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Chapter 7
Donna's body was being carried on a stretcher and I was beside myself. I wanted nothing more than to wake up from this nightmare but I had to accept that it was my reality. A lady tried to take me to the ambulance to look at my wounds but I was so focused on Donna I didn't care. I ran to where Donna was but she was just lying on the floor with blood dripping from her head.
"Donna! Donna!", I screamed but the people held me back. "Let me go! I gotta see her, let me go! Donna!", I fought to get away but it was inevitable. I heard the sounds of motorcycles and a car screech from stomping on the breaks too hard. I saw that it was Jax, Chibs, Clay and Opie.
"Donna? Donna? Donna!", Opie yelled and ran to her. I started to feel light headed but I tried my best to hold myself up. I knew I lost a lot of blood myself, and my body was starting to feel numb. Is this what Donna felt before she died? My legs started to feel wobbly and I exhaled sharply. I heard more motorcycles in the distance and my throat began to burn.
"Miss? Miss?", an EMT asked me. Two other people held me up and they were inspecting my wounds.
"Donna" I breathed and my legs finally gave out. I fell to the floor and the EMT's started screaming at each other to get me off the floor and into the ambulance. Chibbs and Juice rushed to me in a panic but they were stopped by the EMT's.
"She's unstable, we have to take her to the hospital ASAP", someone said.
"It's okay Juicy boy, let 'em do their jobs. We'll go over there to be wit' her." I could hear that was Chibbs because of his Irish accent.
Everything stopped and I slipped into the darkness of my subconscious. As I was asleep, I had a dream of the incident. Donna and I were laughing like we always were, and she turned up the radio louder because our song confessions by Usher came on. We were singing together verse by verse and dancing. I was singing the tune and Donna seemed unsettled and looked at me.
"I think that someone is following us…you see that black SUV? He's been behind us for about 5 minutes now…should I call Jax?"
"No…no lets let this play out," I told her and kept a close eye on the car behind us. We got to a stop sign and Donna looked extremely tense. "Don-" I stated and suddenly the glass window in the back broke and shots rang out. "Get down!", I yelled and covered Donna so that she wouldn't get hurt. I felt a huge pain in my head and everything began to blur.
"Caroline! Caroline!", I heard Donna scream in horror. I smiled at her and closed my eyes; I this is how it should be. I'm glad I could save my best friend. Everything turned black and suddenly I was in a funeral home filled with family and friends. I walked inside but no one seemed to notice that I was there. I saw Donna crying and Opie holding her tightly, and Jax tearing up. Juice was on the stand and he looked choked up.
"I hadn't known Caroline l very long. We've been dating for about a month and a half, but something about her caught my eye. It wasn't her beauty, even though she was the most beautiful girl that I had ever laid my eyes on…it was her heart and her personality. She was funny, loving, sweet, witty…I know we hadn't known each other for very long but I loved her more than anyone. I knew that she had my back even if everyone else turned theirs on me, and I've never shared that with a woman before. I just…I wish I could hold her one more time…", he trailed off and had to step away for a few seconds because he was too emotional. I walked up to him but he couldn't see or hear me, it was torture. I walked outside and saw that Clay and Tig were talking amongst themselves.
"…I didn't see any witnesses Clay, but I swear if I knew it was her I wouldn't have shot. I loved that little girl, she was like a kid to me", Tig looked saddened and I furrowed my brows. Was Tig talking about me?
"Even if there wasn't any witnesses, you killed Caroline instead of Opie, and that wasn't the plan! Now we gotta cover up this shit!", Clay hissed and my heart dropped. Tig was the killer. Why? Was it because Stahl set up Ope to be the rat? Tig went inside and looked at my casket with remorse. He placed a white rose on my casket and stroked it gently.
"I'm sorry kid. I'm so sorry", he cried. "You and Donna weren't supposed to be in there. Opie was", he murmured. I gasped and opened my eyes quickly, jolting myself up. I saw that I was in a hospital bed and I had bandages wrapped around my shoulder and chest area. It was just a dream, but what did it mean? I looked around the room and saw Juice sleeping in a chair beside me holding my hand. He was snoring loudly and I laughed to myself, I never notice how loud he snores until I'm awake listening to him. Tara walked in and saw that I was awake and pressed her lips together into a tiny smile.
