SURPRISE BITCHES!!!!! Cathrin’s(Jays mom) POV:
My heart pounds against my chest as my finger shakes over the trigger of the shotgun situated against the shoulder. Martin lets out a shriek of pain as he dropped to the floor, dropping the gun his hands fly to his right leg as it bled out profusely. I don’t even feel shocked, or regret or guilt….I feel calm.
Dropping the gin from my shoulder and sprint over to my two trembling children as they tend there like a dear fought in head lights.
“Get in the car! Get in now I’ll drive.”I order as the snap out or their trance and rush to the doors with out a word. Lily jumps on the passenger seat and Jay goes to the back, but he stops before he gets in. I see the pain in this eyes rip through me, the tears that stream down his face as he stares into the car, stares at Asher. The small boy lays so still with his eyes barely open, barely breathing. He was drowning in a large blue jumper as red splotches seeped through. Theres blood everywhere, his face, his hair everything.
“Hey no, no Asher you have to stay a-away okay? Please baby I’m right here…..I-I’m right here I promise.”I watched as my son broken voice escapes his lips as he gently lifts the boy up and lays his head in his lap, then I see it. I see how broken my baby boy is, refused to nothing as he sobs and begs for the boy in his lap. Ive never seen him this hurt, I’m his mother and I’ve never seen his this broken. He’s suffering just as much as Asher is. Because he loves him.
Guilt eats me inside like never before, guilt and pain for my Jay. But it soon turned to rage, a steering rage I have never felt before as it festers inside my heart. Turning on my heels, Alans shotgun firmly in my grasp I storm to the withering body that lay on the concrete floor in his own blood.
“why?”I rasp out the rage so suffocating I feel like I’m going to burst. His eyes shoot up to me and I realise, this it not Martin. This is not the Martin who chose his family and Lila over everything he had, not the Martin who turned from a cold hearted gang member to a soft caring man for Lila, who risked everything, lost everything for his family.
“He took everything from me! He took Lila, he took my son. He ruined my life because he decided to be a fucking selfish, disgusting faggot bitch!!!”He sneered out, and then something in my clicked.
“He killed them?”I scoff through the burning eyes as tears threaten to spill over.
“Oh no…. you killed them! Your the reason she was out at sea in the first place, because you turned your back or you son like he was nothing. And guess what! SHE CHOES HIM OVER YOU!!. YOU KILLED HER AND THEN YOU KILLED HER SON!!!”my throat had gone raw within the second as it burned agains my emotions, against me. But I don’t care, I wouldn’t care if I was dying on the spot and burning to a crisp, he has to pay.
“Asher didn’t mention Zak once to me, so I went and searched it up for myself, and do you know what I found? DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I FUCKING FOUND!!!.”the tase of salt entered my mouth from my tears. “Cause of death, overdoes.”I calmly state, my voice held pain and malice though.
“so tell me Martin, who gave him the drugs? Where did he get them from?…WHO KILLED HIM!!”I shrieked into his face, but he didn’t reply. I could see the pain and guilt in his eyes as he stared at me. He regretted it, I could see that. But I wanted him to suffer.
“I came back to this shit hole town because Alan made me promise….he made me promise to come back and fix his mistakes. I work a 9-5 job even though I have the money already, to pay each and every family he hurt. To pay for every life he took. What did you do? While he went to serve the country and spent his life making up for what he did. What did you do with Lila’s reputation? You destroyed it.
You DARE take the one thing left of her, her fucking son, and lay a finger in him. You are a miserable, pathetic pice of fucking shit. If she saw you now she would have killed you herself……so now I’m going to take Lila’s son. I’m going to take my godson, the last remaining piece of her….and you can rot in hell.”I feel the rage pour out with my words, I feel like I can finally breath again.
I swear I’m going to keep him safe Lila, I swear on my life I’m going to save him from this and Ill Watch over him as he grows up for you. I swear I fix this.
I didn’t notice when I placed my foot against his chest, pinning him to the floor as I press down n his ribs. He squirms under me but I just press harder until I hear a satisfying crack of his bones. He lets out and agonising scream as I lean down to his ear
“Don’t ever threaten my family again. Don’t ever claim you loved Lila, you killed her and everything that she left behind, remember that. it’s your fault.”I whisper. I lift my foot from his chest as he lays pathetically on the floor gravelling in pain. with out a second thought I lift he gun to my shoulder once more and take another shot to his other leg. His screams drown out in my ears as I turn back to the car with out a single speck of guilt.
A/N YES BITCH!!!! I’m so happy right now like SHE WAS A BAD ASS BITCH!!!!. And shes a NURSE!!! Like dam talk about motherly love.
Jays POV:
My mom doesn’t glacé back as she gets into the car and speeds off down the road, her face filled with so many emotions but empty as the Same time. I can’t believe what she just did. SHE SHOT SOMEONE!!….TWISE!!!
My shock easily disperses with a weak grunt of pain from my little boy as we run over a bump into road. Wiping the hair from his forehead I starts to I cares his face as I try to keep myself from falling apart.
