodded, “and Fiance' of Jaime.” she said pointing to me with the hand we weren't holding for dear life together.

He nodded “Well Mr. Perry had damage to his left ACL and the bullet shot right through his hamstring tendons. we had to go and surgically repair both of those issues, but he should be able well enough to go back on the road in a few months as good as new. He just has to take it easy.” he nodded, looking to Caity who let out all the air she was holding in.

“thats great!” she smiled brightly.

“Wh-what about Jaime?” I asked quietly, watching the doctor.

“from the amount of blood he lost he went into internal shock, he died on the operating table.” he said solomnly. My mind went into a race.

He died. He actually died. He was gone. I felt my heart pulsating, becoming harder and harder to breathe.

My heart dropped and started to feel like I was having a heart attack. Sliding down a wall holding my chest.

This cant be happening.

No way

holy fuck.

I felt everything go dark around me. I cant lose my best friend.

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“LANE.. Wake up.” Mike was shaking me by the shoulders. Vic and Dane were down on the ground trying to get me away as well.

I shot my eyes open. I was hyper ventilating and in a cold sweat. Clutching my chest as Mike brought me back into his chest tightly, “its alright, Looney Toon... i've got you.” he whispered in my ear kissing my forehead.

“he.. he died..” I said into his chest, muffling my words.

“no. hes alright Lae.” Vic said taking my hand, “no ones dying here.” I just cried harder into Mike's chest. I felt so pathetic and scared.

“it just seemed too real.” I said, brokenly. Clutching my knees to my chest still in Mikes comforting embrace.

We all stayed quiet for a few minutes until we heard the nurses door squeak open, with the same lady from my dream sliding out in her loafers, holding a silver clipboard. She looked up and jumped back, since about 200 eyes were staring at her, all crammed into the tiny waiting room. I felt my heart starting to race again.