Battling For His Life
Sophie's point of view
He took a bullet for me. He took a damn bullet for me. My whole being shook with nothing but dread. I still can't believe what has happened.
It could have been me in that ward, battling for my life or even dead, but he chose to take a bullet for me. Why?
And why did Liam want to kill me? He's the one who has wronged me, and I should want revenge on him, not the other way around.
Everything feels like a dream. A terrible nightmare. I desperately want to wake up from it.
My heart was pounding so hard against my chest that for a second, I thought it might burst out.
Nurses and doctors rushed in and out of the ward , and at this point, I thought I'd die.
If anything were to happen to Lucas because of me, then I won't be able to live with myself. He had to live no matter what.
I snapped my attention to the entrance to see a group of men in black rushing over to me, and in front of them were Max and Mason.
“What happened?”
Max was the first to ask, and at this point, I knew he hated me. It was the second time Lucas was fighting for his life, and I'm the cause of it.
“L-Liam shot him!”
I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't bring myself to tell them he took that bullet for me. I had no courage to even tell them the whole truth.
“I want you to search for that motherfucker and bring him to the basement dead or alive,”
Max’s voice is low and menacing. I felt a shiver running down my spine with nothing but fear. I could barely recognize him as the guy I saw smiling that day. He was more deadly than Lucas.
“And if you can't bring him here, better dig your own graves and bury yourself before I do.”
Mason added.
My heart was racing so hard against my chest that I could feel a sharp pain cutting through my chest.
“Black, make sure you send men to surround this hospital and make sure no suspicious person enters here,”
Max added. The group of men in black began walking out of the hospital ward.
“Are you okay?”
My eyes widened slightly at Max’s question. I didn't expect him to ask me that question, especially when he threatened me with death the other day.
“I__I'm okay.”
My voice is barely above a whisper, and tears kept streaming freely down my cheeks. Everything happened so fast at the same time, and I don't know how to process everything all at once. It was too overwhelming.
Mason pulled me into a tight embrace, and I burst into sobs. I hope Lucas doesn't lose his life because of me. If anything were to happen to him, I wouldn't be able to live with myself ever again.
He has suffered a lot in his life, and I didn't want him to go through any more pain, especially because of me.
“Lucas is a very strong man, nothing will happen to him,”
Mason tried to calm me down, but I couldn't no matter how much I wanted.
After hours of pacing across the corridor of the hospital ward, the door finally swung open, and a group of nurses and doctors stepped out of the ward.
I sprang to my feet and rushed over to them.
“How is Lucas?”
I'm trying hard to control my emotions. I hope nothing has happened to him. I can't think of anything happening to him at all.
“He is in critical condition. Unfortunately, the bullet has hit his heart, and we had to do a heart transplant, but he's still not responding. If he doesn't wake up in the next twenty-four hours, then I'm afraid there is nothing we can do.”
I froze. Even though my lungs were telling me that I'm breathing, my heart seemed to have stopped completely. The words kept ringing in my ears in loud echoes, and it was too much to bear. I couldn't bear it at all. I wish this were some kind of a dream or nightmare. It couldn't be true.
“Doctor, if you can't save Lucas, then know I'm going to fucking kill you and all your team,”
Max threatened. He's trying to hide his pain behind that tough facade, but it didn't work.
“We will try everything we can to save him,”
The doctor said, her voice barely above a whisper. It was clear that they had no other option if he didn't wake up in the past twenty-four hours.
“Don't fucking try. Make sure you save his life at any cost,”
Mason said, his jaws clenched, and he was trying to control his emotions.
I swear if anything happens to Lucas, then I have no reason to keep on living. I can't live with myself knowing that I was the reason why he lost his life.
And Liam, he has hurt me more than I deserved, and now he is trying to kill me. What more does he want from me? I've suffered a lot because of him.
Unable to bear the pain, I rushed to one of the bathrooms.
I shut the door and leaned against it, bursting into sobs, and my body shook with each sob I let out.
My top was now drenched with my tears, but that was the least of my problems right now.
“Look at you, crying for that jerk?”
I lifted my head when I heard Liam’s voice. My eyes widened to see him leaning against the wall by the sink, with a smirk on his face.
I sprang to my feet, walking over to him.
“Who do you think you are, Liam?”
My voice is shaking with the sobs I'm trying to hold and the rage coursing through me.
“I'm your worst nightmare, Sophie. I'm going to show you what happens when you mess with me.”