Chapter 11
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I took little Lisa back to her home. Safe and sound. I could not believe she took off like she had. But I knew she was really upset about her father. I could understand why. So much was going on for her right now at this moment. I was about to leave Graceland when Vern greeted me there.

"Thank you, so much for bringing her home to us" he replies.

"How is Elvis?" I worry.

"He is resting. He had a mild heart attack. More will be told later" Vern replies softly. He hugs Lisa. "Ready to go see your daddy? He was asking about you! We did not tell him you took off" Vern tells Lisa.

"Sorry grandpa. I was upset. Miss. Jenna always makes me feel better. I went to see her. I know how to get to the bakery" she informs him.

"Would you like to see Elvis? I am sure he would like visitors" offers Vern.

"Me?! I am not family. I do not want to interfere. I would love to see him" I say softly. I was sure Linda was already at his side. Pampering him.

"Linda is not up there if that is what you are worried about. Linda and Elvis got in another fight. That was what triggered the heart attack" Vern informs me. I blink taken back by that. "Elvis was breaking up with Linda. She lied saying they were together. When in fact he had only agreed to talk to her. She lied at the party" he tells me.

Maybe Elvis did not want Linda after all? What was I thinking? He did not want me. I was a fool to believe he would. My heart fights back emotions I was feeling for Elvis inside of my heart.

I sigh. I so badly wanted to see him again. To make sure he was alright. No one needed me. Not at Graceland to cook. Or otherwise. No one needed me.

"Jenna?"

"Sorry" I say to Vern.

"He was asking for you" he mentions to me.

"He was?" I manage to speak out. Vern nods.

"You care for my son don't you?" he asks me.

I look away. Unable to speak now.

"I can tell he cares about you Jenna. Not like these ladies he picks these days. My son has been so lonely since Cilla left. Wanting affection in the wrong places. Somethings money just cannot buy him what he needs. He needs a true love. Like I had with my Gladys. Not a day goes by I do not miss her" mentions Vern. "Once you find that kind of love you hang onto it"

"I will go" I manage to say.

"Huh?"

"I will go see him" I agree.

I could not leave Elvis lying there in bed thinking no one cared for him. Battling things out on his own. He needed a friend. A true one. I could be that for him if nothing at all.

"Wonderful. He will be pleased. Charlie gassed up the car. He will bring it around the front" Vern promises us. I nod. Lisa hugs me by my leg. She was so little I could pick her up. She wraps her arms around my neck.

"Good to see you here Miss. Jenna. You did the right thing. Mr. E he was sure singing your praises about your cookin" Mary mentions to me as she comes in the room. She smiles.

Lisa hides her face in the crook of my neck as she clings to me. I rub her back trying to be of some comfort to her. I hug her close. I wanted kids I figured. Maybe one day. Lisa was sure a doll I came to love. She was a sweet little thing.

"I am nothing compared to you" I joke to Mary.

"Now Elvis does not brag on everyone. Take it as a compliment. I would" she says with a wink.

"Car is ready to go! Miss. Jenna! Hello!" Charlie greets me. I nod shyly.

"Come on ladies! Let's go see our boy!" Vern demands to us.

We follow Vern out to the car. Charlie helps us in a Rolls Royce. It was an expensive little car. I expected nothing but the best from Elvis. We all rode in silence as Charlie heads out of Graceland.

So Elvis had a heart attack? Linda had been right to worry about his eating patterns. Maybe now he would really listen. And take better care of himself. I could only hope he would. I had Lisa clinging to my side hugging me tight.

I place my arm around her shoulder. When we all arrive at the hospital there had been a large worried crowd that gathered to find out what was going on with Elvis.

I did not blame his fans for being worried about him. I helps Lisa get out. She wanted me to carry her in. So I did. Bodyguards met us at the car. Keeping the fans at bay.

We rush into the place because of all the fans and all the press around us. The press were trying to fire questions at us to get answers we did not yet have. We make our way in. A nurse was there to greet us. She leads us to Elvis room. She answered many of Vern's questions.

"Please only one at a time to see him. Then he needs his rest to get better" warns the nurse.

"You go on ahead. I am going to stop in the gift shop to get him something" I offer to the others.

"But Jenna, are you sure?" asks Vern. I nod.

"I will have my turn. You go check on him" I demand.

I head to the gift shop. So Lisa and Vern could have private time with Elvis. I look around the store. I pick out a card. A flower in a pot. I knew Elvis enjoyed to read. I was sure he was bored in the bed up there. I grabbed all the magazines' off the rack I could for him to have something to read. Then I go to pay for his gifts for him.

"Miss are you in connection with Mr. Presley? We saw you come in with Vernon?" someone asks me.

I have a camera flash suddenly right in my face. I blink from being blinded. After I had paid for my items I found myself surrounded by a large crowd in the shop.

