Thank you all so much for such positive feedback! The story had been in my head so long that at 1 am last night I just had to write it, so I was a bit nervous that's why is wasn't so long and could have been worded better! So without further ado, her is Chapter 2 (Omg that rhymed lol!))
Christians Pov:
As Ana lay limp and pale in my arms panic surged thru me, I wanted to drive her to the hospital myself god damn it! Where where the cops, the ambulance time moved in slow motion. I tried to pack the bleeding. I hear a struggle between Leila and Taylor. He had tackled her soon after she shot. But that all seemed a million miles away. I held onto Ana for dear life, because her life and mine hung in the balance. If I lost her that would be it I would be done. I learned once I couldn't live without her and I don't know how I would manage. After what feels like a eternity but by the clock was about 10 minutes, the police and ambulance arrived. As the paramedics took Ana I couldn't let her go.
"Sir, we need to take her I promise she is in good hands." The man said forcibly yanking her from me. If I wasn't so distraught I would have fought more. This is my fault this is all my fucking fault, Goddamn it Grey! You should have came up with her. You should have tackled Leila as soon as you got the chance, that bullet should have been for me. I watched as they took Leila away in handcuffs, and that imaged made me feel better, but nothing could fill the hole I was feeling. The police sat me down to take a statement. As much as I tried I couldn't keep my composure. Fighting tears I told them how Leila had been stalking us, and how my security team was handling the situation. How I had planned to take Ana to dinner and she had went to her apartment to get something and how she didn't come down worried I called no answer then Taylor and I both sorta knew and that what we walked into Ana at gun point. As I talked to the officer my mind was miles away with Ana, was she ok, was coding, was she in surgery, did she need blood, liver , kidney ? I was so outta my element. I had to be with her I don't care how I just had to be!
"Sir, would you like us to press charges for stalking and the breaking and enter?" the cop said sensing my anxiousness and fury, I imaged he got this reaction a lot. At the beginning of this whole process, I would have never wanted to press criminal charges against Leila. I wanted to help her. But now, i wanted to see her locked up and I was gonna throw away the key.
"Absolutely. Now is there anyway we can finish this later. I have to be with my girlfriend." That word didn't feel right,girlfriend, Ana was so much more. Girlfriends are simple common. What Ana meant to me was so much more then that. I loved her ,felt like I couldn't breathe with out her and now all that hung in the balance. I could loose her and theirs not a damn thing I can do about it. Taking the car I drove to the hospital faster then ever before. In my rush I left Taylor at Ana's. Fuck it he understood. I ran into the ER in a daze and I went to the woman at the desk.
"My girlfriend Anastasia Steele was just shot, where is she?" I said so sternly. I meant business. The woman typed so quickly I was slightly impressed.
"Sir, we aren't aloud to disclose patient information and unless your her father, you aren't an emergency contact." the woman said sheepishly . I stormed off going outside I began to scream. Loudly not caring. I began punching a brick wall till my knuckles where severely bloody. I had to know, if she was OK. I could be loosing her right now and just cause my name isn't on a list I didn't get the right to know. I feel to the ground crying, and not tiny tears, a loud howling cry. I couldn't breathe. Just then a female doctor came.
"Sir, is there something I can do?" she asked with empathy. If she was flirting, which most woman do, I couldn't tell or care.
"Page Dr Trevelyan." I said catching my breathe.
"Sir she isn't on duty today."
"I don't give a single fuck fucking page her, or I'll buy this god damn hospital just to fire your ass." I said I was in a state of panic, shock. I never lost my cool but my Ana might be dying I was in serious CODE RED.
10 minutes later my mother arrived and I finally felt a small amount of hope.
"Christian, what's going ?" my mother said. Her faced lined with worry. I was still trying to catch my breathe, from my fit of hysterics.
"Its Ana, she was shot. A crazy ex-girlfriend of mine stalked her and broke into her apartment and shot her. And they won't tell me a goddamn thing." I said feeling the hurt and anger and unjust seep thru my voice letting more tears escape. God I've never cried this much ever. A part of my brain told me to keep it together, and another was in total shock and had yet to process everything. Rather then comfort me my mother knew what I needed most.
"I'll see what I can find out." she said squeezing my arm and leaving me. I was alone, and I wondered if I was always gonna have to be alone?
