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Brax's POV
"Nat you home?!" I called banging on the front door of Nat's apartment. After several time of calling her name and banging on the door I peered through the window. "Shit." I exclaimed. The front door was unlocked so I rushed in. I quickly put pressure on the gun shot.
"Natalie can you hear me?" I asked while my phone was ringing triple zero. "Ambulance, please." I said to the other end of the phone line. I said trying not sound too worried even though I was. Who would want to her Nat? "A woman has been shot. She's about thirty years old, I think.
I stayed with Natalie until the ambulances along with several cop cars came. "Long time, no see, Brax." Officer Watson said smiling. "Hey, Georgie." Brax replied with a cheeky grin, one that he shot at every female officer her had met in the past. "Brax? It wasn't you that shot Natalie was it?" I was suddenly furious. "You seriously think it was me? After everything with Charlie, you think that I would do that to someone. You think I would want to see anyone lying there, bleeding to death? It wasn't me." "Brax, still need to come down to the station anyway, to make a statement." "Yea, alright but can I do it later?" "Brax now would be good." "Can I just see the paramedics first?" "Sure thing" I walked over to the ambulance where the paramedics were just about ready to go. "How is she?" I asked the short female paramedic. "Well we don't know yet Mr Braxton. Once you're finished at the police station. Come down to the hospital." I nodded before hopping in my ute and following the police down to the station.
"Thank-you for your time Braxton. If you know any more please don't hesitate to let us know." I nodded and hurried out the station. Being in the station it sent shivers up and down my spine. I hated being there. I walked out past Charlie's old office. But instead of having her name on the sign it had a new sergeant. It wasn't fair. She should be sitting in there right now. In her sexy blue uniform. Now I could lose Natalie as well and that would just be unbearable.
I pulled up in my new black, shiny ute and went straight to ER. "Hi, I' looking for Natalie Davisson, she was brought in about an hour ago? I said to the girl at the reception desk. "She's in theatre. Are you any relation?" "No, I'm a friend though. I know her family and they wanted me to be here with her since they are overseas on a family trip." The nurse seemed to buy his story so he was let through to the waiting room.
The waiting room is boring. Really boring. Although they have a TV and a PlayStation along with magazine there is nothing to do. It was three hours of three hours of torture Sid, the doctor finally came. "Brax, Nat's doing fine. Mind you there is going to be a long road ahead. She's in recovery and if you'd like to follow me through, you can now see her." "Thank god and thank you to Sid." I followed Sid around through to recovery. Nurses were all still attending to her but she looked ok. "Brax?" Natalie croaked. "I'm here Nat." I smiled walking toward her. "Hey." Nat said with a tiny smile. "How are you feeling?" "Like I've been shot, a thousand times." She tried to sit up but she winced in pain. "Nat don't move." I encourage not wanting her to move. "Do you know who did this?" I ask. "Yeah, I do. But don't worry Brax." "Who was it? Was it from the guy with the notes?" "My ex-boyfriend. He was the one sending me notes." "What does he want? Money?" "No it's a long story." "Look Brax I'm really tired. Why don't you go home and get some rest?" I admit I really was tired. "Bye Nat rest up." I say walking out the recovery room. I don't know what but something inside me clicked when we were at her house. Seeing her like that, so not active, so pale. I felt like if I lost her my whole world would come crashing down. Like if I didn't have her I wouldn't be normal, my life would be incomplete. I don't know how to say this but, I think I'm falling for Natalie Davisson.