"What is going on with Elvis?"

"Did he have a heart attack?"

"Is Elvis near death?"

"What can you tell us?"

"Who are you to Mr. Presley?"

So many questions were fired my way as I stand there stunned. Unable to move. I never dealt with this before. A fear washes over me. I look around for a way out. My heart hammers inside of me. I should not have left on my own accord.

"Jenna?" I hear someone calls out to me in the crowd. I look to see Charlie there. He waves to me. I wave back.

"Charlie! Help!" I cry out.

He makes his way over to me. With the bodyguards to. Suddenly Charlie scoops me up in his arms as I hold the bag of goodies for Elvis at my chest. He carries me out of the swarm of people.

My heart rushes with excitement. He moves fast. I hear a laughter burst out in the crowd at seeing Charlie carry me out. I had my free arm wrapped around his neck. He makes his way to an elevator to take us to Elvis room.

"You alright honey?" he laughs as he was out of breath.

"I am now" I giggle. "That was crazy" I sigh.

"You better not wander without a guard now. They know you know Elvis" warns a guard. I nod in agreement. We make our way to Elvis room. Vern comes out with Lisa.

He had a grave look on his face. He was so worried for Elvis. My heart hurts for him.

"Do you have a pen? I have a card we can all sign for him" I offer to them all. I dig the card out of the brown bag. Everyone signed the card for Elvis for me.

"That was mighty kind of you Jenna" mentions Vern. I nod.

"He is wanting to see you" Vern tells me.

I nod. I sigh deeply as I take the card from Joe. I close the card up after jotting down a little note for Elvis in it. Then head inside. I hear a heart monitor beeping at a steady speed there in the room.

Elvis lay there not moving. His normally perfect hair was now a perfect mess. He looked so pale. He rested his head on a fluffy white pillow. He had a ugly hospital gown on him. I hated to see him like this. I hated to wake him.

He needed that rest.

I decided to surprise him by leaving the little gifts there on the tray beside him where he would see it when he woke up. I lay it all out neatly for him to find. I was about to leave. I feel his hand touch mine suddenly.

"You came!" he whispers out to me.

I feel my hand shake as he takes his hand in mine futher. His fingers lace themselves with my own. I turn to face him. His beautiful blue eyes that were normally full of life, looked so sad and dull.

"Of course I did" I manage to speak out.

"I am so glad. I was afraid you never wanted to see me again" he says as he closes his eyes. He looked pained to see me.

I suddenly saw it. It was so clear. He cared for me. As I cared for him. I was pushing him away. I was hurting him deeply. I feel tears come. I wrap my arms gently around his neck. Pulling him close to me.

"I am so glad you are alive. Don't you ever scare me like that again! Do you hear me?" I demand to him as I feel his arms wrap around me.

His face nuzzles in the side of my neck. Causing a burst of warmth to flood in my whole body. My fingers roam in his fine black hair. Nothing but the sound of my own heartbeat was what I heard.

"Jenna?"

"Yes Elvis?" I ask.

"Why did you go? Really why?" he wants to know.

"I think you know" I manage to reply.

"Because you love me?" he wants to know.

"Because I love you and you don't love me. I had to let you go" I finally admit.

"Who is to say I did not love you?" he challenges me back. He pulls me back to look me in the eyes. Tears haunted his eyes for me. "I love you Jenna. Not Linda. When you told me to call her and make up with my ex that hurt. I know we shared a connection. I knew you were scared to face what we share. But damn it Jenna, you did not have to push me away. Not give me the choice to love you. You can't make me stop loving you!" he warns me harshly.

"I am sorry. So sorry. You are right. I was scared. Of not being the woman you need" I admit.

"You are the woman I want. You are everything I need. We grew close. We need each other. Question is will you have me?" he asks humbly to me.

"Yes"

"What?"

"Yes, I want you" I admit foolishly. A smile spreads over his face. I hold him close.

"Now I do have some other things to admit to you Jenna. Things I am not proud of. But I wanted you to hear them from me. Not from others" he warns me.

"Alright"

"I had been on powerful meds. I should not be on them. I was not eating well. We all know that. I had a heart attack because of my own foolishness. I had a hard time dealing with the divorce. My momma. My life was out of my hands. I am used to controlling things in my world. These were all things I could not keep in control of" he explains to me.

"Elvis, promise me something" I demand.

"Anything"

"Do not do that to yourself any more. Do not punish your body. Take care of you" I beg him. Tears come down my face. I could not help it. I feel his hand brush the tears from my cheek.

"I will try my best. I am only alive because of you. You give me hope. You and Lisa" he promises me. "I love you Jenna"

"Oh Elvis. I love you to! You and Lisa" I sniff as I take him in my arms and hold him close. My heart felt such joy and sadness all at one time. He had to get better. So we could have the life we dreamed of together. We deserved this happiness in life.