LOVERS OR ENEMIES

Chapter 10

Maddie’s POV:

Once he walks into the building, I take my chance to follow him… I mean is he really stupid enough to think I’d listen to him… Once my hand lands on the door knob, I feel something, or perhaps someone pulling at my hair.

“Shut it, beautiful,” The voice leaves me feeling dirty… He covers my mouth with his disgusting hand and drags me towards a black SUV by my hair, still covering my mouth.

Once the guy shoves me into the back seat of the car, they tie my hands in front of me with zip ties… but now there’s no hand over my mouth… so I start screaming.

“Shut up…” A guy with brownish hair and a guy with black hair slides into the seats next to me.

“Y…” I start saying.

“I’m going to guess you’re going to ask why you’re here, or who we are…” He asks.

“Actually I was going to say… YOU f*****g JACKASSES JUST kidn*pped ME… YOU ARE SO DEAD…” I scream, making them all cover their ears. The guy who had their hand on my mouth got into the front driver’s seat and began driving.

“Don’t worry, babe… your boyfriend is goi…” The driver starts saying…

“I’M NOT TALKING ABOUT MY f*****g GANG LEADER BOYFRIEND YOU FUCKIN i***t… I’M TALKING ABOUT ME… YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE YOUR f*****g RESEARCH BEFORE k********g A GANGLEADER’S GIRL,” I scream, kicking the driver in the head.

“What the fu…” the guy with brownish hair starts saying before I elbow him in the gut and kick his d**k, making him hold it in pain… then I wrap my arms around the other guy’s neck while opening the door and pushing him out… That’s when the car starts getting out of control, going every which way. As a cliff gets closer and closer, I do the only logical thing in my mind right then… I jump out of a moving vehicle, leaving the two guys in the vehicle to die. As I jump out, I find my life flash before my eyes, I tuck my body, getting ready to roll to reduce my risk of breaking any bones. As I feel the impact, I feel a bunch of pain soaring through my body… I scream out in pain, hoping to get someone’s attention. 

“Miss… are you okay?” A guy comes running up to me.

“I… I don’t know,” I say.

“Can you walk?” He asks.

“I… I think so,” I say, trying to get up. At least I can feel my body, right?

“Here… allow me to help,” He says, holding out his arm.

“T… thank you,” I say, taking his arm and using his weight to help me walk. “Is the hospital near?” I ask, seeing a random dark brown car on the side of the road… with the looks of the road, It looks like nothing happened… the cars are driving normally… going towards their destination. “As we get closer to the brown car, I feel a feeling of unsafety… warning erupting from my stomach… my head is telling me to run… leave this man… it’s not safe… So that’s exactly what I do… I follow my gut and pull away from the man, beginning my journey the way to the Warehouse…

“Hey… I thought I was giving you a ride,” The man says, walking in front of me.

“I am alright, now…” I say, walking around him.

“Are you sure?” He asks. And the way he looks at me makes me cautious… I mean it might just be my anxiety or trust issues… but I seriously don’t trust this guy.

“Yeah… I’m sure… so move on with your day,” I say, faking a smile.

“Alright,” He says, then heads back towards his car.

As I continue walking, I feel my tiredness coming at me like a wrecking ball (See what I did there?)

It’s now really dark outside, making me feel a little more tired. That’s when I heard the voice I wish showed up hours ago.

“Maddie?” I hear, but I can’t see anything… who’s there… I would ask, but I don’t have the energy… my strength is beginning to give out on me… my wrists are still together, and the zip ties feel like they’re burning my skin… irritating… they hurt… My eyes feel too heavy to move on… and I’m not sure if that voice was in my head or for real… so instead of moving forward, I fall, my body collapsing, and my muscles giving out on me. “MADDIE!” I hear the same voice… Is it real? “Don’t worry, babe… we’ll get you treated… stay with me, love,” the voice says, making me fight a little longer. “That’s right… don’t give up on me…” The voice gets more clearer… and that’s when I realise, I’m getting carried by the love of my life… FOOD… Okay, okay… just kidding… Dylan… he saved me.

“Dylan?” I ask, my throat dry, my voice coming out raspy.

