I Love You Alot, Laurens (Completed) ✔

Savior and Satan

Alex POV:

Somebody bursted through the door.

I saw the lights flicker and then shut off, and I was left in the darkness, hearing voices that were oddly familiar.

One of them I recognized.

"John?" I call out quietly. My voice hoarse and scratchy from the screaming.

"Alex?" He said into the darkness. Then I heard a bang. And somebody screaming.

That somebody was Peggy. The bang was something hitting someone. That someone was hopefully Henry.

"John?" I ask again, quieter than before. I heard him groan, and I heard the lights flicker on. The lights instantly blinding me.

I saw John and Peggy, stqnidng beside an unconscious Henry. I stare at them, then the body.

"Is he...?" I ask, trailing off.

"No, but I wish," John says, dropping the bat on the ground and rubbing his temples. He looks at me.

"Are you okay?" His voice cracks. I nod, then burst out crying.

"What did he do?" He asked quietly, crouching down to face me.

"Untie me, Ill show you," I whispered. Peggy just stood back and watched, taking glances at Henry who only groaned. She kicked his back.

He untied me and I showed his the bruises and cuts all over my torso and arms. I had black eye, and my ribs hurt like hell. He touched my ribs and I winced and hissed in pain. He retracted his hand quickly.

"They might be broken," I say.

John just stares blankly at me, a tear slipped down his cheek.

"John? Are you okay...?" I ask slowly. His lips twitch.

He turned around to face his defeated father. He stood up. Took something out of his pocket. And aimed it at him.

A gun.

He shot him in the leg, then in the back, and then the head. He laughed.

"That'll teach you to fuck with me dad," he said, sadistically.

I was scared, I'll admit. I couldn't get up. I touched my side. I had blood slowly escaping where he stabbed my side.

"John..." I whispered. He turned around and his eyes went wide. He rushes to my side and picked me up. Me about to pass out from the blood loss. I hear him scream something. And I hear Peggy crying.

He kissed my cheek. And a tear dropped on my face, from his eyes. My side felt like pins and needles stung it repeatedly with no mercy. My ribs hurt badly. And my arm was, no doubt, broken. 

That's before I blacked out.

John POV:

Alex's body relaxes, and his eyes close. His breathing is uneven and unnaturally slow. I panic.

"PEGGY CALL 911!" I scream. She scrambles to get her phone out her pocket and fumbles with her fingers on the key pad. She finally finished the number, and puts the phone to her ear.

"Yes, hello, were at 143 Easton Avenue, the old abandoned house, blue house, we have an injured person and he is in a critical state, please HURRY YOUR ASS UP!" Peggy screamed he last part into the phone and hung up. I carressed Alex's cheek and put my head to his. Hoping. Just hoping.

That he would be okay.

Soon, the ambulance arrived, quite quickly too, and they took Alex. They quite frankly didn't care about the corpse of my father in the corner of the room. In fact, one of the officers said he personally deserved it.

I rode in the back, with Peggy, with Alex. They hooked him up to a breathing monitor and starting a blood transfusion. I was worried out of my mind.

We finally arrived at the hospital and I rushed to the waiting room, and they rushed him to the ER. Peggy held my hand comfortingly.

About and hour later, a doctor came in.

"John Laurens?" She asked. I nodded. She looked down at her clipboard and sighed.

"He wants to see you and Peggy Schuyler?" She stated, more of a question on Peggy's name.

I immediately got up and walked quickly, dusting the doctor and Peggy, to see Alex. I stop at his room, and stare at him in relief. He's okay.

"Hey baby," I say softly, walking towards his bed. He smiles weakly.

" I'm sorry," he said, his voice breaking. Like my heart.

"For what, you didn't do anything, Lexi?" I say, worriedly.

"For everything."

"You shouldn't be sorry, I should be the one who's sorry," I say. He smiles, and tears flal down his cheek. He sits up, and he winces.

"My arm, two ribs, and my ankle are broken, he says. I look at the dark green cast on his arm. And smile.

"I got this one green because it reminds me of you."

His leg cast was yellow.

"That's for Peggy, because she is awesome," he says, chuckling at the end. And he just had a cast wrap around his torso. For his ribs.

I kiss his forehead. Peggy walks in. She smiles at him sadly.

"Speaking of which, how did you find me?" Alex asked confused. Peggy raised her hand.

"We tracked his phone," she said proudly. He smiles. Peggy hugs Alex, and he whispers a 'thank you' before pulling away.

She nods. Then, a doctor walked in.

"He can go home today, since he has all his cast, but make sure he eats, and three meals a day, and takes his meds, see y'all around," she says with an exhausted smile. Poor doc.

We all smile and help Alex into the wheel chair. He even races us out the hospital, laughing. I smiled to see he is so happy.

I'm happy.

I know I haven't posted in, how long...? By here it is. I literally just wrote this off the top of my head. It'll be ending soon. Probably at chapter forty and then I'll do a q+a. If u want to. Anyways, thanks for reading baiii.

-Love-Lams 😘😘😘