Ch. 46: Don't You Leave Me Now

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*picture of Emily East above*

        The private jet lands. Happy noticed the plane before it even landed. Christian didn't contact him to tell him he would be coming to the island.

         Something's (he pronounces it sup-tums) up. Happy glares at the landed private jet across the island. It'll take whoever a while to find the mansion, but I gotta hurry.

            The bodyguard goes up the grand stairwell to the master bedroom. He sees Emily curled up asleep in bed, a reddened, tear streaked face. The dark skinned man takes his phone out of his pocket, dialing Christian's number. The number rings continuously but then it goes to voicemail.

         The bodyguard goes and locks Emily's bedroom door from the inside, hoping that will later distract
the perpetrator long enough for him to regain his strength. He takes his gun out and loads it, ushering for Sonya and the rest of the staff to get back and hide somewhere. He hides as well behind the stairwell, having a perfect view of the front doors. He waits for 15 minutes until his hands begin to get tired from holding the gun up for a long period time.

        Suddenly, the front doors of the mansion open. In rushes Felix and Conrad, dragging a body that groans in agony. A female behind them. Bruised, bloody faced from cuts to the face, the bodyguards look as if they'd been through war.

         "Show me your hands!" Happy shouts to them, unsure if it's a ruse. "Show me your fricking hands!"

          Felix, Conrad, and the unfamiliar woman behind them all freeze. Felix and Conrad gently place the groaning man on the couch before holding their hands up in surrender.

        "Happy, Man, it's us." Felix says calmly, eyes full of fear.

           "Where's Mr. Taylor?" Happy growls, "What the frick did you do with him? How did you get to this island?"

             "He's right here!" Conrad shouts annoyed, "The man needs to be put in bed and heal. Bossman was shot while leaving work and then we were ambushed while we were on our way to the airport."

           "Bossman almost almost didn't make it." Felix says weakly.

           Happy nods to the woman. "Whose she?"

          "Molly, my girlfriend...a nurse whose trying to get a PhD as a doctor." Felix says, "Come on, man! Bossman really needs to get upstairs and rest."

           "Kick your weapons away." Happy says to them, "Kick' em away!"

             The two bodyguards disarm themselves and throw their handguns to the floor, kicking them away. Happy quickly rushes over to see Christian laying on the couch half passed out. His arm and torso is wrapped up, blood seeping through the bandage cloth.

        Happy nods to them. "Take' em up."

          The dark skinned man rushes up the stairs past Conrad, Felix, and Molly. Happy kicks down the master bedroom door.

       From inside, Emily jolts awake. She screams, trauma flashing through her mind. When she sees Happy, relief fills her. But when she spots Felix and Conrad dragging a body behind them, she gets a knot like feeling in her gut. She quickly gets out of bed, letting the bodyguards put the man on the bed. The brunette's heart squeezes when she realizes its Christian.  

             "Christian!" Emily screams, climbing into bed to her lover. "Oh, my God! Baby! What happened to you?! What happened to him?!"

            "Shot in the ribcage and right arm." Molly shoves the two men away, "He's been in and out of consciousness for he past few hours."

           A river of tears flow down Emily's cheeks as she sobs. She covers her mouth, her body shaking. Happy rushes over and grabs the brunette's body, carrying her away bridal style. She thrashes in Happy's arms. Her nails scratches and her high pitched squeals fill the mansion as the billionaire gets further in sight.

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Another storm brew in, lightening flashing and thunder rumbling harder against the wind. Emily sits on the couch in tears, her hands on her aching stomach. Sonya and Esmeralda comfort her. Happy sits in the steps with Felix. Conrad has stayed upstairs with Molly to assist her, considering his background training in the medical field.

Happy looks to Emily. "Everything is going to be okay, Miss—"

"Save it!" Emily weakly cries, "I'm gonna lose the greatest love of my life!"

Happy shakes his head. "Don't think that way. Bossman will be..."

A door squeaking makes everyone jump. Molly and Conrad appear at the top of the railing, both exhausted from the lack of sleep.

Happy stands, as does Felix. They give the two an expectant look.

"Well?" Happy says firmly.

Molly nods. "He's stable...I gave him some medication that will numb the pain. But he lost a lot of blood...yet he's going to pull through. He just may be weak for a few days."

Emily loudly begins to cry for joy. She wipes her tears away and stands.

"Can I see him?" Emily says with a broken smile.

"Only for a few minutes." Molly shakes her head. "He's asleep anyways so he won't hear you."

In a flash, Emily is hurrying up the stairwell. By the time she gets to the top step, she is half nauseous. She walks slower as she goes to the busted master bedroom doors. She freezes at the door, seeing Christian's motionless body laying under the covers. Emily slowly walks over to him, seeing the exhaustion in his tired face. More tears form in the corner of her eyes. She softly gasps for air, not realizing that she was holding her breath.

Emily sits on the edge of the bed, her hand gently caressing his face. Her heart aches at the thought of nearly losing him.

"Hey...Hey Baby." Emily's voice wavers, holding back sobs. "I'm sorry if I'm the cause behind all of this. I...I know you'd shut me up and get angry with me for saying that but I am so fricking sorry. I don't deserve you or anything you've given me here."

"We're going to go get the bags!" Emily hears Felix call from the bottom of the stairwell.

"I love you, Christian." Emily leans up and kisses his temple, her lips dragging to his ear. "Don't you leave me now...not when I just got you back! Please..."

Emily kisses his cheek and lips repeatedly before forcing herself to walk out of the master bedroom.

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