“Yes, baby… I’m here… just stay with me, okay?” He states, making me open my eyes… I mean it’s not like I got shot or anything, I just feel weak and strengthless.

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Dylan’s P.O.V

I looked down into my arms where Maddie was. She looked exhausted how did I let this happen I should have protected her I should have been better. I love her so much it hurts to see her like this. It should have been me not her, I swear if I ever see another Bloodhound again I’ll kill them immediately.

As I ran her up to the medical wing the doctors came to take a look at her. Then they quickly took her to a bed and instantly I saw wires connected to her as well as a bunch of other stuff. I went to ask what was wrong but I couldn’t because they were still hooking her up to machines.

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After about an hour they stopped  messing with the machines and one of the doctors turned towards me, probably to answer my questions about her condition.  

“How is she.” I asked hoping he would tell me she was going to be okay.

“She’s stable but she needs to stay here.”

“Why does she need to stay here what’s wrong with her.” I ask starting to feel sick about the fact that she could be hurt.

“She’s in a coma, whatever happened she was put through a lot of physical and possibly some mental stress her body just shut down completely.” The doctor told me, I couldn't believe what I was hearing it made me angry. Not at the doctor but at myself, and the bloodhounds that kidn*pped her. Now she's in a coma and they have a full on war coming their way, I'm gonna s*******r those fuckers they have no clue what they've just done.

Three days later

Maddie still hasn't woken up yet and it's driving me insane I need my Princess back, and soon.

The doctor told me that there's a possibility that she'll wake up in about a week or two, but that’s a very big maybe. God… I miss having her in my arms, her laugh, her breathtaking smile, her smartass remarks…. Everything about her… God, why would you do something like that to an angel… my angel… the love of my life… the only person I’ve let have my heart.

I mean… I’ve been sitting down here for weeks, it feels like, but I know it’s only been a few days… I have lost my appetite… my mom has been bringing food into this room for me, I haven’t been eating it… and to add to that, I haven’t showered in the few days I’ve been in here… I just don’t want to leave her side… I’ve also been whispering sweet nothings in her ear everyday I wake up and before I go to sleep.

Her hand is still so cold… ice cold… I usually warm her hands with the warmth in my hands, but I’m afraid my hands are slowly losing their warmth everyday that goes by without her beautiful blue eyes looking up at me.

“Baby… the doctor told me that you may be able to hear me… you know… I love you with all of my heart… I will not leave you no matter what. Just… baby… please wake up… I don’t think I can live with myself if anything happens to you… please please wake up,” I beg, my voice cracking and a few tears falling down my face. I just can’t think straight without knowing she’s okay… she’s my world… and I let her get hurt… it’s all my fault.

“Dylan…” My mom comes into the room. She lies her hand on my shoulder. “She wouldn’t like seeing you paler than a ghost… please eat darling,” She begs me, but I just don’t have the appetite to eat any food, and I don’t have the strength to speak… my throat is parched… my face feels so dry, I’ve cried way too much, and I’m scared that I’ll never see her smile or her water blue eyes. “Go take a shower and eat some food,” Mom tells me. “Here,” She hands me a pile of folded clothes. “She’ll wake up… she’s a fighter,” She tries to cheer me up.

“Thanks mom,” I say, showing her a small smile.

“No problem, my son… now do as I said… I’ll be back later… I just gotta go take care of something at my work,” She tells me.

“Alright… see ya later,” I tell her, giving her a hug. Once she left the room and shut the door, I walked right into the bathroom attached to the hospital room. I got out of my clothes and jumped into the shower.

When I got out, I heard someone talking… This can’t be… OMG… Am I just hearing things? I dry myself off with the towel and quickly put my jeans. I walk out of the bathroom, oblivious of being shirtless. “Princess?” I ask, finding her in the same place… that’s when I let more tears drop… I got my hopes up… I can’t believe this… I’m letting my head get to me… I need a drink. 

As I’m about to walk out the door, I heard her voice again. Stupid head. I open the door and before I step out, I heard her voice telling me to stop. I look back at her to find her the same way I was about to leave her… I can’t… I need to wait for her… I need that drink though… s**t… I gotta stay here for my baby… she could wake up while I’m drunk as hell… and I really don’t want women harassing me right now… unless it’s my Princess… the woman who holds my heart.

