Too Late

Too Late Part 19

Gabriel:

The room went silent except for the sounds of Mr. Griffin coughing for air on the ground. Everyone had stilled as they processes the information, nobody wanted to say it. And nobody had questioned Nathan either.

What the literal fuck?

Gabriel was a smart guy. Sure, he wasn't always the sharpest crayon in the box and certainly not the brains in the group. He was intelligent and could hold his own against the average Joe in a battle of intellect.But right now it was as if his brain was saying 'cannot compute'.

"Nathan...fucking hell-what?" He couldn't hold it back. Dr. Green and Silas weren't saying anything, only had murderous looks in their eyes.

Am I the only fucking person who doesn't know? This is fucking chicken shit!

Silas was the first to move, taking a deadly step towards Mr. Griffin and pressing on his chest.

"Silas," This time it was Nathan trying to calm him down as oppose to the seconds earlier.

"No." His bass voice reverberated throughout the room as he pushed down harder. Dr. Green tried to be the voice of reason.

"Silas you can't kill him-" He yelled back his eyes never wavering from Mr. Griffins.

Okay enough of this bullshit.

"What the hell is he talking about? Nathan what do you mean-" Silas finally stepped off and whirled around facing gabriel as he barked.

"North didn't bite Sang. He did. He raped Sang, Gabriel do you fucking get it now?" But Silas's harsh tone was drowned out by his heart rate.

No.

But as he looked at Mr.Griffin on the ground he knew what they had said was true.

Not my Trouble.

He remembered walking in on the fight. Then hearing about the mark, he'd seen it with his own eyes and he didn't ask. He thought his trouble would be embarrassed.

I could have asked her.

His heart dropped.

I'm supposed to be there for her. I'm supposed to no every mark, bruise, scar, and every goddamn inch of her glorious body. How could I have missed this? How could I have been so fucking stupid not to ask about it. How could I have not been there for her?
Mr. Griffin sat up, spitting out blood, "She wanted it."

His ass is grass.

It was like they all moved at once, in synchronicity. They all wanted him dead, they wanted to punch the living shit out of him and make him pay. But as Dr. Green launched himself in front of the bastard, the three boys came to a standstill.

"I know. I know you want him dead, I do too. But we can't handle a murder trial right now guys. Nathan you're losing a lot of blood. I need to take you both to the hospital now."

"Fuck that shit" Gabriel grumbled, but he knew Sean was right.

"Gabriel help my with him, Silas get Nathan in the truck." Silas started to help Nathan begrudgingly but started moving quicker as he realized how much his brother was bleeding out.

Once Gabriel and Dr. Green got Mr. Griffin onto the gurney they started to roll it out the door. Expecept Dr. Green suddenly turned it so that the head would hit the door.

"Ah!" Mr. Griffin grabbed his head as it banged against the door. Gabriel looked up in shock at Dr. Green as he smiled.

"Oopsie."

The man groaned, "Oh pipe down you won't have a concussion." Gabriel glowered at him as he looked down at his face smothered in pain.

You fucking deserve it ass hole.

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Owen

"Pregnancy test?" The question sputtered out of his mouth in shock before he could think. His mind wasn't working correctly.

A baby? Pregnant? She could be pregnant?

Sang seemingly froze in place.

Looks like she didn't think about this either.

The doctor nodded slowly. "Yes, in a few days we'll need to administer one." She looked back at Sang as her eyes focused on our connected hands. Owen couldn't help but think.

16 and pregnant how could we even begin to-

"There also is some tearing, I'll need do a few stitches but that shouldn't cause any future problems."

Owen you can't focus on the what-if's now. Focus on what you know now. Okay good, nothing too major.

It was still something but physically wouldn't be affected much in the future, and Owen sighed in relief at this. But in terms of emotionally... well they would have to see.

We'll take it step by step. Go day by day.

He looked at Sang, trying to gauge her reaction but her face remained emotionless and standstill. She wouldn't say anything.

"We can go ahead and do the stitches now, are you okay with that Sang?" Dr. Mears asked carefully. She didn't want to push her too far, but they would need to do the stitches soon for it to heal properly. But she only stayed quiet and continued to look off.

"Sang?" Mr. Blackbournes voice questioned. Instead of response Sang only looked down and nodded slightly. She wouldn't look at him, and for some reason that hurt him only in the slightest.

Please look at me.
His eyes were pleading. He didn't want her to have to go through this alone. Her mind was probably racing like his but he didn't have time to think as the doctor moved to get the numbing agent. He felt a slick shock come from his right pocket.

Only more problems.

Internally he braced himself, he didn't know what would hit him next, and to his surprise it was Luke.

"Mr. B we got a problem here." His eyes focused on Sang but she closed her eyes.

"Spit it out" He didn't mean to snap, but they didn't need to waste more time than necessary.

"It's Kota. He's gone. I think Volto's got him."

A/N: Unexpected holiday bonus? Sorry, wasn't planning on being able to right anymore tonight so here's some more. I'm glad everyone knows what's going on. I feel like I can get some key plot point in there now so yay! Hope you enjoy and comment!