"You feeling okay? Nausea? Head ache?", she asked and I shook my head.
"No I'm good, thank you", I replied and she looked at me funny.
"You're not gunna threaten or insult me?"
"No Tara…I just witnessed my best friend get killed right in front of me. I'm not in the mood to insult or threaten you, so thank you for taking care of me. I know Jax probably asked you to keep an eye on me."
She looked at me with sympathy and nodded her head. "You're welcome. And if you need to talk to someone…I'll listen", she stated and walked off. I smiled to myself, she really has changed since she was 18. Before she was hot headed and stubborn just like me, which is why we never got along very well. Juice slowly opened his eyes and saw that I was awake. He peeked up instantly and squeezed my hand tighter.
"Hi Juicy…", I whispered and he looked like he wanted to cry. A tear fell down from his face and he buried his face in my (non-wounded) shoulder. He exhaled shakily and just held me tight.
"I thought I was going to lose you. They kept saying how much blood you lost and I got so scared", he murmured and cried harder. I kissed him on his forehead and snuggled my head on top of his.
"I'm okay baby, I'm okay", I cooed and we relaxed in each other's arms.
"I couldn't save her Juice. I watched her die, I tried to push her out of the way but I was too late."
"It's not your fault. You didn't know that your car was going to be shot up. None of us did, don't beat yourself up about it."
"I know it's wishful thinking but…why her? She was a hard working mother who was an amazing person, who would want to kill her?"
"I don't know babe, but we're gunna find out and I'm gunna give them hell. I promise.", he said in anger. I could tell that he was angry about the whole situation. Jax walked in and he smirked at me when he saw that I was awake.
"Hey Juice, can I talk to her for a minute?" He asked and Juice nodded. He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and walked off.
"Hey Munch. How ya feelin'?"
"Okay…I didn't wanna ask Juice since he looked pretty shaken up, but are there any leads to who did this?"
"Well, your dad seems to thing that the niners had something to do with it because he went to a niners bar and gunned down everyone there. He demanded to speak to Leroy. Crazy bastard just had Half Sac with him and went guns blazing. But Leroy said niners had nothing to do with it and we believe him. Do you remember anything?"
I sighed and shook my head. "Not a damn thing. I just saw a person holding a gun in the rear view mirror and tried to warn Donna but it was too late. Everything was a blur after that…" I said and trailed off. Jax furrowed his eyebrows and looked down slightly. Well, you've been out for a few days…the funeral is today. The doctor says you should stay-"
"I'm going. With or without permission from the doctor, I wouldn't miss it for the world."
Jax sighed and shook his head. "It's not your fault Munch. You couldn't have done anything, don't blame yourself."
"How can I not? I should be the one in the ground, not her-"
"Do you know how much you mean to everyone? That idiot loves the ground you walk on, and we all adore the shit out of you. It was a mistake Care, but it wouldn't be better if you were dead. Don't say that." He lectured me and I began to cry. I didn't want to face the fact that she was dead but in my heart I knew I had to.
"Jax it hurts so much…it's like losing a sister", I sobbed and tried to catch my breath.
"She loved you Care. She wouldn't want to see you in this much suffering, she would want to see you happy. Don't you think you both deserve that? Happiness?"
I sniffled and nodded my head. He gave me a hug and held me for a few seconds.
"It's gunna be alright Munch. We're all here for you", he whispered and I smiled lightly.
"Thanks Jackie. I appreciate it", I whispered and Tara came in.
"Let's get you to the funeral." She stated and handed me release form papers.
I signed the papers and I tried to get up but my shoulder felt like it was on fire. I whimpered in pain and Tara inspected it.
"I'll get some pain medication, hopefully that will subside the pain enough so it will be bearable."
"Thank you doc", I smiled at her and she walked off.
I wondered what Donna would have done in my predicament. Would she be able to move on after if I died that night? I clenched my fist and sat there in anger. I swore to myself and Donna that I would find whoever did this to her and make them pay. With their life.
