Chapter 70: Part one//"You're not going to die,"
My arms were over his body as I clutched on to him, screaming his name, calling fro him to wake up.
He was usually so funny and full of life, not matter what he always had some stupid joke that forced everyone to smile; yet now he lay in my arms lifelessly, never smirking again.
No, no, no, this can't be it. This can't be goodbye, his story wasn't finished yet. it can't be over so soon.
Everything around the 2 of us was chaos. At least 3 people were calling for an ambulance at the same time. Most of Aaron's men had run for it. No one would have imagined Aaron would shoot him and the look on Aaron's face instantly told us all he couldn't believe he had done it either.
There would be no easy way to cover up this death. The person who burned the brightest was now dying, or maybe even there already.
When he flew in front of me sacrificing his life, he was like a falling angel.
I just kept calling out his name but he wasn't moving, the wound it was so close to his heart from what I could see without getting too close.
Salty tears were falling from my eyes onto his shirt making the blood spread even wider.
"Please don't leave me" I whisper, unable to form the words in my mouth. Tears freely falling onto his face. I hope for a second that I see his eyes flutter but I know it's my imagination and I hold my breath waiting for his brilliant blue eyes to drown me in.
I felt hollow but angry, all I wanted and felt was revenge, what was it they said in the bible.
'...A life for a life"
And then the object glistens on the grass for the second time. Thoughts were ticking in my head, but I push them all aside and try to not think anything.
And I reach forward to get a grip on the death object. But I felt somebody else's hands wrap around it at the same time as me. The touch of our skin makes me jump.
I look up to see someone's eyes who mimic mine.
Daniel had a grip on the gun, as well as me. He shakes his head at me, not saying a word.
Maybe the gun would have been better in my hands, and I would never have had the guts to do it.
I let it go and Daniel lifts it into the air. I see it sparkle in the moonlight; Daniel's eyes were glistening dangerously.
A gunshot runs through the darkness for a second time tonight and the body rolls down one of the hills that I used to roll down for fun as a child.
I'm shaken to the core at Daniel. Never would I imagine the brother I grew up with to commit a murder.
If things were chaos before I had no words to describe what was going on now.
"What Aaron didn't realize was I had a better aim than Elliott" Daniel says the gun still pointed in the air. All the boys stop running around and look at Daniel.
Daniel just shot Aaron.
"Fuck" I hear Carter say out loud running a hand over his face in astonishment. Aiden went to go look down the hill if Aaron lay there.
He looked like he was going to be sick when he looked down.
Conner began walking up to Daniel slowly "Put the gun down now, he's gone, you shot him, Dan put it down"
I could tell something twisted inside Daniel when Conner called him Dan. Only one person usually called him Dan.
Daniel still holds it in the air, terrifying us all.
"He shot him" Daniel says the words like he couldn't believe it. His voice trembled and his hands were also shaking.
"A lot of people have wanted Aaron dead for a long time now" Carter says out loud.
Daniel drops the gun to the floor and tears were leaking out his eyes.
"He shot Elliott"
My brother drops down beside Elliott at the other side of Elliott's body than me.
"Bro please wake up, you can't leave me" Daniel grips on to Elliott's hand, trying to shake him to conscious
It's as if Daniel's words finally wake me up Elliott was laying lifeless in front of the both of us. I cant' even look at him any longer as I place a hand over my face, trying to imagine it all away.
"Stop crying you idiots, I'm not dead. Cress, I think your bleeding into my mouth. "
I gasp as I lift my head up.
I choke out a sob and Daniel looked stunned.
His angelic face was ghostly pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth and I can tell you right now that it wasn't my blood.
His eyes were wide open; those blue eyes had more darkness in them than any brown eyes I had seen before.
"Elliott..."I was going to say something but my voice crack and if I was crying before I was bawling it now.
"I told you I'd always protect you Dawson" He grins at me, yet his voice sounded hollow. Why the bloody hell was he grinning while he had blood pouring out him?
More blood at the corner of his lip.
"I felt like a freaking superhero jumping in front of you like that"
Was it bad to slap someone who was bleeding to death?
That's when he lets out a low groan and his expression changes to pure pain.
"Elliott stop moving, an ambulance will be here soon" Alec says in panic.
