My Intuition Never Lies

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Omniscient

Little did Izzy and Meghan know, Malik was on the second floor getting treated for the bullet wounds he endured. 10 bullets were shot all over his body, paramedics assumed he was gone for good but once they checked his throat, he had a very faint pulse. He was indeed breathing, but he was out cold. His body riddled with bullets and blood seeping from his body.

The doctors were doing everything in their power to keep him breathing. The room was a bloody mess, something they haven't seen in a long time. Malik was a critical case and he was in critical condition but if they kept working as hard as they are .. he could be out of here in a couple of weeks.

Meghan and Izzy was sleeping peacefully with their children, unaware of the dangers above them. Unaware that their lives would possibly would still be in danger. Although Malik had a little army where he was .. there was much more where that came from. With folks thinking Malik is finally off the streets and no longer a threat to society, just maybe they could a while without any deranged deaths in their city. Maybe it'll be cute and people won't be afraid to go outside anymore. Thats only if Malik doesn't make it.

As the doctors worked on Malik to stop his bleeding, Malik was in his head .. he had seen hell. He knew once he died he wasn't making it to the good afterlife, he didn't care though. In his mind, his only goal was to kill all Meghan has ever loved .. and then torture Izzy .. as Meghan watched her beloved die second by second. He was menacing and anger driven. He suffered 5 torso shots, two in his back.. just missing his spine, 1 in his neck and 2 in his face. Malik was having a hard time coming back .. he was losing so much blood so rapidly.

All the nurses and extra doctors filled the room, he was in an emergency situation. His life was in their hands and they were working so hard to bring him back. He had a pulse, very faint but he was breathing and their only care in the world was to successfully bring him back full force.

"Poor guy." A tall, older looking nurse spoke up.

"Yeah, I wonder who hated him this much to shoot him up like this. They literally ripped a chunk of his cheek out. If he makes it, he'll need reconstructive surgery."

"Poor bastard .. its not looking good for him." A neuro surgeon spoke up.

Bailey, one of the nurses was crying. Malik was an old fling of hers and all she wanted to do was to bring him back. Regardless of how bad he treated her, she would take him in and nurse him back to health. He would be in good hands if he allowed her to take over.

"He'll make it, don't be negative." Bailey spoke up and she wiped her cheek, blood staining it.

They worked on Malik for hours, removing bullet by bullet and leaving in any fragments they can't retrieve. He'll be better off, remove them fragments and he would bleed to death.

His wounds were deep and his skin was cool .. he was fading away and eventually he flat lined.

Bailey started doing cpr as soon as his line went off.. her adrenaline raced as she tried her best to revive him.

After 20 minutes of chest pressures .. Malik still didn't wake up.

"Call it... Bailey' he's done." Joel, the lead doctor on call.

"Time of death 2100."

Bailey slowly slid down from Malik's chest.. her heart hurting. She said a quiet prayer to himself before she slowly removed her blood gloves. She dropped her lab coat and started to follow everyone else out of the door.

A few seconds later .. beeping could be heard which caused everyone to stop in their tracks. Including Bailey. She froze .. he can't be alive. He just died.

"We got a pulse!" Joel, the leading doctor called out.

"All hands on deck, let's finish up his surgery. He's going to make it."

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After hours of surgery.. they were finally done 3am.. Malik had been given strong pain pills through his IV. Bailey sat adjacent of him and watched as his chest heaved up and down, slowly but steadily.

Her shift ended hours ago , but she couldn't leave that operating table and she didn't plan on it.

She watched in awe .. she just wanted to hug him. Truth is Bailey loved Malik and she just wish he seen her more than a quick fuck. She doesn't even know if she knew her name but she didn't care. She wanted to be here when he woke up.. he would be in agonizing pain.

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The following morning Malik opened his eyes. He didn't move at first because he couldn't, he was weak and he knew something was wrong.

He turned his head and slightly and he made eye contact with Bailey. He tried to speak but winced, reaching up his cheek. He felt stitches along his jaw and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't.

Bailey noticed and stood to her feet. Malik was trying to speak but he couldn't. Bailey saw that and handed him a white board and marker.

She raised his bed so he could be sitting a little bit up right. He winched as the bed got higher and higher.

He put his hand to get her to stop and she obey.

Malik shakily started writing on the board, he was shot in his good arm so it would be hard to write.

"What Happened?"

Bailey read the board and started speaking.

"You were found unconscious outside an abandoned building. You were shot 10 times Malik and you have a long recovery."

Malik didn't say anything. He felt defeated.. most of all he felt angry. He knew who did this and he knew once he walked up out of here he would kill them as soon as he seen them.

They could run all they want but Malik would find them .. like Meghan always says "My intuition never lies."

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