I run up to her. She was shot in the side. I scoop her up in my arms and holler for Boe. He gets off Adam and comes over to us. He starts licking Bree's face trying to get her attention but then he whines and sits down. I frantically pull my phone from my pocket and call 911 telling them I found her. She has a faint pulse but it's still something. They said it'd be 10 minutes but that's 10 minutes too long. I️ Run out to my truck and gently place Bree in and allow Boe to jump in and curl up next to her. I feel tears slide down my face but I speed to the hospital and get there in 4 minutes. I rush her inside and holler for a doctor.
"She's been shot!" I scream. Tear running down my face. A nurse comes running in with a stretcher. I place her gently on it and they run her to a room. I try following but security guards have to fight me off. I had to wait. They make me wait in the waiting room in the hard fucking chairs, waiting to see if the love of my life will be okay. Or even be alive. Will she still love me after this? Knowing I let her down. I let someone take her and hurt her. I need her. I start crying again. I can't lose her. I never had to have a chance with her. I was too scared to ask her out. To take her for a real date. To meet each other's parents. To go to prom. To have her first fight. To get married and have kids! I let her down and I can't let her go. I cry there with my head down. A female nurse, about 60 years old comes up to me. She sits next to me and seems as if she's been crying.
"Kid, I don't know you but that girl we've been working on is strong. I'm not sure if she will make it but she's strong. I promise and she's a fighter." I smile at that. If only she knew.
"Thank you."
"You love her don't you."
"Yea....I do. More than I should. And that's why she's here."
"Listen. I know that's not true. Police informed us about what happened and none of it is your fault. You're the reason she'll live at all"
"I should have saved her sooner." I say look down.
"You did the best you could."
"Thank you."
She pats my back and gets up to go back to work. I did something I haven't done in a long time. I bow my head and pray. Pray she will survive. Pray she will be okay and pray Adam gets locked up. I pray she will still love me and I pray I didn't hurt her. I pray for everything wrong in my life and I pray for everything wrong in her life. I pray for a happy ever after with her.
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Author's Note
Sorry. It's another short chapter but I thought it was a good spot to end 😉😭. Let me know your thoughts!
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