Henry. I quickly knelt beside her and took her hand in mine. “Gwen….are you alright?” I asked which was stupid because she was groaning in pain and didn’t look okay. “Call for an ambulance,” one of the cops said. There were only two cops beside me, I guess the others were dealing with guys who helped Ryan. “Hen..,.” She struggled to say something and also tried to open her eyes. “I’m here Gwen, I’m here now. Everything is going to be alright,” I squeezed her hand tightly as I whispered to her. Gosh, I was scared to pick her up. I didn’t know where she was injured or in pain so I didn’t want to hold her and add to her pain. She squeezed my hand and shut her eyes before groaning in pain again. Shit! Where’s the fucking ambulance. “Did anyone get them?” I asked without taking my eyes off Gwen. “I have called sir and they will be here in thirty minutes,” fuck! Thirty minutes? Thirty minutes is too long and I don't think I can stand here for thirty minutes watching Gwen moan in pa
Henry. Everything wasn’t right, the cops who would have made us feel safe was lying on the ground with gun shots injuries and the one who caused all of this had a freaking gun in his hand. How the hell did this happen? “Hen…ry, you….you bastard,” his words were slurred and low like he was finding it hard to speak. I didn’t move from where I was kneeling beside Gwen as he kept pointing his gun at me. “Put the gun down Ryan,” I said as calmly as I could. I heard Gwen take a sharp breath beside me, I couldn’t look at her to know what was going on with her since the bastard still had the gun pointed at me and I did not know what he would do if I took my gaze off him. “Ryan….” Gwen called out breathlessly. Without looking at her I said, “Stop talking Gwen,” “What do you want Ryan?” I asked as I slowly got up. He smiled at me with his teeth bloody, “I want her Henry. She’s supposed to be mine,” he said and took a deep breath when he was done talking. He looked pretty weak and pal
Henry. “You told me you wanted nothing to do with him but yet here you are in his arms acting like the fucking whore that you are!” He spat out and then burst into laughter. I felt rage burn through me when he called her that. “Watch your mouth….” I couldn’t complete my words as he cut in. “Or what?” He asked. My hand clenched beside me and since I couldn’t do anything I only sent him a glare. “Isn’t she one? Jumping from a man who doesn’t want her to someone else who would treasure her and yet she still isn’t satisfied with it?” He went on. “Stop talking,” I hissed at him. “Look I’m the one with the upper hand here and I get to say whatever shit I like and if I say she’s a whore then she is one,” he said. I don’t think he would be the one with the upper hand soon, gosh I can’t wait to get my hands on him. “Did she tell you what happened on our date night? The night everything was supposed to fall into place, the night I was supposed to ask her to be my girlfriend?” He asked
Gwen. Weak, tired, and exhausted. That’s how I felt when the car hit the damn tree, that’s what I felt when Ryan pulled me out of the car without considering how badly I was bleeding from my head. I couldn’t put up a fight because I was too tired to do that, so I let him take me to wherever he wanted to take me. Seeing what happened right now made me realize that it wouldn’t have happened if I had called someone….anyone for help while he was taking me out of the car. I should have called Henry, if I had done that this wouldn’t have happened. It all happened slowly and even though I still felt dizzy and all I wanted to do was close my eyes and sleep, I saw it. I knew when Ryan pulled the trigger, aiming his gun at me. He was ready to kill me and yet I could not move from my spot. The shock was too much for me, I tried to overcome it and when I wanted to move someone jumped in front of me taking the bullet and bringing us down. No….no!“Henry,” I called blinking my lashes as I tried
Henry. The whole place was dark and cold, it felt like I was trapped in it. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t do anything. Time just passed in this dark place where muted voices played an endless ungraspable tune, where I felt like an alien in my own body that hurt badly. I had flashes of consciousness which were only blinding lights, occasionally disturbed by the darkness of this place. I forced myself to pick out some sounds, picking out words and a few voices that sounded recognizable and unrecognizable, putting them together like puzzle pieces that were missing key parts. I tried to focus on the moving shapes, straining with efforts to make out the hazy features of a face but getting no more than a rough sketch of someone familiar. Just when I thought I was at the edge of the darkness, I was pushed back under again. I did everything to reach out to the voice calling out to me but it was futile. Just when I had lost hope I heard the anguished roar of a voice calling my name again
Henry. It had been three hours since I woke up from a very long sleep, according to Gwen I had been in a coma for three months now and if I didn’t wake up when I did they would have thought of me as dead. It was scary to actually think that I had been asleep for such a long time, no wonder my body felt so heavy and I couldn’t move. Gwen hasn’t left my side, even when the doctor came to check up on me she didn’t leave. She stayed and paid close attention to what the doctor said, what should be done and what shouldn’t. I have never seen her like this before—she has done something like this when I was sick but I have never paid attention to her. Gwen is just simply amazing. “Do you need anything Henry, I can get it for you?” She asked. I shook my head, it was already late and I didn’t think I needed anything more than her presence right now. “I don’t. I wanted to ask you this, I haven’t seen Jas since I woke up and you haven’t told me what happened after I got shot?” He asked. She
Gwen. It has been hell for me and for everyone else since Henry got shot and almost died during surgery. Three months and everything still isn’t normal, Ryan was caught that day and right now he’s at the police station awaiting trial. I didn’t want to do anything until Henry woke up, he should have been there when the one who shot him was trailed. The news of Emily and Ryan’s big mastermind plan spread through the country and everyone who was in support of us wanted them dead. But I think that’s too small for them, they deserve something worse than death, Emily deserves worse for putting little Jason through that horrible ordeal. Luckily after that night Jason was rescued and immediately taken to my home where Jasmine was waiting for him, he was excited to see her and went on telling her what happened, in no time he had completely forgotten what happened that night and I wanted it to remain that way. When I woke up a day after I passed out on my mother’s shoulder, the first thing
Henry. I woke up to a small whisper coming from God's where. I heard giggled and then it all died down when I opened my eyes. I blinked my lashes repeatedly to adjust to the bright light in the room before looking around, I saw my mother, Sheila, and no one else. A frown graced my face when I didn’t see her. “Before you ask anything she will be back soon, she just stepped out for some fresh air. I had to force her to do that,” Mother said before I could even ask anything. Oh, I calmed down a bit. “Welcome back from your sleep, sleeping cutie,” Sheila said from beside Mother and all I could do was glare at her. “How are you doing son?” Mother asked as she quickly took the seat beside my bed, she held my hand in hers and gave me a squeeze. “I’m fine Mother,” I replied even though my voice was hoarse. “I’m glad. I was so happy when Gwen called to tell me you were already awake, I’m so glad that you are alright Henry. I don’t know what I would have done if anything had happened t