You Saved Me.. (Hayes Grier Fanfic)

Chapter 54

"You bastard!!" I shout and run towards the man but Cam pulls me back and the man runs off laughing.

I look at Hayes and feel completely terrified. He just got shot. He jumped in front of me. I can't believe it. I drop to my knees and sob. I hear the ambulance pick him up.

"Do you wanna ride along to the hospital?" Nash gets down to where I am and asks.

"Y-yeah." I stutter between sobs and try to get up but fall back down crying.

"Come on, Savannah. I know you can do it. Get up. Stay strong. Hayes would want you to stay strong." Nash says.

"Y-you're right." I get up and stumble to the back of the ambulance truck and Nash sits on the other side of Hayes.

"I can't believe this happened.. Is he dead?" I ask the paramedic next to me.

"It's pretty bad. I'm not sure what will happen." She says.

"It's gonna be okay Savannah. Trust me." Nash reassures and I nod. I grab Hayes' hand which is cold and pale. I look at his shut eyes and wish they were open.

I wish those blue eyes would stare into my eyes. But they can't. Because he is reaching the end. He can't open his eyes. Not now at least.

What if he doesn't though? What will I do? I just lost Mallory and then he leaves. I hope he's alive. I hope-

"We're here. Ma'am I'm going to have to tell you to let go of his hand." The paramedic lady says and I let go, still crying. I walk into the hospital and everyone else is there. I hug Cam first and decide not to let go. Cameron's hugs always manage to make me feel a little better. He puts his arm around me as we walk to the elevator and go to the floor where Hayes is at.

"Hayes Grier." Mahogany says to the lady at the front desk.

"124." The lady says and we walk to the room.

"Sorry. Only two visitors at a time." A nurse says and we nod.

"Guys.. C-can I go alone?" I turn to them.

"Of course." Cam says and gives me one last hug. I walk in and the doctors leave to check something.

I check the monitor to make sure he's still alive. He is. Thank God. So what is he now? Asleep?

"H-Hayes," I stutter between sobs, "I know you can't hear me, or maybe you can. But thank you. I've said it so many times and I always mean it. Thank you for saving me. you're my hero. I love you so much. And I have since the beginning. I have loved you since I've moved here in the 2nd grade. I've always liked you. But I thought you would never notice me. But you did. And for that I am thankful. You came into my life and showed me what it was like to be loved and not be abused. I was friends with the boys before but only Cam knew what I went through. And only a few knew about my suicide attempts. They make me happy. But you make me happier. And if you die, I-I don't know what I would do. I wouldn't have anyone anymore to love. I can't love anyone else. You Saved Me from this hell called earth. You made me realize what there was to live for. And that's you. I live for you, I breathe for you. You're the reason I woke up yesterday, the reason I woke up today, and the reason I will wake up tomorrow. Thank you." I finish and get up. I kiss him on the cheek and walk out still crying.

"You alright? You were in there a while." Carter gets up and hugs me.

"I'm fine. Where's everyone?" I ask.

"They went to the hotel to drop our stuff off." He says, "I stayed back so you weren't alone."

"Oh. Okay." I say, "do you want to go see Hayes or?"

"Yea. You coming with?" He asks.

"No. I'm good." I shrug.

"You sure?"

"Yes. I'll be fine."

"Okay. If something happens just scream." He chuckles and I nod.

I sit on one of the chairs in the waiting room and cry. I pull my knees up and hide my face.

About 15 minutes pass I hear someone.

"Hey there." I look up and see someone. Not just someone.

The someone that shot Hayes.

"Get away from me!" I say.

"Nah, I don't think so."

"Who are you?!" I question. I don't recognize this man at all.

"You don't remember, sweetie?"

Sweetie? What the fuck?

"Don't fucking call me that." I glare.

"What? Sweetie." The man smirks.

"Stop!" I yell.

"You really don't remember me do you? Remember, the helper?"

The helper?

Wait.

The helper.

Shit.

"No.. It's not you! No!" I walk back away from the man.

"Oh yes. It's me. Now you remember? I remember quit clearly. You and I.. The memories. The good, good memories." He tortures.

"They were not good at all!"

"Oh they were to me. You were such a bad girl though.. Not letting me touch you.."

"STOP!"

"What? All I want is you." The man, who's name I remember quit clearly. Dillon James.

The man who shows up every night in my nightmares.

"Get off me!" I struggle to get free.

"No. You don't want to end up where Hayes is do you?" He whispers in my ear and I start to cry.

"CARTER!" I shout at the top of my lungs and he runs out.

"Hey! Get off her!" He pushes Dillon to the ground and I take off running.

Why? Why me? Why would he come back? I fucking hate him.

But wait...

How does he know Hayes?

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(What up homies😎

-Haley🙉)