Jade West: Complicated
Chapter 11
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JADE'S POV
All eyes are on me, waiting for an answer. Beck is pulling me closer to him. His warmth is comforting, but not enough to ease the tension in the room. So I do the only thing I would ever do in a difficult situation.
Run.
Out of Tori's house, down the road and crossing it. Not looking out for anything because I am that stressed. I can hear my name being called and I know its Beck, but I don't stop for him, not for anyone. The next thing that happens is all a blur.
Bright lights, car horn, screaming and the next thing I know I am laying on the side of the road breathing unevenly, out of shock.
The voices around me are not familiar and I can hear someone crying. I hear loud footsteps and then a bunch of gasps. I finally let myself open my eyes, fearing what I may see.
I am right to fear it because what I see is the most horrendous image I have ever witnessed.
Beck.
He is lying on the ground, not moving. I can see a pool of blood on the road where he lay and that is enough to set me off in a burst of tears and sobs.
No, Beck, I love you. You're leaving me like this? No! You can't. Please get up, tell me you are alright. Kiss me. One last time, let me feel your soft warm lips on mine, so I can see the sparks flying. Don't go, not yet. What about our baby? What about us?
I get up to go and see Beck, I have to. He has to be alright. But before I can start walking, I feel a pair of arms wrap round me in a hug.
"Jadey! You're ok! But Beck, look at Beck." Cat breaks down in tears as she says Beck's name. I know he is like a big brother to her, that's why I never got jealous of anything Beck and Cat did, because I know they would never like each other that way.
I hug Cat back for a few seconds because I know she really needs comfort at this time. But immediately after I let go, I run over to Beck and I said his name over and over again, maybe so he could hear me. Each time I say his name, I grow more and more hysterical. He really can't leave me, not at a time like this. I grab his hand and tell myself never to let go until he wakes up.
I will badly hurt the person who was driving the car. I swear if I ever find out who they are, because they seem to have fled the scene. That makes it even worse that they are not guilty enough to even apologise. I will track them down and I will-
I am cut off by the sound of the sirens; someone must have called the ambulance.
I don't have time to check if Beck is even alive, because the paramedics jump out of the ambulance and Beck is quickly moved onto a stretcher.
"Excuse me, miss, but you will need to let go of his hand." The paramedic says, with a sympathetic look on his face. Did I ever mention I hate sympathy?
"No." I simply state.
"You don't really have a choice." He says sternly, the sympathy fading.
"I let this boy go once and it was the worse decision I ever made, there is no way in hell I am letting him go again!" I scream at him. He is in a hurry to get going but I am not letting go of Beck's hand.
"Well you can't come in the ambulance, you're not related." He is growing more impatient.
"I'm pregnant with his baby, I think that counts." I give him my death glare and if looks could kill he would be dead now.
"Just get in!" another paramedic says, eager to go to the hospital.
I smirk at the paramedic and follow Beck on his stretcher into the van.
My smirk fades when I see what they are starting to do to him.
"Clear!" someone shouts.
I can feel us being cut off from the sunlight, so I turn around to see that we are getting further away from my friends, who are shouting mine and Beck's name, and the doors are closing.
I turned to face Beck again and I take in his broken features. His bleeding nose, closed eyes, tan skin with a nasty looking scratch on his forehead, and his mouth cut open, but that didn't stop me wanting to kiss him there and then. Finally the one main thing settles down in my head.
Is he alive?
