I wanted to take a moment and address this story. I just got back from seeing my fiancee for the 1st and perhaps last time this year due to his military career and my school schedule so that's why this story has been updated. That being said, I've decided to begin to end this story. I considered just leaving this story due to the negative feedback, but I knew it wasn't fair to all of you who have been so positive and so supportive since I posted chapter 1 and 1 am cause I couldn't sleep if I didn't get it out lol. So to all of you who have always left positive comments and followed this story THANK YOU! You guys are the reason " Shots Fired" is where it is! So without further ado here is chapter 11!
Ana's Pov
Waking up I was confused. Where was I? Why do I feel like I got hit by a mac-truck? Within seconds it all came flooding back to me. Turning to my side I saw it was 6 am. Grabbing my phone I saw I had numerous phone calls from Kate. Decided I should call her back to ease her worry, and I was lonely and bored as hell. On the 2nd ring she answered.
"Ana?" she asked obviously she had been sobbing, I felt guilty. Then again it wasn't like it was my fault!
"You bet your ass!" I laughed feeling my stitches pull, so I placed my hand on my stomach to ease the pain.
"Jesus Ana, you have us scared shit less! Christian had called and just," she went silent obviously flustered, "what happened?" she sighed. Taking a deep shaky breathe I told her everything. From her stalking to finding her in the apartment to the surgery to the other surgery.
"O my god Ana" I heard her say pity filling her voice. I knew it was going to be getting a lot of that and no matter how uncomfortable that made me I knew I was going to have to adjust. "I'm gonna get on the next flight home." she said in her typically determined manor.
"Kate, don't you dare! Enjoy your vacation! Trust me I'd much rather be where you are." I'd feel awful if she cut her time short because of me.
"Ana are you sure?" she asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Of course!"
"Okay hey I gotta go. Get better call me tomorrow ok? Promise!"
"Promise." and with that I hung up. Feeling alone once more I pushed the button for more pain med's. Before I drifted off into a beautiful drug fueled sleep I shot my dad a text asking when him and Christian where coming and if he could bring me a few of my books. I knew Christian would know my favorites so I felt no need to specify. Just then my phone rang. Seeing it was Christian, I answered. Last night felt like a lifetime ago.
"Hi" I said beginning to feel the pain med's starting to take the edge off.
"Ana," he said almost shocked, for lack of a better term. Like he was expecting my voicemail or something.
"That's me" I chuckled and now didn't feel the need to hold onto my incision sight.
"Are you okay" I knew for Christian that question held so many double meanings. Although he had quite an intimidating presences, I saw thru that and saw how vulnerable he truly was.
"I will be." I was much better then last night, most of the immediate shock had worn off. I wanted my dad and Christian here. But something was different, I didn't feel like the me I was yesterday. Today I look back and wish I could be that girl again. I felt like I had aged 10 years since then. "Look I'm sorry about last night. The shock of it all hit me. And in all honesty you seemed like you weren't there like you where a million miles away." I had grown blunt. Life was to damn short after all. The silence on the other end of the line lasted for quite some time. Just then the nurse came in and she gave me a good reason to get off this really awkward phone call. "Look the nurse is here, I hope you can come by today. I love you." and I hung up before he could keep me any longer. I think this whole experience taught me how valuable time was and if Christian wasn't going to move on from this whole ordeal, I feared in my gut I'd have to leave him. I was in such a hurry to put the whole ordeal behind me and if he wasn't going to support me and not look at me like some delicate little flower I couldn't handle it.
Ray's Pov
Walking into the kitchen, I saw Grey dressed and reading some file. "Ya working today?" I inquired because he was wearing some fancy 3 piece suit. Is this guy seriously going to work? I knew he was some big shot but damn you can't take one day off? The curiosity of what great love he was going to choose, his job or Annie.
"I have a teleconference I can't get out of so last minute. But after that I'm going to the hospital, that is if she wants me their..." he trails off. Jesus, I'm so gad damn tired of all this emotions. It was just similar when Annie was single and I was on my boat. Sitting next to him I felt obligated to ask.
"What's going on with ya?"
"Last night Ana got upset with me. Then I called her this morning and she just.. I'm afraid I'll screw it up with her and I'm gonna loose her." He loved my daughter anyone in their right mind could see that.
"Look, Annie loves ya. I could tell ya that and I've seen y'all together twice! Relax okay. She is in a delicate place right now and we all gotta respect that. Just focus on her and y'all being together will come much easier. " Just then he phone started beeping.
"Its that meeting. Taylor will take you to the hospital. Tell Ana I'll be coming later, hopefully it won't take long." and just like that he was gone. That guy was something else. In some ways I saw what Annie saw in him and in others I had no idea. Seeing Taylor at the door I walked his way and we bot got into the elevator.
"Is Grey always so invested with his girlfriends?" I asked Taylor. I related to Taylor. He was a real guys guy, and he had a daughter so he totally got what I was going thru. Taylor cracked a very large outta place smile.
"Not at all, just Ms Steele." that put my mind at ease, all that special talk was true. Well good, Annie deserved special damn it.
Arriving at the hospital I made a b-line right to Annie's room. Walking in, it was clear she had just woken up. And the big smile that graced her face took every last bit of tension I was holding on and melted it. I was an emotional man but I was damn near tears. Again all these emotions are running to damn high for my liking.
"Hi daddy!" Annie exclaimed and opened her arms for hug which I more then happily gave her.
"Jesus Annie," I chuckled taking a seat. "Your boyfriends loosing his mind and too be honest I'm starting to feel like I'm on those mushy talk shows your mom always watched where they are all talking about their emotions and shit." Annie smiled but I could see she was flustered. "Whats going on?" I asked taking her hand.
"I just wanna put this behind me. But Christian, he is taking this harder then me I think. I mean I feel like he is afraid to be around me or something. I mean I don't wanna be wrapped in bubble wrap my whole life."
"Honestly Annie, I'm considering wrapping you up." I joked and she smiled which was what she needed to do. "What are you gonna do?"
"Dad I can't be with him if he won't move on. This whole thing was traumatic enough that I don't need him to keep reliving it because he wants to take overly dramatic measures." and I was so focused on my daughter I hardly notice when Christian walked in. Her face turned crimson, and her palms got sweaty and I took my hand back. "Dad can I talk to Christian alone?" she asked and she displayed sure a level of maturity I was proud to call her my daughter. Rising to my feet I gave her a kiss on the cheek and whispered
"Give him hell." and walking out I patted Grey on the shoulder. Walking out leaving them alone.
