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“I was just a child. You never even gave me a chance.”

He lifts his beer and closes his eyes. When he opens them, he seems to be deep in thought. I know that whatever comes out of his mouth is going to be an insult, but I have to know what I did so wrong.

“You know your mother cheated on me? Right around the time she got pregnant with you.”

He laughs at the look of shock on my face. He never took the time to talk to me and no one ever told me this.

“Yeah, well, we went through the whole process of DNA and ding ding ding you were mine. Congratulations they said the beautiful little girl is yours. I didn't want you. You would always be the reminder that I didn't want that my wife was a whore.”

I hear yelling before I see Trevor run into my father’s back, knocking him to the ground above my head.  The sound of the gun has me screaming again and I feel a pain in my leg. It's the worst pain I have ever felt in my life. I feel like someone has taken a fire poker and jabbed it into my body and twisted over and over. I can hear Trevor and my father fighting above me but my focus is getting to Marshall.

I don't care if my leg falls off, he has to live. He can't die.

“Marshall, can you hear me? Please stay with me, okay, stay with me. You can't die on me, I need you.”

The gun goes off again, and I see Trevor standing over my father shaking.

“Trevor, he's been shot!”

He looks to me and throws the gun down kneeling beside Marshall and me. The look on his face is the same one I have. We can't lose him.

“Where's the other two?”

“I haven't seen them, Joslynn. The cops are on their way I called them as soon as I heard the gun shots.”

“Where the fuck are they?”

Trevor takes his shirt off and holds it over his brothers wound. I hear the sirens in the background and soon the room is full of police and medics.

“Ma'am, I need to check your wound.”

“NO, don't touch me until you help him.”

The medic looks confused but turns to Marshall and checks his vitals. I watch his face hoping for a sign any sign that he's okay.

“Ma'am, let me see your leg they will help him, but you've been shot too. You will be of no help to him if you pass out on us.”

I nod my head and watch as the medics work on Marshall. The pain in my leg is climbing into my hip as the adrenaline wears off.

“What's your name?”

“Jos... Joslynn. Is he going to be okay?”

“Are you his wife?”

“I'm his...”

“She's his fiancée. Is my brother okay, someone fucking talk to me!” Trevor yells.

“He's lost a lot of blood.” The medic loads him on a gurney and rushes him to the ambulance.

Trevor runs to the door and turns back to me.

“Go, I will be right behind you.”

He stands for a second and nods his head running to the door and jumping in the back of the ambulance with Marshall. My whole body hurts, and my head is fuzzy. There are paramedics working on my father, and I can't help but pray that he's dead, and all of this will be over. He won't stop until I am dead, and I don't want to live the rest of my life looking over my shoulder wondering where the next bullet is going to hit me.

Chapter Twelve

I wake up to beeping. My whole body is sore and someone is holding my hand. When I look over, Taylor is sitting in the chair beside me, her head lying on the bed on my hand.

“Tay...”

Her head pops up and she smiles.

“Hey, girl.”

“Where is he?”

Her eyes lower to the bed. I feel like my world has fallen out from under me.

“Is he... Taylor? Is he?”

“I don't know, Joslynn, he isn't here.”

“What the fuck do you mean he's not here?” I yell.

The nurse rushes in the door confused when she sees just Taylor.

“Miss Nethers, you need to calm down. You are recovering from a gunshot wound.”

“No shit! Where is Marshall Andrews?”

“JOS!” Taylor yells but quickly looks away when I look at her.

“That is not information I am able to give you. Now can you calm down or do I need to call the doctor for some medicine for you?”

I sigh and lay back on the bed. I am not going to find shit out if she does that, and I want to know where Marshall is. I have to know he's okay. I want to hug him, kiss him and tell him that I am so in love with him. I can't do this without him.

The tears come again. It seems like that is all I have been doing since Marshall came back into my life.  The nurse checks my vitals and leaves the room. Once the door is shut, I turn back to Taylor.

“Where is my phone?”

She sighs and hands me my phone. I waste no time finding Marshall's number and calling him. It goes straight to voice mail. I try over and over and each time it goes to voice mail. Why isn't he in the hospital? Where is he? I search through my phone and look for Trevor's number. One of them has to answer. Marshall would never leave me without saying something. I say a prayer he made it and he's okay.

“It's Trevor, you know what to do.”

“Trevor, where the fuck are you?! The hospital won't tell me shit. I have to know he's okay! Please tell me he's okay. I need him, Trevor, please.”

I hang up the phone and call Marshall again. The sobs cause me to shake, and my whole body hurts. I can feel the pain in my leg, but the pain of not knowing where he is or what is going on is far more painful than my leg. I would take a million shots to the leg if he would answer the phone and tell me he's okay and he loves me.

“Mar... Marshall, please, baby, you have to be okay. You can't leave me. I need you... I need your heart beat... Remember what you told me, Marshall? You have to keep your heart beating, baby... I love you... please be okay...”

“That's enough, Jos. C'mon, honey, let me have it. If he calls I will let you know I promise.”

I hang the phone up and hand it to her. I can't breathe. There is no reason for me to be here. There can't be no Marshall. The world without him is not even worth it. Why would he leave the hospital?  My eyes grow heavy and I lay back on the bed sobbing in my pillow until sleep takes over.

Epilogue

I have been out of the hospital for three weeks and there is still no word from Marshall or Trevor. I have called both their phones a million times and left a million voice mails. I feel like my life has ended, and I am just going through the motions of daily survival. Shower, eat, sleep and repeat.

Frank's went up for sale. Frank and Tank both went missing. No one has any idea where they are or what happened. My father recovered in the hospital and is now in jail for attempted murder. If he didn't hate me enough, I am sure he does now. I don't care either way anymore.

Taylor made it through rehab and is now living with me. She looks at me more worried each day. Marshall's words replay in my head over and over.

Marshall's words replay in my head over and over. ‘Anytime you're scared remember my heart beat and know that as long as my heart is beating I will take care of you. I will chase the bad things away and you will be safe again.’

I need his heartbeat......

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