Jane

Chapter Eighteen

   "We could have been the perfect pair Jane dear. But you had to go your own way. You did not marry me as you promised me you would do. So this ends here! It ends now!" Clayton warns me.

He points a gun at my head.

I shiver. I wince.

"Say good-bye, Jane" he demands as the gun is pointed at my head.

"Clayton wait! This is not the man I once knew!" I gasp out desperately trying to spare my life here.

"So, you changed me Jane. Not for the better" he growls with anger.

"Clayton, please do not do this. I think you were once a good man. A decent man. You looked out for my father out here. Think of how devastated he would be if he knew you killed me" I warn him.

"That is the brillant part of the plan Jane dear. He will never know now will he?" chuckles Clayton. "Now do shut up. So I can move on and be rid of you" he warns me. He points the gun back at me.

"Please, Clayton, please do not do this" I whimper for my life. I close my eyes. My life flashes before my eyes. Tears burn in them. All I could do was think of my father and of Tarzan. The one's I loved in my life. My heart hammers in my chest like a drum.

I fear the worst. He was planning on killing me. This was my last breath I was going to take. I wished I could tell Tarzan the truth. He was going to think I hated him. Tears water in my eyes. I could not even see the gun pointed at me now. Which was just as well.

But then....

I hear him call out.

Was I dreaming? Was I already dead? Was I only dreaming of him? I had to be. Fate was cruel that way.

"GET OFF ME APE BRAIN!" I hear Clayton demand loudly.

Tarzan!

"Be safe Tarzan! He has a gun!" I call out warning him.

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Clayton drops the gun as Tarzan wrestles him to the ground. When had he gotten here? Was my father here to? My heart soars. Maybe Tarzan knew I still loved him. Maybe he knew what Clayton was up to this whole time! I could only hope.

Clayton struggles his out stretched hand to grab at the gun. I could not allow him to shot or harm Tarzan. No way! I wince as I roll over on my other side.

I scoot my best to the gun. I reach my weak hand out to grab the gun from Clayton before he could. Suddenly right before I had it Clayton grabs it. He point it at Tarzan.

"I shot her! I damn well will shoot you ape brain!" warns Clayton angrily.

Suddenly a shot rings out. Hitting the gun and knocking it clear off Clayton's hand. Clayton gawks to see who was here now. It was Tarzan's grandfather.

"They don't call me sharp shooter for nothing" he chuckles. The guards that worked for us come to snatch up Clayton. He is cuffed and taken off after Tarzan is off of him.

"Jane dear are you hurt?" father fusses over me.

"I am alive thanks to Tarzan. And Tantor and Turk" I giggle. "Ouch" I wince.

"She is bleeding! She needs help! Jane was shot!" my father calls out in alarm.

"Jane!" gasps Tarzan with worry.

"Help her old boy! Do something!" begs my father to Tarzan.

"I am so happy you are all here for me" I say.

"Keep her awake" demands Tarzan's grandfather.

"Jane" Tarzan stammers as he makes his way over to me. He smiles as he scoops me in his arms gently. Tears come to me to see him smile at me again.

He had to hate me for hurting him like I had.

"Tarzan....I have a few things I need to tell you" I wince as I feel blood pour from my wound.

"Jane rest" warns Tarzan.

"Please, I have to have time to tell you" I demand.

What if I died and he did not know the truth?

I could not live with myself.

He had to know I still loved him. I had all along. My hero.

"Turk save?" he asks me. I nod as I laugh wincing from the pain.

"Yes, and Tantor. They were brave" I giggle.

"Here she is! Over here!" my father hoots to the men who came to take me to be fixed up. Doctors.

"Are you in pain miss?" one asks as he looks me over.

"Only in my heart" I sigh as I look over at Tarzan.

"She was shot here on her right shoulder" the man tells my father. "We need to get her in surgery right away. She lost blood. She might have bruised ribs from the fall. We have to check her over" warns the doctor.

"Do whatever you need to to save my daughter" my father demands to the men. They lift me gently in a stretcher.

"Jane!" I hear him call to me with worry written all over my face. He had to still love me. Did I lose his love yet? Was it all Clayton's fault?

"Tarzan" I groan for him. I feel tears come to me.

"Remain calm miss. Try to stay awake" warns the doctor as they carried me back to camp.

"I need to tell him. He needs to know" I beg of them.

"You can tell him whatever you want once you are better" warns the doctor.

"Tarzan!" I cry back.

I was soon taken into surgery. No one could see me right now. Not even father.

"We have to give you meds that will put you to sleep" warns the doctor as they prep me for surgery. I nod. Sleep soon washes over me.

"Please tell him" I yawn.

"Tell who what miss?" they ask.

"Keep her calm" one warns the other.

"Tell him I love him. I never stopped" I say right as my eyes close. I would soon wake up to my fate.

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