"And here I was about to stand up and do a little tap dance" His breaths were sharp even when he was trying to be humorous.
"Alec means to stop moving your mouth, Elliott. Your bleeding to death and still you think everything's funny" Daniel snaps at Elliott. Elliott's gaze darts to my brother who had tear stains on his face.
"You're just upset because you know I'm going to die" His voice lower than before and his face even paler.
Everyone freezes at Elliott's words. Had he accepted death so quickly? There we go now he's started my waterworks all over again.
"You're not going to die, " Daniel tells him fiercely through his gritted teeth.
Elliott opens his mouth to probably add some stupid sarcastic comment but there was more blood. There was so much blood everywhere.
"Where the hell are the paramedics?" Daniel shouts loudly.
"They can't fly Daniel" Conner replies to him.
"I can lift him" Daniel says suddenly standing up. "If they don't come soon...he'll loose to much blood"
Conner only shakes his head "You'll only hurt him more"
Soon in the distance, I see a few men and a woman running in this direction with a stretcher.
"What are you looking, at let me see?"
Elliott's words came out as a sort of bubbly mumble but I still hear him word for word. I glare at him.
"Don't even think about moving" I warn him, knowing Elliott he would probably do something stupid. He smiles at me when he hears me warning him, and his eyes light up ever so slightly.
"Dawson you're going all fuzzy" He whispers. The lids of his eyes closing, the under areas of his eyes were all bruised. I bring my hand up to his face and gently place it on his face.
How could he catch a fever so quickly?
"I'm really dying"
Elliott was reckless in everything he did; in a way even he thought he was unbreakable.
The paramedics were getting closer yet they were still a few steps away from us.
I grip on to his hand telling him to stay awake, my heart racing out my chest.
"Don't let me go Daws..." The last letters of my second name don't make it to his lips before he shuts his eyes.
As soon as they reach Elliott they begin to work. I gaze at my fingers entwined in Elliott's, he was still gripping on to me, not letting me go. I unwillingly slip my fingers away from his, it felt like I was not only letting go of his hand but all of him.
They lifting his body and I can no longer look at him any longer. They were talking fast in hush voices.
"...Life-threatening"
"...Operate"
"too late..."
I feel someone had touch my shoulder gently "Miss?"
I turn around to see the women look at me. "You need to come with us, you're severely bleeding"
I look down at the cut and go all queasy at the sight of it, making my head spin. My gray dress was blood stained, probably most of it, not even mine. It was torn at the bottom as it dragged behind me.
I let her guide me through the forest, with Daniel at my other side. I see the ambulance in the near distance as the put Elliott inside on a bed.
In and out, that's how you breathe.
I really was going to be sick.
I was surprised to be going in the same ambulance as Elliott as well as Daniel.
They begin to ask Daniel a series of question, including Elliott's name and what actually happened.
On of the paramedics begin to clean the cut and I hiss at the pain, on l to imagine how much pain Elliott must be in.
It was supposed to be me.
I lean my head back against the inside of the ambulance and close my eyes. I use the sound of the ambulance to block out everything that happened tonight.
"He's going to be okay? Right?" Daniel asks the women. I open my eyes see her reaction.
Her face pales slightly "We'll only do what's in our power" She rushes.
"Now dear, what's your name?" She asks me gently.
"Crescent Dawson..." My lip quivers. "I was going to be Crescent Grayson"
She looks at me having no reply to my previous statement.
I look over at the bed Elliott was laying on.
I can't loose you again, Elliott. Not after everything.
*
Everyone was in the waiting room, waiting for Elliott to get out of surgery, the boys, his mom, Emily. And from what I knew his did was getting the first flight he could into Los Angles.
Also, Jack had just arrived yesterday and he and Tiffany were also sitting in the waiting room for Elliott.
Some people had hope that he was going to be okay, those were all the people who weren't there when it happened.
I sat alone on one of the blue chairs, I didn't want anyone to come near me, I needed to get my head straight.
If Elliott does, then am I not dead too, seeing as he was a piece of me.
I'd been so hung up on a future with Elliott, that I don't understand what a future without Elliott was. Elliott and my future were the same things.
The thought of actually losing Elliott was impossible, Elliott was meant to live a long life, with me.
