Yours Truly || Sequel to Let Me Know

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Push Away The Unimaginable

Recommendation: Listen to It's Quiet Uptown while reading this chapter:(

Lin:

"And now for the Sarah Wilson case, here we have Mikey. Mikey, welcome. Is there any recent piece of information that documents this case?" The reporter on the TV inquires. "Thank you, Joanna. As for Sarah Wilson's litigation, news announcements inform us she was found in a young woman's car just immediately. The woman being Lin-Manuel Miranda's wife, Julia Harriman."

What?

"They found a live broadcast from Julia's Instagram handle, and if we look closely at the right, we can certainly see and apparently hear Sarah Wilson's voice. She was exhibited holding Mrs. Harriman gunpoint, and next thing we know, bullets were shot, cutting the video off. Here's the footage." The Instagram live was being played on the TV.

"So, any last words? You better make them count, Julia." Sarah uttered before clenching the gun to Julia's head.

"No! No, no, no, no!" I cried out, receiving bizarre glances from police officers in the station. The video stayed silent until my Julia mumbled something. "Good or bad. All or nothing. I love you, Lin." She muttered to the tape before the firearm loudly flared.

I felt like my heart was getting yanked out of my chest. I wrapped my arms around my body, unhurriedly stepping back into my seat. I couldn't move. My body couldn't move. I was just standing there, frozen. I tried, I truly tried moving, I tried shrieking, but nothing. My stares were wide open, incapable of discerning what was occurring altogether.

I hear the Television being shut off by one of the officials. When reality washes over me, I abruptly punch the brick wall right next to me. "I need to get out of here. I need to see my wife! Where is my wife?! Get me out of here!" I fumed as the veins were struggling to burst through my neck.

"Mr. Miranda?" An officer comes up to me. "Yes." I cut him off with despair. "Robert is on his way down here. Once he comes, you'll be free to leave."

Thank God. I mumble in my head.

"Officer?" I halt him before he flees my small cell. He shoots up his eyebrows, paying attention. "What happened to Julia? Was she shot? Is she alive? Is she okay? Is she in the hospital? Is she-"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Miranda. No one knows anything yet. Policemen are hurrying to the region where they had the incident, until then, we don't know who got shot or injured."

I nodded as he took off but shortly turned around and banged my elbows against the wall, leaning my head in between my arms. I attempted to calm myself down, but nothing helped. "Robert, where are you?" I asked myself as I quickly strode around the room.  I sat down but promptly stood up again. I couldn't stay still. Where is Julia?

Minutes feel like years as I keep waiting for Robert to get here. Suddenly, I hear the bell ring when someone opens the station door. My head shot up as I rubbed my hands together, "Robert!" I screamed.

He ran over towards me and instantly ordered the officers to let me out. Unlocking the fenced door, they let me out of the cell. Robert enclosed his arms around me with all the endurance he had left. He could tell I needed that.

After ratifying all of the paperwork, I ran out of that station like there was no tomorrow. "Where the hell is Julia? Is she okay?!" I exclaimed at him once we got to his care. I dried my hands off with my jeans, they were sweating buckets. "They took both Julia and Sarah to James Ewing Hospital, right around this corner." Robert replied as he accelerated the gas to the emergency room.

"They're both in the same hospital?"

"That's what they said." He admitted as he examined the highway.

"Do they not realize that woman almost tried to KILL my wife?! They need to get her out of there! She can't be with Julia, she needs to be in jail!" I wailed as I wouldn't stay settled.

"I agree with you, but since they were both masked in blood, they didn't know who got harmed just yet." The whole car trip, I was bent over, clutching my legs. My gaze was fixed to the floor. "Please be alive. Please be okay. Please, anything." A tear didn't pause to fall down my cheek.

My sanity kept going back to what she said. "Good or bad. All or nothing. I love you, Lin." At that moment, I began to picture life without her. My mind felt absorbed with disastrous thoughts. Everything was overwhelming. My heart was physically aching as I strived to push back the rest of the tears that were endangering to plummet from my eyes.

"Fuck!" I hissed as the light turned red just as we were about to pull over to the hospital. I just wanted to get to where she was. I needed to get to Julia. We eventually pulled up to the hospital, and Robert dropped me off as he found parking.

I basically ran through the hallways, trying to find someone. "Hi, excuse me, where's room 107A?" I asked the front desk lady out of breath. "Down this corridor to the left." I hardly had time to thank her as I hurried past everything to get to her room.

"Julia!" I unlocked the door hysterically, frantic to find my wife. Until I recognized I was in the wrong room.

Sarah.

I wanted to kill her at that moment, but instead, I knew that I couldn't waste time.

"Where is Julia Harriman? Where is she?!" I screeched at the front desk lady, leaving Sarah's room.

"Lin..." I heard her voice faintly, I brushed past the desk lady as she called out to me. "Sir, you can't go in there!" I tried to walk into the room but a nurse pushed me back. "I need to see her!" I shouted once more.

"You can't come in." I stared as the nurse shoved me out of the room, shutting the door in front of me. I ran to the windows to get a glance at her.

"Julia." I muttered. Her unstable eyes greeted mine. She was alive. And that was enough for me.