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hip as the adrenaline wears off.
“What's your name?”
“Jos... Joslynn. Is he going to be okay?”
“Are you his wife?”
“I'm his...”
“She's his fiancée. Is my brother okay, someone fucking talk to me!” Trevor yells.
“He's lost a lot of blood.” The medic loads him on a gurney and rushes him to the ambulance.
Trevor runs to the door and turns back to me.
“Go, I will be right behind you.”
He stands for a second and nods his head running to the door and jumping in the back of the ambulance with Marshall. My whole body hurts, and my head is fuzzy. There are paramedics working on my father, and I can't help but pray that he's dead, and all of this will be over. He won't stop until I am dead, and I don't want to live the rest of my life looking over my shoulder wondering where the next bullet is going to hit me.
Chapter Twelve
I wake up to beeping. My whole body is sore and someone is holding my hand. When I look over, Taylor is sitting in the chair beside me, her head lying on the bed on my hand.
“Tay...”
Her head pops up and she smiles.
“Hey, girl.”
“Where is he?”
Her eyes lower to the bed. I feel like my world has fallen out from under me.
“Is he... Taylor? Is he?”
“I don't know, Joslynn, he isn't here.”
“What the fuck do you mean he's not here?” I yell.
The nurse rushes in the door confused when she sees just Taylor.
“Miss Nethers, you need to calm down. You are recovering from a gunshot wound.”
“No shit! Where is Marshall Andrews?”
“JOS!” Taylor yells but quickly looks away when I look at her.
“That is not information I am able to give you. Now can you calm down or do I need to call the doctor for some medicine for you?”
I sigh and lay back on the bed. I am not going to find shit out if she does that, and I want to know where Marshall is. I have to know he's okay. I want to hug him, kiss him and tell him that I am so in love with him. I can't do this without him.
The tears come again. It seems like that is all I have been doing since Marshall came back into my life. The nurse checks my vitals and leaves the room. Once the door is shut, I turn back to Taylor.
“Where is my phone?”
She sighs and hands me my phone. I waste no time finding Marshall's number and calling him. It goes straight to voice mail. I try over and over and each time it goes to voice mail. Why isn't he in the hospital? Where is he? I search through my phone and look for Trevor's number. One of them has to answer. Marshall would never leave me without saying something. I say a prayer he made it and he's okay.
“It's Trevor, you know what to do.”
“Trevor, where the fuck are you?! The hospital won't tell me shit. I have to know he's okay! Please tell me he's okay. I need him, Trevor, please.”
I hang up the phone and call Marshall again. The sobs cause me to shake, and my whole body hurts. I can feel the pain in my leg, but the pain of not knowing where he is or what is going on is far more painful than my leg. I would take a million shots to the leg if he would answer the phone and tell me he's okay and he loves me.
“Mar... Marshall, please, baby, you have to be okay. You can't leave me. I need you... I need your heart beat... Remember what you told me, Marshall? You have to keep your heart beating, baby... I love you... please be okay...”
“That's enough, Jos. C'mon, honey, let me have it. If he calls I will let you know I promise.”
I hang the phone up and hand it to her. I can't breathe. There is no reason for me to be here. There can't be no Marshall. The world without him is not even worth it. Why would he leave the hospital? My eyes grow heavy and I lay back on the bed sobbing in my pillow until sleep takes over.
Epilogue
I have been out of the hospital for three weeks and there is still no
“What's your name?”
“Jos... Joslynn. Is he going to be okay?”
“Are you his wife?”
“I'm his...”
“She's his fiancée. Is my brother okay, someone fucking talk to me!” Trevor yells.
“He's lost a lot of blood.” The medic loads him on a gurney and rushes him to the ambulance.
Trevor runs to the door and turns back to me.
“Go, I will be right behind you.”
He stands for a second and nods his head running to the door and jumping in the back of the ambulance with Marshall. My whole body hurts, and my head is fuzzy. There are paramedics working on my father, and I can't help but pray that he's dead, and all of this will be over. He won't stop until I am dead, and I don't want to live the rest of my life looking over my shoulder wondering where the next bullet is going to hit me.
Chapter Twelve
I wake up to beeping. My whole body is sore and someone is holding my hand. When I look over, Taylor is sitting in the chair beside me, her head lying on the bed on my hand.
“Tay...”
Her head pops up and she smiles.
“Hey, girl.”
“Where is he?”
Her eyes lower to the bed. I feel like my world has fallen out from under me.
“Is he... Taylor? Is he?”
“I don't know, Joslynn, he isn't here.”
“What the fuck do you mean he's not here?” I yell.
The nurse rushes in the door confused when she sees just Taylor.
“Miss Nethers, you need to calm down. You are recovering from a gunshot wound.”
“No shit! Where is Marshall Andrews?”
“JOS!” Taylor yells but quickly looks away when I look at her.
“That is not information I am able to give you. Now can you calm down or do I need to call the doctor for some medicine for you?”
I sigh and lay back on the bed. I am not going to find shit out if she does that, and I want to know where Marshall is. I have to know he's okay. I want to hug him, kiss him and tell him that I am so in love with him. I can't do this without him.
The tears come again. It seems like that is all I have been doing since Marshall came back into my life. The nurse checks my vitals and leaves the room. Once the door is shut, I turn back to Taylor.
“Where is my phone?”
She sighs and hands me my phone. I waste no time finding Marshall's number and calling him. It goes straight to voice mail. I try over and over and each time it goes to voice mail. Why isn't he in the hospital? Where is he? I search through my phone and look for Trevor's number. One of them has to answer. Marshall would never leave me without saying something. I say a prayer he made it and he's okay.
“It's Trevor, you know what to do.”
“Trevor, where the fuck are you?! The hospital won't tell me shit. I have to know he's okay! Please tell me he's okay. I need him, Trevor, please.”
I hang up the phone and call Marshall again. The sobs cause me to shake, and my whole body hurts. I can feel the pain in my leg, but the pain of not knowing where he is or what is going on is far more painful than my leg. I would take a million shots to the leg if he would answer the phone and tell me he's okay and he loves me.
“Mar... Marshall, please, baby, you have to be okay. You can't leave me. I need you... I need your heart beat... Remember what you told me, Marshall? You have to keep your heart beating, baby... I love you... please be okay...”
“That's enough, Jos. C'mon, honey, let me have it. If he calls I will let you know I promise.”
I hang the phone up and hand it to her. I can't breathe. There is no reason for me to be here. There can't be no Marshall. The world without him is not even worth it. Why would he leave the hospital? My eyes grow heavy and I lay back on the bed sobbing in my pillow until sleep takes over.
Epilogue
I have been out of the hospital for three weeks and there is still no
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