I have a few lovely guest reviewers who feel the need to speak out about how I misled them into thinking it is a Bella and Edward story. And since they are not signed in, this is the only way I can go about answering them. Supporting characters are very important to me, especially when writing in first person. So yes, there are many chapters with different POVs. It's not like a movie or a tv show where you can SEE what is going on with the characters. I write the scene how I see fit. It's my story, I can do that. If you do not like it, there is this lovely little x in the corner. Do you see it? Great. Move your mouse over it and left click. My story will magically disappear. Isn't that neat? I am not trying to be a BitterHarpy (see what I did there) but I don't get compensation for this. I do it for free and I am honored that people are reading it, but I don't get paid to deal with petty bullshit. If you have a legitimate complaint, have at it, but sign in or I won't take you seriously (unless you are JA or DICTAKADD or anyone from my group). If you just want to bitch because the story is not going like you think it should, go write your own so you can deal with people like you. Thanks and have a nice day.
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For all of you who are respectfully protesting and loving this story, let the drama begin!
Book Three, Part Twenty One - Look Out!
BPOV
The Pit was chaos when we got there. Nurses and interns were gathering up supplies, setting up trauma beds, and manning the phones. Brandon was shouting out orders, as was Emmett. I caught James' eyes and he looked worried. I made my way over there, Edward following me closely.
"What happened?" I asked him.
I smiled at Leah off in the distance but she averted her eyes and scurried off.
"Shooting at Peninsula Community College. All hands on deck. So far we have six victims incoming but more have just been found. Shooter had a semi-automatic weapon and they still haven't found him."
"Damn." I heard Edward mutter.
"How far out?" I asked.
"Ten minutes."
"Okay, so why don't you tell me why Leah is avoiding me." I said.
Now he averted his eyes.
I hit him in his chest.
"Ow! Shit Bella!" He complained, rubbing his chest.
"Answer me, Damnit!" I scolded.
"I went to see her a few nights ago, just to talk. I told her how I felt and then I said that she could take all the time she needed to decide if she wanted me." He explained.
"Okay but that doesn't explain why she doesn't want to talk to me."
"Isn't she your sister?" Edward interjected. James and I both whirled around to face him. Edward took a step back. "I mean, wouldn't she find it, I don't know, slightly weird to date the man her sister was with for fifteen years? Just a guess."
"Huh." I said. "Well, that won't do. I will talk to her, put in a good word for you." I told James.
"Thanks Bella, you are the best ex-girlfriend ever." He teased.
I laughed.
"She is, isn't she?" Edward asked.
We both looked at him again.
"Tough crowd." He joked.
I smiled at him and nudged him with my hip.
"Okay folks, Look alive!" Brandon yelled.
We all rushed into motion. James, Edward and I were on point. As the attendings we were the go to people for questions. I took the first ambulance pulling up.
"What've we got?" I asked.
"19 year old female, multiple gunshots hitting the torso, leg and head. She coded en route and we had to bring her back. BP is 70 over 35, pulse is 32. Has not gained consciousness since we found her."
"Okay everyone, shotgun! Adams, call down and get me four pints of O neg, Bonner, get CT down here now! I need to know what those bullets hit." I examined her head wound and then looked for Edward. "Edward, you busy?" I asked.
He met my eyes and shot me an incredulous look.
Okay, so that was a stupid question.
He said something to Dr. Torres and tore off his gloves and disposing of them before coming over to me.
"What do you have?" He asked then looked at the patient.
"Oh wow." He said.
"I know, I think it might have hit the midline."
"God, I hope not. You getting a CT?"
"Yeah."
"Okay let me know what you find out and if you need help with the surgery." He said before squeezing my arm and rushing off to help someone else. I looked down at my arm that was still tingling.
God I was still hot for that man…
"Okay take her up, get a full workup and report back to me. Once I have all the information, I will go speak to her family." I told Adams. He nodded and wheeled the patient off.
