Brianna's POV
*beep* The heart monitor echoes throughout the room.
*beep* This is my fault.
*beep* I can't be in this room anymore.
I begin to think, and lose focus on the beeping rythum in the room. Who could have wanted to kill Adam?
Hell, it could have been Ian, Quentin, Jason or Ty. It could have been Bentley or Aubree, or possibly me and my unborn child.
I shake my head at the thought of it. I looked over at Adam and I hear stomping footsteps towards the door, and the doors swinging open.
"Adam..." I hear a voice mumble and shuffling feet pass the chair I was sitting on. I was so out of it, I didn't even look up to see who it was.
"Bri?" I hear the voice ask and I finally look up.
"Faith..." I mumble. "I-I am so sorry." I stutter and look back down at the ground.
She mumbles something, most likely towards Adam and then sits beside me.
"Why don't you go home and get some rest? You seem like you need it."
"I haven't left, since he was shot." I sigh.
"You've been here for two weeks straight?" She asks.
"Yeah..." I mumble. It's been two weeks since the incident. I haven't left Adam's side since then. Mitch couldn't leave Montreal as Luke was still missing. Faith had to leave for an important business trip straight after the girls went to breakfast.
"You need to go home, and spend some time with your kids. This isn't healthy for you or the baby." She gestures to my stomach and I nod.
"Yeah...I should get going." I stand up. "Let me know if something happens."
"Okay."
I walk out of the hospital room and out into the parking lot where my car was parked. I sat in my car for a minute, looking down at my still blood stained skin. I wish I had gone home one of those days to shower, but I couldn't leave.
I start my car up and pull out of the hospital parking lot. I drive home in complete silence.
I missed Mitch. I forgot how bad it felt to miss him, considering these past years, we've been inseparable.
I pull out my phone before walking into the house and search for Mitch on my phone. I hit call and await for him to pick it up.
"Hey you've reached Mitch or the BENJAAAA CANADAAAA and I can't be at the phone at the moment, leave a message after the slurp!" The slurp noise rings in my ears and I shake my head.
"Mitch has got to change that..." I tisk as I hear a loud beep from my phone. "Hey babe it's me..." I step out of my car and begin to walk up to the house. "I just wanted to know if you had any information about Luke, I'm still in LA and at the house." I pause before entering and walking upstairs into my room. "It's weird without you here, and I can't believe it's been this long already. The kids have been staying with Jordan and Riley, remember them and their daughter Harper and their son Greyson? I've stayed at the hospital for these past few weeks and thought that Bent and Bree needed some time away from all this madness. I'm going to pick them up in a few."
I sit on the edge of the bed and sigh. "Baby number three hasn't been doing much besides growing, and I hope it's healthy..." I feel the tears in my eyes. "I miss you so much, that I'm going against your rules. I'm coming back to Montreal. It's too dangerous here, and I honestly don't know what to do. I rather be with you, so I'm leaving once I go get the kids. You can't talk me out of this baby, because I can't stand the fact that we are both in danger yet I rather die or get hurt with you than anyone else in the world. I love you so much. I'll see you in a bit." I hang it up and I take a shower and change clothes before leaving for Jordan and Riley's house.
I knock on the door and wait for them to answer.
"Bri!" Riley answers and hugs me.
"God, it's so nice to see you again!"
"You as well! The kids are in one of the bedrooms."
"Where's Jordan?"
"Recording."
"I'm gonna crash it real quick, be right back." I head downstairs to Jordan's cave and hug him from behind.
"Jordan!" I squeal.
"Brianna!" He squeals back. "You are crashing the Mianite streem dood."
"Hello everybody!" I wave into the camera and see Twitch explode.
"I'm here because I'm picking up my kids. #Rordan is real, #Jrianna is not real for fuck sake." I cover my mouth. "Excuse my language."
"This is a PG-13 channel!"
"I'm sorry, I'll just leave then." I walk back upstairs and walk into Harper's room, where Bent, Bree and Greyson were.
"It's time to go home guys! To the TC house!"
My kids run up and hug me and I lead them to the door.
"Thank you so much for watching them, things have been...pretty tense."
"Yeah, how's Adam?" Riley asks.
"Better, he is getting better everyday."
"Good, keep me updated please."
"Will do, tell Jordan I said thanks too."
"Alright, bye guys!" Riley waves and we leave the house. I strap both children in their car seats and begin driving home.
"Mommy?" Aubree asks.
"Yes sweetie?"
"Where is Daddy?"
"He's at home. We will see him tonight once you guys have your nap and I pack up."
I drive home and put the kids in their cribs, then I walk into my room to begin to pack.
I hear a gun cock back and I freeze.
"I suggest you put your phone down, and put your hands up. Unless you want to end up like your friend." The cold deep voice says and I follow it's order.
Someone steps in front of me and my stomach ties into a million knots.
I almost fainted, when that words escaped my mouth, "Why...why are you doing this Brad?"
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CLIFFHANGER SO I CAN LEAVE YOU IN SUSPENSE FOR ANOTHER WHOLE MONTH.
no but honestly, i am so sorry for the lack of updates.
My excuses this time have to deal with my YouTube channel (youtube.com/gingemily) and my new one shot book (Called Glimpse)
If you guys wanna check those out, that would be much appreciated.
Anyways, Thanks for Reading!
Much Love <3
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A Thousand Years ↠ Sequel to My Best Friend's Brother
Fanfiction↠ Brianna and Mitchell Hughes have been through a lot in their short lives, now twenty one years old and having two children on the way, what more could happen to the cute little couple? Copyright © 2014 ehmaleeh All Rights Reserved