“It’s ok, its over now. Everything’s going to be fine now.”I whisper placing a kiss on the head so light afraid of hurting him further.
“We can’t go to the hospital in this town, he’ll just get Asher as soon as we leave like that Cole kid.”My mom sternly states as she keeps her eyes on the road.
“How? He’s sitting on his ass in the middle of the street with both his legs shot.”Lily exclaimed but my mom just snickers.
“darling as long as he has a phone he can get anyone can wants to do it for him. He has people in the hospital as well I’ve seen it, I do work there”
“We don’t have time! He’s bleeding out we don’t have time to go all the way back home!”I pitch in as my senses over run with worry and anxiety.
“We just have to get to the next town over, we just have to get far enough.”she pushes then I feel the car speed up considerably. I know shes right, I just don’t want to believe it. Asher starts going limp in my arms as his eyes droop down slowly.
“HEY! Hey No, no you have to stay awake for me. We getting you help ok just stay awake!” I shake him as his eyes snap open in pain, both pain and relief shoot through me.
“MOM!!!MOM HE’S NOT WAKING UP!!!”I shriek as he finally gives in despite me trying as I shake him desperately, begging him to open his beautiful eyes.
“were almost there, it’s right there just hang on.”She reply’s.
“Ashe come on get up! You were doing so good so get up please….please, come on just a little bit!”I beg through tears as mom swerves the car into the car park. Not bothering to find a spot as she stopped in front of the doors. I lift him out the car in my arms and sprint through the sliding doors.
“I NEED SOME HELP!!”I shout with all the strength I have left in me. Everyone in the building turns to look with shock before a doctor comes running to me with a rolling bed. With in second Ashers is taken from me and placed onto the bed by three doctors as they starts rolling him away but I follow close behind.
The pass through a door and I run after them it one of the doctors come up and stop me in my traces. I glares at him and try to get past but he’s bigger than he and pushes me back.
“Sir we can’t let you in there”he tries to explain as I keep fighting against him.
“No! Let me go please. Please let me see him.” I beg through my sobs as my Exhausted body slowly gives in knowing theres no way I can get past him.
“You friend is in good hands now I assure you. Can you tell me his name?”He questions and it takes me. Minute to comprehend his words.
“A-Asher. Asher Greyson.”I reply and he gives me a sympathetic sad smile.
“Ashers I good hands and we will dO everything we can for him.”He tells me. Mom and Lily come running up behind me. My moms hands gently touches my shoulder snapping me out of my daze. Then I finally break. I cry, I cling to my mom and I cry more than I have ever cried in my life. Not caring about the stares I get or the pitiful looks. I don’t care.
It’s been almost 5 hours. I stopped crying after I ran out of tears and my body begged for sleep, but I didn’t give into it. There has been no word about Asher, no update or information, for all I know he could be dying! Even if my breakdown is over the pain is still there, still very much there. My head is pounding from the injury when Ashers father knocked me out. Mom got a doctor to check on it and I have a concoction, but I don’t care at this point. I wait for another hour before the same doctor from before comes out the double doors Asher had escaped to.
“Uh Asher Greyson!?”he calls out and we all shoot to our feet.
“Yes, is everything ok? How is he?”Mom questions
“are you his mother?”
“godmother, now tell me”She snapped impatiently at him.
“very well. He’s doing okay, he should make it; he’s a very strong young boy. He had a considerable amount of blood loss. We managed to stop the internal bleeding; he has a punctured lung, two broken ribs, his wrist is fractured and other injuries I’m sure will be more easily discussed in private.”he explains.
“He just got out of surgery, you can go up and see him. He’s on the second floor room 309, but he won’t wake up for 14-16 hours.”with out another word I sprint past them knowing what I need to know. He’s going to be ok! he fucking going to be okay!!
My feet flew through the corridors effortlessly, all the pain I felt just diminished. I take the stairs when the lift takes to long and spring past door parter door till I come up to 309. I push past the door to come to small room. It’s plain with pastel blue walls and a single chair in the corner beside the bed. The bed that held Asher.
I feel like my breath got sucked out of me when I see him laying there. Hid skin is paler than milk, devoid of colour. His lips chapped and a tube in his mouth running down his throat as he lay so still under the thin covers in the hospital gowns. There is a bag of red blood and another of clear liquid hung up on a pole as the feed into his arms, and a big machine in the corner with a screen displaying his heart rate and a constant beeping noise.
I can see his bones under the cover showing just how skinny he is, although I knew it it still hurt to see him like that. I try to suppress the sobs rising in my throat. He going to be ok, just focus on that. He’s going to be ok.
I pull up the chair and sit down, my eyes never leaving him. Gently I take his small hand into mine and I can see his wrists bandaged up. He’s so cold, it’s like touching ice. I wrap my hands firmly around his trying to warm him up as I press a soft kiss on his smooth cold skin.
“Everything’s going to be ok.”Â
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