One Number Away

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Sitting on the back porch that night, I am still thinking about Jackson. I wish he would realize he's wasting his time and stop calling and texting. I just won't answer anymore. About that time, my phone rings and I see it's him. I hit ignore and let it go to voicemail. It rings again and again I hit ignore and the tears start to fall. It rings again and I pick up the phone. I hit answer and before I can say anything he says "Talk to me Darlin." I wipe the tears and say "Jackson..." and the tears fall harder. "Babe it's okay. I'm here." he tells me. "Please stop. I can't do this." I tell him before dropping the phone and I can hear him as I sob. "Ella. Babe. Talk to me. Sweetheart I'm here." I hear him say. I pick up the phone and hit end and sob harder.

When I finally get myself calmed down, I move inside and lay down on the bed and just stare at the wall all night. I don't sleep. The sun comes up and I text my boss to tell her I won't be in for a couple of days. My depression is hitting me full force on top of knowing that I'll never be good enough for anyone. I'm still laying in bed and my phone is beside me when it starts to ring. I don't even look at it. I know who it is. He's already called me three times and I just let it ring. I get up from the bed and grab a bottle of Jack and head back to bed. I lean against the headboard and chug the bottle. I finish the bottle, and drinking it on an empty stomach, I'm drunk. My phone rings again and I see it's Jackson and I answer. "What?" I slur. "Ella, babe." he says. "Why don't you listen to me?" I slur more. "Ella? Are you drunk?" he asks. "Don't matter. Just listen to me Jackson. I'm not good enough. You should cut your losses. I am." I say. That makes Jax more alert. "How are you cutting your losses?" he asks me. "Don't matter. Just please Jackson. Goodbye." I say and hang up the phone before I pass out.

Jax runs into the main room and tells Juice "Get an ambulance to Ella's house now." Juice looks at him shocked but does what he asks. Jax runs out to his bike and heads to my address. He gets there about the same time the ambulance does and the door is unlocked. He rushes in with the paramedics behind him and searches through the house. He finds my bedroom and I'm slumped over on the bed. The medics get to me and check for a pulse. "It's weak but she has one." one of them says. Jax walks back out behind the medics and he's running his fingers through his hair. Chibs walks up to him and says "Go with her brother. We'll have your bike brought to the hospital." Jax nods and gets into the ambulance. "Are you family?" one of the medics asks. "I'm her boyfriend." he says and Chibs smiles softly.

I wake up and I hear this loud beeping and the lights are bright. I groan as I start to open my eyes and I feel someone holding my hand. I look down and see a man with blonde hair sitting in the chair next to my bed, sleeping. I look at him for a minute and he's beautiful but who is he? I pull my hand from his and he wakes up. "Hey Darlin." he says as he stands and sits on the side of the bed. My eyes go wide and I ask "Jackson?" He nods his head yes and I pull further away from him and say "Why are you here?" Taking my hand and pulling me closer to him, he says "I told you I wasn't giving up on you." My eyes start to tear up again and I say "Jackson, please don't do this." He cups my face and says "You're fucking beautiful." I shake my head and he kisses me softly and says "I'm not going anywhere." I nod and he kisses me again and puts his forehead to mine. "Please don't leave me." he whispers and I look up at him. "Jackson, I wasn't trying to kill myself. My mind wouldn't shut off and I couldn't sleep. I'd not slept in nearly three days." I tell him. He sits up and says "Why didn't you tell me? I would have helped you. I would have been there." he tells me. "How did you find me?" I ask. "You remember when I sent you flowers?" he asks and I nod my head yes. The night before, I had one of the guys from my club track your phone and get your last name, your address and where you work." he tells me and I smile a little. "Why would you do that Jackson?" I ask as I look down at our hands as I play with his fingers. "Why wouldn't I?" he asks. "Jackson, I'm just a wrong number booty call." I say. "Nah. You're not a booty call babe. You're special." he tells me and I shake my head.

About that time, the doctor comes in and asks "How are you feeling?" I look up at him and say "Better I think. Still a little tired." I say. "You still need some rest. We're keeping you for a couple of days to monitor you." he tells me. I realize what was getting at. "I didn't try to kill myself." I tell him and he looks like he's actually listening to me. "I suffer from insomnia and I hadn't slept in three days. The only time I can really get any sleep is when I'm drunk." I tell him. "I'm going to have you do a sleep study while you're here and see what we can do to help with that but no more drinking in excess." he tells me. "Yes doctor." I say. "You're lucky your boyfriend found you when he did." he tells me. "Yeah, I am." I say and looks at Jackson, who's smirking. The doctor leaves the room and I ask "Boyfriend?" He smiles at me and says "Yeah babe. Boyfriend." He kisses me again and I ask "Are you sure Jackson?" Putting his forehead against mine again he says "Hell yeah babe." I let out a content sigh and ask "Will you lay with me?" He nods and I move over and he lays next to me and I just lay against him with my head on his chest.