Maddie's POV
The paramedics rushed around and placed Yassi on the stretcher while some people tried to preserve our house as a crime scene. My mom went in the ambulance with Yassi while my dad talked to the officers telling them that he'll be taking everyone else to the hospital and that he'll come by the police station later to deal with it. With that my father jumped in the driver's seat, Wilmer already being on the passenger seat and Demi, Dallas and I sitting at the back.
No one said anything, our sniffles, sobs, heavy breathing, and silent tears all together said more than what words can describe. I feel incredibly angry, sad, terrified, and guilty. I feel angry because Yassi don't deserve this, nobody deserves this. What her father and Hunter has done to her is just pure evil and honestly if Hunter died I want to revive him just to kill him again. And if he isn't dead then I know that everyone will make sure he doesn't see the living daylights ever again.
I feel sad because there's been way too many times that we all felt like Yassi has slipped away from us, not just with distancing or anything but more so her life being slipped away from this earth. And with that comes with me feeling terrified. I'm so fucking terrified of losing my sister, she has been my rock, my bestest friend, and my everything since I was born into this world. I can not lose my sister. It just can't happen. If I lose her I will lose myself.
Last but not the least I feel guilty. Guilty because I knew Hunter was home and I still left with my mom. I should have just stayed home and if I did stay home then this wouldn't have happened. I could've maybe protected my sister and if not fully protecting her then I would've made sure that we fought this battle together, side by side and not on her own.
We had finally made it to the hospital and we all jumped out rushing inside and finding my mom in the waiting room crying to herself. My dad rushed over to her engulfing her in a tight hug. Everyone went and took their own seats in the waiting room and just cried to themselves probably trying to wrap their head on what had just happened and what is currently happening.
"Maddie." Dallas calls making me look up and stare right into her eyes as she sat across the room from me with her own tears.
"It's not your fault. Stop telling yourself that you could have prevented this." She said softly as everyone stared at us.
"I may not have been able to protect her fully but I could've fought with her. I could've fought one of her battles with her." I say with a mixture of sadness and slight anger in my voice. Angry at myself that is.
"Baby girl, you couldn't have known." Demi pitched in.
"But that's the problem. I did know. But I still left her with him by herself anyway. I knew and I simply forgot that me leaving would leave her with him alone. I knew what he did in the past. But I still left. What kind of human being does that." I sobbed out. It's different when you just think of something versus actually saying it out loud. Saying it out loud makes it more real. Saying it out loud just really make you realize it.
Dallas was immediately beside me with her arms wrapped around me. "I feel the same way as you Maddie. I'm the eldest. I knew that I should have rushed home right when you told me that he was in the house. I promised to protect her. I promised her in the past that he will never ever lay a finger on her and that if he did try, I would be right there protecting her. But I failed. I failed on keeping that promise. But guess what? I'm sure that Yassi knew that we would be there to protect her and that's what made her fight even more. She will survive because she's our warrior. You won't lose your bestest friend. We won't lose her. I know it in my heart. She will fight." And for some reason when I heard Dallas say that she will fight and that we won't lose her, there was a voice in my head saying to believe it. It's hard but I'm trying my hardest because I know my sister is a fighter.
Dallas looked at everyone else's faces knowing that she will have some explaining to do since it was only her and I who knew about what happened between Hunter and Yassi in the past.
"It's really not my story to tell. I'm sorry." She said with an apologetic look on her face which made everyone sigh as their tears continued running their face.
~*~
Some time past which felt like hours and the doctor finally came in. "Yassi Lovato"
I was the first to my feet attacking the doctor with questions. "How's my sister? How was it? Where is she? Is she okay, please tell me she's okay."
He looks at me softly and said "Your sister is a little fighter for sure. It was a little bit hard to get her out of her state of shock but we managed. We also stitched up her leg. I realized that she has been weak and so she definitely put up a strong fight. She also hooked up to some wires so don't be alarmed when you see her, we're just making sure to get some fluids and some food in her system because she's needing it." He then faced my parents and asked "I am hoping that you already know her condition?" We all looked at my parents with some type of puzzled look on her our faces. What condition? I looked around at everyone trying to see if anyone would elaborate but from my observation it seems like only my parents and Dallas know about this. What are they hiding from us.
"Yeah, her dad and I definitely knows and we're definitely fighting that battle with her. If anything just please over your notes to her family doctor." My mom says shakily and the doctor nodded to her request. "Can we see her now?" My mom and added and once again the doctor nodded. "Follow me."
We followed him to her room and the sight of my sister looking so fragile just made my already broken heart break into more little pieces. I walked over to her and kissed her forehead. "You're our strong little warrior Yassi. Please keep fighting."
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A/N
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