The End

Chapter 18

"All good," I hear a female voice say. I then feel my arm being gently placed down by my side and I hear the steady beep of something. 

I open my eyes and I'm surrounded by people I don't know in a place I'm unfamiliar with. I sit up but I'm stopped by a pain that rushes directly to my stomach, causing me to lay back down.

"Ms. Tyler, Ms. Tyler!" A female says as she gently pushes down on my shoulders, "Everything is okay, you're in the hospital."

I calm down. The beeps that I heard before were speeding up, but they're beginning to slow down now.

"Do you know why you're here?" She asks as she removes her hands from my shoulders.

"I-I was shot."

"Yes, you were brought in by your uncle. Your wound has been treated and you received a blood transfusion twelve hours ago." She says.

My uncle? What? Oh, God, Ross. She only mentioned me being brought in by my uncle?

"How long have I been here?"

"You have been here for twenty nine hours, coming up on thirty." She says.

"Was anyone else brought in with me?" I ask, hoping Ross was brought in by whoever brought me in.

"Not with you, but your uncle did bring someone else in a few hours after you."

"A boy? Ross? Please tell me he's okay." I say as I wince at the pain that runs through me.

"He was in pretty bad shape when he arrived, still is, you both are." She says as she injects something in my arm. "This is for the pain."

"But he'll be okay, right? Please tell me he'll be okay." I beg when the realization hits me that Ross might not be okay because of the lie I told him. If he's not okay, I'll never be able to forgive myself.

"If he wakes up within the next few hours he's expected to make a full recovery."

"And if not?" I ask.

"We'll worry about that if the time comes. But right now you need to rest, you lost a lot of blood and took a serious beating."

No. This is all my fault. Ross got involved because of me and my brother. This can't be happening. He has to be okay. He has to.

The nurse then walks out of the room, and Kelly walks in. Oh my god.

"I swear to god if you told them you were my uncle," I say through clenched teeth once I realize that's probably what he did.

"You're welcome," he says with a smirk on his face.

"Thank you? Oh yes, I forgot to thank you to shooting me." I say sarcastically.

"Shayna, you know I did-" he begins but I cut him off.

"You can't keep switching sides. You can't keep doing that!" I scream, yell, and say normally, all of my anger coming out.

"I know you want me out of your life, but before I do that, I wanted to tell you about Ross."

Crap. He knows how to get my interest. I honestly don't know how I feel about Ross, I don't know if I like him, all I know is that I feel responsible for the situation he is in and want to not be.