Relentless

Chapter 49

Juliet

When the ambulance arrives, EMTs come over to where I am and start asking me questions, but I don't answer. I just keep staring at the man that I love, dead in my lap. I feel someone pulling me to stand up, but I pull my arm out of their hold.

"Can she hear us?" One of the EMTs ask.

"She may be in shock. We need to get him on a stretcher and see if we can revive him." Another EMT responds.

"It's been at least seven minutes since he flat lined, Jones, the guy's dead."

"Shut up, Errol!"

"I got her boys," A girl's voice cuts in. I feel a hand on my shoulder and then hear the familiar voice. "Jules, it's me, Maris. They need to take Ashton now. Can you hear me?" I slowly look over at my best friend and stare at her, concern written on her face. I tell myself not to break down, but I can't listen to my own thoughts. I start to hyperventilate and before I know it, tears pour out of my eyes. I wrap my arms around her and feel her pull me away from Ashton. "No! No, I can't leave him!"

"Juliet! Calm down! Jules!"

"Let go of me!" I start fighting her and hitting her, but she won't let go. "LET GO!!!!" They start putting all types of wires on him and then I start to panic. "STOP!!"

"Juliet, they're trying to save him!" I feel everything inside of me shut down as I fall to the floor, sobbing uncontrollable. I feel Maris put her arms around me, trying to comfort me, but the only person who can comfort me is Ashton. I look back at them and catch the sight of a body bag next to Ashton.

Daniel.

This is his fault.

I jump up from my position on the ground and run to the bag that Daniel is in. I start kicking it and punching it uncontrollably.

"Mother Fucker!" I yell through my tears.

"Juliet, stop!"

"You killed him!" I yell at the bag. Arms land around me and start pulling me back when I lose it. "Get your hands off of me! He killed him! He killed him!"

"Maris, put her in the car!" I hear the voice of my manager, Josh, say. I feel her guiding me to the car, but I still fight to get back to Ashton.

"Ashton!" I shout. "Wake up! Please, I'm sorry! Wake up!"

"Open the door, Josh!" Maris says. I hear a door open and in a matter of seconds, I'm put in the back seat and the door is closed. I'm alone, covered in the blood of the man that I loved, not accepting that he's gone.

I see Maris talking to the EMTs and want to scream. Why should she get information on Ashton? She didn't know him. He didn't love her, he loved me.

He loved me.

He loves me.

I see them place Ashton on a stretcher and wheel him to ambulance. I want to scream. I want to cry my eyes out. I want to hit something. I want to throw up.

I need to stay with him. I need to get out of this stupid car! As I start to open the door, I feel a force stopping it from opening. I look up to see Josh holding it closed. When my eyes go back to the stretcher, I see the EMTs putting a sheet of paper over Ashton's head.

"No!! He needs to breathe!! They'll suffocate him!" I bang on the window, crying. They load him into the ambulance, in a place where I can't see him anymore, and Josh gets into the car. Maris climbs in the backseat with me and puts her arm around me as I cry. As we drive away, I look behind us and see the other Police Officers run to the ambulance.

It's my fault that they lost their Lieutenant.

It's my fault that Antonia lost her big brother.

It's my fault that a mother lost her son.

It's my fault that I lost the one person I ever loved.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask Josh, sniffling.

"The hospital. They needed the ambulance so I told them I would take you."

"But I'm not the one that's hurt."

"They just want to examine you." Maris cuts in.

"I don't want to be examined. I want Ashton."

"Juliet, Ashton's,"

"DON'T SAY IT!" I yell, cutting Josh off. "I'm sorry just... please. Don't say it out loud."

"You have every right to mourn, Juliet." Maris says. "It's okay."

"It's not okay. What part of this is okay? Two people that have been after my ass since I was seventeen are dead because my now dead ex-boyfriend killed them." I pause after I admit what just happened and feel my stomach turn.

"I didn't mean it like that, Jules, I just meant that it's,"

"I know what you meant." I whisper, bringing my knees to my chest and resting my forehead on them, letting everything that just happened sink into my brain. "He saved my life."