All My Loving <Paul McCartney fanfic>

Chapter 4

Paul sat me down on my bed rubbing my back. Then he held my shoulders with both of his hands and held me an arms length away. He looked deeply into my eyes and i stared back into his. It was silent for just a moment and then he talked.

"Dad had always told me what i thought out to be true but now i realise. He always told me that mum had died of cancer that she was no longer alive." Thats when i cracked i couldnt hold it in any longer i cried letting the tears drip down onto my legs not caring what a state i must have looked. Paul iped the tears away but they kept falling. I must have cried until i could cry no more because i was just silently sobbing now. Tears were barley forming in my eyes.

"Do you want er... a sandwich maybe." He stuttered as he talked. "That would be great, thanks." I replied. I heard his footsteps get lighter as he got to the bottom of the stairs. He was talking to the others and then i heard silence all but a scream. I ran downstairs not caring whether it was my cue to. Then it all went black and that was it. Nothing more to see or hear.

I woke to the sound of beeping noises and murmering. "Bella?" I heard a familiar voice shouting my name getting louder. It was Paul. When i was sat upright and awake he explained it to me. "You know that guy? The one who killed mam? He came to the house. He was aiming at John again but as i screamed you came running and was oblivious to what had happened. Then he shot but you were in the way." I looked down at my chest and saw no damage. Then Paul pointed to my stomach and then i saw what he had done. He had shot a hole right through my left hand side of my stomach. A nurse entered with Lennon. "She will be fine just..." The nurse was talking to a worried looking John but then stopped as she saw i was awake. "Ahhh Miss. McCartney youre awake! Your left ovary has been, what do i call it? It has exploded because of the bullet that Mr. Chapman shot.

A/N I WILL UPDATE LATER BUT A BIT BUSY FOR NOW.