The Gangleader

Chapter thirty-five

"Jackson!" I see Emma rush in front of me in a blurry vision, I hear two more loud bangs, and then the darkness captures me.

Maya's POV
"Your girlfriend is still in surgery and we'll update you on anything new.." The nurse said flatly to Bud, holding a clipboard in her hand.
"Wife. She's my wife." He responded, quietly still stuck in a distance daze. His hair was a mess, and his shirt was covered in Amelia's blood. His eyes had bags underneath them due to the lack of sleep he was getting.

It's been 5 hours since the attack.
Maddy had been recovering from her stitches in one of the back rooms. She didn't have a major blow like Amelia did, which caused her recovery to be quick, although Ty and her were still recovering emotionally. Amelia had been in surgery for almost 3 hours now, and things haven't been looking good. The nurses had been updating us with news that involved Amelia, she had 2 gun wounds and was losing a lot of blood. One of the 2 bullets were deeply embedded in between her ribs, while the other one hit her chest, which was inches away from her heart. The doctors have been trying to retrieve the bullets safety from her chest and ribs without doing any further damage.

As for Jackson, he was in a coma. He had fractured his ribs, and had a major impact to the head, which caused him to get stitches. Bud and I had been sharing tears for these past 5 hours, hoping our loved ones would make it out alive. Sadly, Emma, had risked her life for Jackson, and took those extra bullets for his life, but managed to kill Lizzie in the process.

"I'm sorry that all of this is happening right now .. I know it's hard.." My mom went to say but I quickly cut her off. "Please stop talking to me, I just.. I just can't right now." I whispered with tears falling down my face. I felt my face warm up, and the heaviness from my eyes, I felt my eyes burning, caused from the mixture of mascara and tears. I  knew if I were to look in the mirror my eyes would be completely bloodshot.

I excused myself and quickly exited the hospital. I pushed through the doors out into the chilly air that caused goosebumps to crawl up my arms. I paced back and forth on the sidewalk, with my arms crossed and one hand up to my face as I started biting my nails.
What if he dies? What will I do without the love of my life? What about our baby? Our future? I don't want my baby growing up without his father.

I began to cry again as I thought of all the negative possibilities. I frantically pull out and old cigarette box filled with rolled blunts and a lighter. I inserted the blunt in between my lips, cupped my hand over the end and began to light it. I felt relief from the first hit I took, I was soon surrounded by a cloud of smoke and it soothed me. I felt that if I was high I would go more numb and it would help relax me.

"Hey there." I heard someone call from the distance, but I just ignored my surroundings and blocked it out, continuing to smoke my blunt.

"I know you can hear me." It called again, I felt a rush of anger build up in my body,

"What!?" I snap, moving my head to face the stranger calling out to me.
I looked up to a tall, tan, older man with blonde hair and deep blue eyes, he had on a pair of jeans and a regular old t-shirt, I was too tired and high to pay close attention to what he was wearing.

"Well aren't you just feisty." He smirks, "What the fuck do you want?!", I snarl.
"You. I saw your sexy ass from a distance and wondered if you'd want to come back to my place." He smirks, looking me up and down. Disgusting 

"Are you for fucking real?" I scoff, I take a long hit of my blunt before throwing it on the ground, not wasting it. I exhale, leaving the cloud of smoke in the mans face. Before entering back inside the building I felt a hard impact on my butt.

A wave of anger built up inside of my body, I instantly turn around punching him straight in the eye, causing him to jerk back falling on his butt. He winced, grabbing his eye out in pain.

"Want to touch me like that again?", I spit at him before storming back through the double doors of the hospital.

When I go back to the waiting room a few of the nurses run by through the double doors beyond all the surgery rooms. A few were talking to my mother and Bud, I rush over to see what the Commotion is about.

"What's going on? Is Jackson okay?" I panic, feeling my voice shake.

"Jackson is having an episode.. His monitor stopped beeping and they're going to try and get his heart beating again." The nurse said.

My heart was crushed, I felt so many emotions I couldn't contain myself.
"Let me see him." I demand.
"I'm afraid we can't do that at this moment Ms..." She said, trying to hold me back. "I SAID LET ME SEE HIM DAMMIT!" I yell, pushing my way through the nurses, and running past the double doors. I felt the hot tears rush down my face once again. Feeling the world around me crumble.

When I found my way around to the room he was in he was stable. My heart felt so much relief and joy. His monitor was beeping slowly and I saw his chest moving up and down. I busted through the doors, running into the doctor in his room.

"Ms, you shouldn't be in here right now. Nurse, please escort him out." The doctor said, as he was writing something down.

"Hell no. I want to spend time with MY boyfriend, so I will have that right! And I swear on everything if you even touch me I will break your arm, understand? So I want time with him and only him." I glare.

The doctor showed more annoyance than fear, like the nurses did. "You have 10 minutes." He said excusing himself, followed by the nurse.

I ran to his side, sitting in the chair next to his bed, examining his gorgeous face. Even in a hospital bed he was stunning. I traced my fingers across his tattoos feeling tears run down my face seeing the one with my name on it. I rubbed mine remembering the tattoo Ty gave me with Jacksons initial.
I took a long breath before speaking, "I know you think you ruined my life.. But you didn't .. You made it so much better. I don't know what I'd do without you if you leave me. I need you. I can't function properly without your presence. I love you, and I need you to fight for me. I-I can't lose you." I choke on my words as I begin to sob gripping his hand, "I um, ha, found a name on our baby, I'm going with Toby." I chuckle a bit wiping away my tears, "I know you wanted our baby boy to be named Spikes after your old dog, but it's not going to happen. I remember arguing for hours about your silly names." I laugh, feeling a smile creep onto my lips. I caress his hand looking down at my lap, feeling my smile quickly fading, "I'm sorry for everything. All the trouble, I know it's my fault. But I love and miss you and your presence.. please come back to me. ." I wipe away the rest of my tears, still holding on to his hand I kiss his forehead.

As I go to dismiss myself I felt a small grip on my hand, pulling me back to Jacksons bed. My face lit up, and tears of joy filled my eyes, "Doctor!!"

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Sorry for such the long wait, I've Been really busy! Hope this makes up for it! Enjoy! Spam comment and like! :)