Page 43 of Meant to Be

“I should’ve done something. I should have stood up to my mother more.” Turning my head to him, “What have I done Harry?”

“There’s nothing you could have done Shelb. Jax is his own worst enemy, he always has been. The way he wrapped that car around that tree, he’s lucky to be alive.”

“Was anyone hurt?”

“There were a few stationary cars that got a bit messed up and the owners want to prosecute, but no-one was actually hurt.”

“This is all my fault, Harry.”

I’ve been told he’s unconscious for the time being so we’re waiting for the doctor.

“Do you want to see him?”

“Maybe if he’s still asleep. I can’t see him otherwise. I can’t handle seeing him awake for one minute and not being able to see him again after.” I realise how bad that sounds after the words have left my mouth. “Does that sound selfish?”

“Not at all.”

The door swings open, “Miss? Jaxon is stable. He has a break to his left wrist and his right ankle, so he’s going to be a little banged up for a bit. He’s in a medical collar for now until he wakes and then we can see if there’s any damage to his spinal cord, but we can’t see any right now.”

“Would he have felt anything?”

“I doubt it. Mr Cartwright was so intoxicated his whole body would have been numb, he was probably unconscious before he hit the tree.”

“Well, that’s something I suppose.”

“He’ll feel it when he wakes up though.”

Standing from the chair, I look through the window of the door, the policeman sits guard in the corner of the room while Jax lies unconscious. My breath hitches, a wave of sadness hitting me knowing I’m not going to see him after this.

“Can I go in just for a minute?” I ask the doctor.

“Of course.” Pushing on the door, he holds it open for me and calls to the officer.

“Can you give them a minute?” The doctor asks the officer, but he doesn’t look convinced.

“Please, just a minute and then I’m going.”

He nods grudgingly at me. “I’ll be right here.”

Giving him a glimmer of a smile, I go in. When I reach the bed, I take his hand and hold it in mine, lifting it to my cheek and closing my eyes remembering how good it felt against my cheek. I sniff back my tears and kiss his head, minding the cuts on his face from the shattered windscreen. His lips are cut up too, so I gently place mine against his hurt ones then kiss his knuckles again.

“Oh God Jax, what have you done?” I sniff back the tears that are welling up. “God I’m so sorry.” I wipe away the teardrop that has leaked from my eye. “I love you, Jax. I always will. I wish you were awake so we could sort this out.”

He doesn’t stir, it’ll be like I’ve never been here. Gently putting his arm back on the mattress, I step away. I gently place my lips to his leaving him with a loving kiss, then walk out straight into Harry’s arms. He holds me while I cry, the doctor clenches my shoulder in comfort and walks away.

“Do you want to go home or do you want to wait?” Harry asks sweetly.

In my mind, I really want to stay, but I couldn’t stand it if he told me to leave.

“Take me home.”

Harry nods. “Let’s go, and I’ll come back after I’ve dropped you off.”

“Will you let me know how he is?”

“Of course I will.” Harry wraps an arm around my shoulders keeping me tucked into his side, comforting me.

“Thanks, Harry.”

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