A/N: OKAY, SO, AS YOU CAN PROBABLY TELL, I HAVE DECIDED TO FINISH THIS STORY

A/n: OKAY, SO, AS YOU CAN PROBABLY TELL, I HAVE DECIDED TO FINISH THIS STORY. ONLY BECAUSE I LIKE IT, AND I WANT TO EXPERIMENT AND SEE WHERE IT TAKES ME, SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW AS SOON AS YOU FINISH READING. MUCH THANKS.

CHAPTER FOUR

GET BACK

Sirens sounded in front of Tyler as the huge, white ambulance came to take Nora away from him. That's exactly how he felt. Like she was being taken away from him. His new, improved life was slipping away faster than it had come. All because of Brett, and his stupid accomplice. Tyler felt like punching something, if not someone.

"T-Tyler," Nora croaked, beckoning him to her side.

"Hey, Baby," he said, trying his best to smile as he gazed down at his girlfriend, like he'd never wanted to see her before- stretched out on a gurney, pale and lifeless. "Can I get you something?"

"No thanks," she answered, shaking her head weakly. "I just need… need…" She let the sentence trail off.

Tyler fidgeted. "Need what, Nora?" he demanded, grabbing her hand gently.

"Need… you…" she continued. "To… talk…to Jonathan."

Tyler grimaced, but nodded anyway. Whatever it took. Whatever she wanted. "Sure, Baby. I'll be at the hospital in about an hour, then. How does that sound?"

She smiled faintly. "I love you, Tyler Gage."

Random. "Love you too, Nora. See you in a bit. I'll talk to Jonathan for you." Sure, we'll talk. he thought bitterly. Jonathan's gonna get a mouthful from me. "Are you… are you sure you'll be okay?"

Nora giggled, despite the awful situation. "Tyler, I'll be fine."

He nodded again, reassuring himself more than her. "See you in a little while," he repeated, kissing her forehead gently as the paramedics lifted her into the back of the ambulance.

"Love you," she mouthed once again, blowing him a kiss. Tyler simply nodded. This was going to be a long day.

SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU SU

Ugh. Why did she want me to talk to him? I'd rather just kill him and get it over with, Tyler thought, shifting his weight from foot to foot as he stood outside of Nora's apartment.

"Gage," Jonathan said smugly, opening the bolted door. Tyler clenched his fist. "Can I help you?"

"I… ummm…." Tyler paused, trying to regain his composure. It wasn't that he had a problem knocking the light out of this guy- after what he'd done to Nora, Tyler was about ready to snap his neck- but he didn't want to hurt her. And he knew that she never pushed violence. So for Nora, Tyler would try his very best to behave.

"I don't have all day, you know," he pointed out, tapping his foot annoyingly. Tyler gritted his teeth.

"N-Nora… her mom. Is she home?" he stuttered.

Jonathan nodded. "Probably. Anything else?"

"Can I speak with her?" Tyler asked, more a command than a question.

Jonathan shrugged, calling for her. "You funeral," he muttered, walking away from the unfinished sentence.

"Tyler," she said, her eyes sparkling. "What brings you here?"

"It's Nora," he said carefully. "She's been… in an accident. I think… I think she wants to see you."

"I-I don't understand," the short, petite woman vented. "What do you mean an accident?"

Tyler grimaced. He didn't want to say it the first time. "I… She…" Tyler almost slipped up and told her about Jonathan, because he probably deserved it, but he knew that Nora would want to tell her herself, if she was planning on it. "Just… come. Please. For… Nora."

She smiled. "Thank you Tyler."

"For what?"

"For loving my daughter. There's no way I'd trust her to anyone else."

A/N: Okay. There's a little short chapter. That's all you get for now. : REVIEW! If I get at least… three reviews, I'll think about finishing the story. Maybe. Kay, thanks, bye!