Where he would go to uni and then take over his father's company. One where we have kids, a boy with these beautiful blue eyes.
I ask myself an honest question.
'Did I want to live a life without Elliott'?
The answer was simple 'No'
It has been a long time while they were operating on Elliott and every second was building up my anxiety.
"Miss Dawson" A nurse perks up as she comes into the waiting room. Everyone turns to look at me. I lift my head up looking at her blankly.
"Is there any news on Elliott?" Mrs. Grayson trembles, her face tear stained. Your son might die having saved me.
"No I have to talk to Crescent Dawson for a moment, it's very important"
I look around oh right I was Crescent.
I get up from the seat feeling dizzy, my legs felt numb as I walked along the floor. They had given me paper stitches and said there was nothing else needed for me.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Winter asks standing up swiftly. I shake my head at her as the nurse guides me into the small room.
*
"Cress are you okay? What happened in there?" Emily asks me kindly. I just shake my head not wanting to talk about it. I don't think I could get my head around it.
"Cress you've been crying, tell us what's wrong?" Winter reassures me putting a hand on my shoulder; I instantly shrug the kind gesture off. I was shaking so hard, my teeth chattering together.
"My boyfriend is dying, what else am I supposed to do?" I snap.
Stupid, stupid Crescent.
"I meant my fiancé" I said in a lower voice.
I never imagine it to happen, to be given such news at a time like this. How could I let this happen?
It made me desperate for Elliott to pull though, even more, desperate than before. As if it wasn't important before that he survived now it was compulsory.
I was never one to actually believe in a god, but now I was begging any superior force to help Elliott pull though because it's not only my life that will crumble if he doesn't pull though, there was another life.
Everything was okay this morning, yet things were a disaster now. As if the shock of Elliott dying wasn't enough for me?
There was only so much one person could take.
It was no longer my choice if I wanted to live without Elliott, even that had just been snatched from me.
Someone comes to sit next to me and I see Conner's sandy blonde hair.
"How's the cut?" He asks.
"I can't feel it, instead it feels like Aaron has stabbed me in the heart"
"Aaron had cut Elliott, on his lower stomach, yet he still somehow found the force to jump in front of you" Conner begins, he looks at me with those light blue eyes.
"I can't say Elliott loves you more than Elliott does"
"Does? Do you think he'll pull through?" My voice as quite as a mouse. I know Conner couldn't really reassure me, no one could at this moment in time.
Conner shakes his head "I don't know" He tells me honestly.
I look over at Daniel who was pacing around the waiting room. He wouldn't sit down and neither would he talk to anyone. Actually, when they brought Elliott to the hospital he caused quite a scene.
He didn't want Elliott to go into the operating theater because he felt if he let Elliott out his sight, he would never see him again.
"It's going to kill Daniel if Elliott dies" I tear up.
"It'll kill you too" Conner tells me softly.
Maybe it has already killed me, I felt like something had been taken from me and I was never going to get it back. A big empty hole inside of me.
"Daniel shot Aaron, won't he go to jail?" I ask the question that was eating away inside my head.
"It's a tricky one, there is no proof Daniel actually did it, and some of the police force have wanted Aaron dead for a very long time. We can only wait and see"
I can't loose him too.
There was a click on the door that was the operating theater that Elliott was in. I stand up as I see the handle bend down.
The surgeon gently closes the door behind him. And he turns around to look at us.
I walk forward.
He's going to be okay, that's the only words I want to hear.
The surgeon walks forward towards us all.
"Is my son... is he okay?" Mrs. Grayson pleads.
"Elliott Grayson...." The surgeon begins as he removes his blue gloves looking down at his hands.
"...is dying, he has a matter of hours before his heart stops"
Author note:
I almost thought for a fraction of a second I might not do this to Elliott but the second I planned this book nearly 2 years I knew this was going to happen to him.
Please, please, please, don't give up on my book and keep reading, I know I'm breaking all your hearts.But keep reading through the next 5 chapters and I swear in the end you might not regret it. There are even a few more big things... sort of... to come.
But I planned this all from the start and I couldn't bring myself to changing it.
Also I decided to split this chapter in half as it would be far too long if I deiced to put it all in one chapter.
Just remember there are always miracles that can also happen...but rarely.