I sit my ass back down on the chair, then I take her cold hand once again, and lay my head down on her stomach, then I put her hand in my hair. It comforts me to be next to her… and have her touching me, even if it is only my hair… it’s comforting. As I start dozing off to sleep, I feel a small twitch in my hair. She moved… oh my god… she just moved. I pop my head up and press the button on her bed, then I start encouraging her to move again.

“Come on baby… move again… you got this… come on,” I say as the doctors come racing into the room. Just then, she moved her fingers again… slightly. “Look… she did it again,” I say, smiling.

“Yes… we saw that… She may wake up sooner than we thought,” The doctor tells me, getting my hopes up.

“Don’t get my hopes up, Doc,” I warn him as I keep rubbing my thumb in circles on Maddie’s knuckle.

“I’m not… she most definitely will wake up sooner than we guessed… She’s only been here maybe four days… and she’s improving very well and quicker than anyone who’s been put into a coma… she’s a fighter… just keep whispering encouraging words to her… she’ll be awake soon,” He says, smiling at me.

I can’t f*****g believe it… she’s fighting through this coma for me… because of me… She’s getting the urge to wake up from me… this just makes me love her even more.

“Baby… I’m here… don’t worry… you’ll be in my arms soon,” I say, happily. The thought of having her in my arms shortly just makes me so happy… excited… and less patient… but as long as I know she’ll fight through this, I’ll keep that patience and keep adding more… as long as I keep that thought of her waking up, I’ll fight for however long it takes… just for her.

“Hey… Dylan…” I hear Maddie’s mom.

“Mrs. Black, I say, standing up quickly.

“Christine is fine… I’m sorry I haven’t been here… my plane got delayed… How’s she doing?” She asks.

“How did you…” I start.

“I did keep in contact with my own daughter, Dylan,” She confronts me. “She told me how sweet you’ve been to her… and it makes me so happy that she has you in her life…” She says, a tear slipping down her cheek. “You know… she gets most of her looks from her father… the only thing she caught from me was her smarts and her attitude… everything else she got from her father…” She explains, making me feel horrible.

“I’m sorry, M… Christine,” I correct myself.

“I heard about her moving her finger… I can’t wait until she wakes up,” She says, looking down at Maddie. “I love her so much… she’s my only family… the only person who has helped me through the tragic of her own father passing… you know… she barely cried over her father… tried staying strong for me… she doesn’t like sharing her feelings… and the night she found out about her father passing…” She tries to cover her sobs as she tells me the story. I wrap my arms around her and comfort her. “That night… she stopped talking… some would call her mute… and at school, she would get pity from the people from her… she hated it… and then the popular clique began bullying her… calling her mute… and other horrible names like s… slut… I remember one night… I came home from work… I searched the house, or at least the main floor… I couldn’t find her… she would usually be in the game room or on the hammock outside reading… I couldn’t find her… so I walked up the stairs, and when I got to her room, I heard muffled sobs… she was crying… she locked her door… restricting me from helping her… the thing that made her let her feelings out was the bullying… and she didn’t deserve that… for all the stuff she’s been through… she’s the toughest 17 year old I’ve ever met…” Her sobs calmed down. “Dylan… I know you have the power to help her… she’s comfortable with you… she trusts you… and that’s something you should try your best to keep… trust is one of the hardest things to get out of her… and you’ve got it… so please keep that trust… and never break her heart as long as you live… she can’t handle anymore heartbreak… one more tragic thing that’ll happen… it’ll definitely break her fully… She may act strong… but on the inside… she needs love… you need to be her love… you need to pick her up when she’s down, and you need to be her shoulder to cry on… she needs someone like that…” She finishes off her rant, making me think.

“I will… I promise…” I say.

“I know you will… that’s why I’m proud to invite you into the family,” She says, making me internally smile.

“Dylan…” My mom comes walking in.

“Hey, Gen,” Christine says, hugging my mom. How do they know each other?

“Um… how do you two know each other?” I ask.

“I met her at a*****e a while back,” My mom says, hugging Christine back.

“Okay,” I say, not really sure how to say that. Just then… I heard something move behind me…