I'm sorry, Jackson...

2003 Words

Jackson's POV I couldn't stop shaking, my head was throbbing with a frightening headache, and my whole body was quivering the moment Belle fainted. She was sick, or at least she didn't tell me she was. One minute we were talking and fine, and the next minute, she was lying lifeless on the floor. I almost couldn't find the strength to lift her, my muscles had turned weak and it took all the willpower in me to make it to the car without passing out too. I drove like a madman as I rushed her into the hospital. I ran after the nurses as they wheeled her into a room, I watched as they moved her into the bed, and that was all I was allowed. One of the nurses pulled me out with her, and another one slammed the door in my face. "Please, you have to wait here. She will be fine. She's in goo

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