And She Was Caught (Completed)

Chapter 18

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

It only took thirty minutes for the people from the emergency room to patch Vanessa up and all this time, Jackson Matthews paced like a mad man outside the hospital. He couldn't keep still, because whenever he did, or whenever he closed his eyes, he could see Vanessa lying on her own blood against the bathroom tiles. He had seen countless people on that exact position due to his job but it never affected him like Vanessa did.

It was because it was her.

Fuckin' Christ she gave up!

The beautiful woman he had known had given up. That was just so fucked up!

He wanted to hurt anyone, the violence was bubbling up like lava inside his vessels, running its course through his body. He wanted to cause bodily harm and he so much wanted to direct it to a specific person. Goddamn it, Jackson wanted to hurl Alejandro Motreal across a room, grip his throat with his fist and watch him turn purple while he struggle for air. He wanted to crack his skull open by slamming it repeatedly against a wall, and then gut him out.

He wanted to see him bleed on the floor and Jackson would gladly watch as the life sap out of his eyes.

Such was his thought when he saw Alexis Weizman striding his way towards him; his frame was taut as his steps ate the distance between them. A redhead woman followed him but she had to half run to catch up with his purposeful strides.

Jackson felt his body lock as a red film covered his eyes.

"Where the fuck is she?" Alexis gritted out through taut jaw.

Hurt.

That was the only thing running rampant through his head as he met Alexis half way through, his fist connecting with his jaw. Alexis barely dodged it but Jackson's knuckles still made contact with his cheek bone and his head whipped on one side.

"Alex!" The redhead gasped, gawking as the fist fight ensued.

Alexis recovered quickly as the cut from his lip bled then seconds later it was Jackson's head which received a blow. Blood quickly gushed out of his nose from Alexis' blow.

"Fuckin' stop that!" The woman screamed as she tried to wedge herself between them just as Alexis doubled over from when Jackson's knee made contact to his gut. Alexis grunted from pain but quickly righted himself, ignoring the acute pain.

"Stay the fuck outta this." Alexis spit out blood.

Some onlookers milled around them and Jackson knew not long after that the security would come and break the fight.

Alexis swung another blow and Jackson dodged as he landed another sickening punch to Alexis' chest. Alexis wheezed but ignored it and swung another fist to Jackson which he failed to dodge and the impact of it sent him on the ground.

Alexis quickly kneeled and grabbed his shirt then landed another blow to his face. Jackson jabbed his assaulter's ribs which winded the breath out of Alexis and used the momentary weakness to gain the upper hand.

He was drilling punches to Alexis' bloody face when Melissa Norman came running out from the Emergency room entrance, hearing the fight and knew that it most probably included Jack. And she was right.

She held on to Jack's arm before his fist could land another blow to Alex's face, kneeling with them.

"Honey, stop that. She's wheeled in a room." She said, knowing that a news about Vanessa's well being would clear the cloud of rage between the two men. She understood how these two needed this violence to release the pent up fear and anger. The likes of Jack just couldn't handle fear of losing the woman that he loved and he needed this release. It's wrong but she couldn't blame them.