I walked to the waiting room twenty minutes later. There were so many people. I sent a prayer up thanking God that it wasn't A.J.'s school. Of course she wasn't in school; she was at work….here. I made a mental note to have James or Edward check on her.
"Mr. and Mrs. Cochran?" I called out.
A woman's head popped up and she bolted towards me, the man following closely behind her.
"How is Lucy?" She asked.
I looked at the crowd.
"Come with me, please."
They followed me to a quieter hallway.
"Okay, Lucy is in critical condition. She was shot four times; once in her leg, once in her chest, once in her abdomen and once in her head."
Mrs. Cochran gasped and looked faint.
"We are going into surgery now."
"Can we see her first?" Mr. Cochran asked.
"I'm sorry she is already being prepped. Go up to the third floor waiting room. It is quieter than down here. I will have someone update you as often as possible."
Mrs. Cochran started crying.
"I know how hard this must be. I have a daughter and if she…We have the best surgeons working on her." I said. "I'm sorry but I have to ask. Did you know she was pregnant?" I asked.
The shocked looks at their face told me no.
"She…oh my god. Is the baby…"
"I don't know. She is still pregnant at this point but I can't say I know how that is going to turn out. I really have to go now. I will have someone speak with you soon."
I rushed off into surgery, praying I could save Lucy. I didn't want to even think of the alternative for those parents.
***ICUY***
"How is her pressure?" I asked Adams.
"Steady." He said.
"This woman is like swiss cheese." Rose observed, trying to extract the bullet near the heart. "It is right by the aorta. And I was hoping for simple."
"There is nothing simple about this. I mean, you go about your day and then someone shoots you and why? This world is one fucked up place."
"It sure is."
I briefly let my eyes fall on Edward, who had just walked in.
"What's the body count?" I asked.
"We have seen seventeen victims and so far six are in surgery, four more just got out, two have mild injuries and five have died. How are you all doing here?"
"Hoping to not make it six." I murmured, finding the bullet and carefully trying to extract it. I got the pick ups around it and slowly took it out. I triumphantly dropped the bullet into the metal bin Bokie lifted up for me.
"There!" I said.
"How big of a mess is it in there?"
"Not as bad as I originally thought. She is probably going to have to have some rehabilitation but not many long term effects. If you want to be shot in the head, this is where the bullet needs to land." I stared closing up. "How is it on your end, Dr. Torres?"
"It hit the muscle so she will probably always have a limp. Sucks." She said.
"Jasper?"
"Bullet missed the uterus, instead it hit the spleen. I took it out so you didn't have to bother General. You can thank me later for being such a fine surgeon." He teased.
"The baby?" I asked.
"There's a baby?" Edward asked me.
I nodded.
"Surprisingly stable. She is only about thirteen weeks but everything seems fine."
"Good. She just might come out of this with very few problems. Great work!"
Edward was looking at something over my head. I followed his glance and saw A.J. who was watching.
"I should really stop her from going up there." I surmised.
"She is at home here." Edward said.
"Yes, she is."
A sudden beeping snapped my attention back to Lucy. Rose was frantically working.
"What happened?"
"Bullet slipped and I snipped an artery." She said.
Oh shit.
I handed off my instruments to Bokie and went to help. Edward did as well. I suctioned while he sopped up the excess blood with sponges as Rose worked.
"Okay…there we go. Perfect." She said.
We all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mom, Dad! Look out!" We all glanced up at A.J. and then the window connecting the scrub room to the surgical room shattered.
Standing there was a young man, probably no more than twenty. He was bloody and shaking…
And he was holding a gun…
I love rec's. LOVE THEM! So I asked my wonderful group ladies what they were reading this week. Here is a couple of them that I started last night.
Twilight Empire by Ariel Riddle. It has a Roman setting with an Edward that is much more deplorable than mine. Seems well written with a Bella with a backbone made of steel. It only has 90 reviews and deserves much more. So run over there and read and review!
Symphony of Bad Notes by . I have only read like two paragraphs but I can tell this is going to a great ride, in more ways than one.
