Chapter 10

I sat in Dominic's office, my head pounding and stomach turning. My hand had yet to stop bleeding and I refused to go to the doctor. I got up to change it every time I saw even a spot of blood on the gauze.

I typed out on my lab top about the dream. I had a hard time trying to control the mixed bag of emotions that boiled from my being. I didn't even want to see Dominic, or Leon and yet there I was in the one place I knew I would run into them.

Letty was in the shop working her private project. Mia and I were the only ones who knew about it. I heard the engine start up and the car pull off. I guess she figured everyone else would be there soon.

I stopped typing and lowered my head. The words spun and leaped from the screen. My stomach turned on itself and I rushed to the bathroom. When I stood and turned to the mirror, Leon stood behind me, his face heated and his balled fist to his side.

"Marriage?" He asked.

"What?" I murmured, barely able to see him.

"I thought you wanted to watch till marriage."

"What are you talking about?" I leaned against the sink and turned on the faucet.

"You and Dom."

"Leon. I have not slept with Dominic." I rinsed my mouth out and splashed cold water in my face.

"What the hell is that you're typing?"

"A dream Leon. A fucking nightmare. I woke up in a cold sweat and felt like shit afterwards." I shuffled my way back to the office and turned the screen so he could see the title of it. "See, dream number 156."

"Oh." I could tell he felt ashamed of his accusation. "I'm sorry emerald."

"No problem. If I thought you and Let were doing the same, I would have done like you, if not worse."

I closed the lab top and lowed my head down.

"Em? Baby, what's wrong?"

"Eh?" I hadn't lifted my head.

He picked up my wrapped hand and saw the blood that seeped through.

"How'd you do this?" He asked.

"I hit a mirror."

"When?"

"Last night."

"And it's still bleeding?"

"I guess. Can I go to sleep now?"

He picked me up and took me to his car. I placed me in the seat, bulked me up and closed the door. As he got in, Jesse and Dominic pulled in.

"What's up?" Jesse asked.

"I got go take Street to the hospital."

"For what?" Dominic asked.

"She cut her hand last night and it's still bleeding."

"Good luck getting her to stay." Jesse asked.

"Why?" Leon had sat down with his legs outside of the car.

"She'll go for a visit but she won't stay. She had surgery when she was ten and she woke up during the procedure. She hasn't gone to a doctor since."

"She's going today." Leon closed the door and pulled off.

"Why'd you do it Em?" Had both hands on the steering wheel.

"Cause I was confused. I didn't, I don't know what the dream means. It's like I can't stop thinking about it. It scared me."

"This happens all the time. I lose a girl to Dom." He sped up.

"Leon. You're not losing me to him. I love you." I rolled over to face him. "I couldn't see myself with anyone else."

"You what?"

"You heard me. I love you."

Leon stayed quiet. His then clenched jaw had relaxed. I could see his grip on the wheel loosen and he reduced his speed.

"I love you, too."

I tried to smile then but I couldn't. "Leon, pull over."

He didn't think twice. He pulled off to the right and rushed and got the door open in time. I was still trying to figure out what I had eaten that day to cause me to still be throwing up. He handed me a water bottle and I got the taste out of mouth. I closed the door and laid back.

"When exactly did you cut your hand?"

"About four this morning."

"That was eight hours ago. How the hell are you still awake?"

"I keep drinking water. Oh." I now knew why I was still puking.

"Oh what?"

"Nothing."

He pulled into UCLA Medical Center and carried me inside. They took me from him and into the ER. Panic began to grow and I started to fight against the nurses that were trying to help.

"Please miss. Lie still."

"No." I said. "Let me go. I'm alright."

"Miss, please?" They flashed a light in my eyes and took my blood pressure.

"Get a blood sample, find out what her blood type is and get her some now." The attending doctor said as he peeled away the gauze. "Get me the anesthetist now. She's still bleeding."

Two nurses held me down as another suck me with a needle in my arm. I stared at the light as my body grew tired. I gave up fighting and stared as the light dimmed to darkness.