Then she closed her eyes. I tried to gently shake her, but she wouldn't wake up.
"No. No. No. No. No. Nat baby, wake up, " I cried.
"NATALIE WAKE UP STAY WITH ME BABY! I LOVE YOU!" I yelled.
The paramedics arrived and put her on a gurney. I wasn't allowed to ride either her to the hospital, so I grabbed my keys without saying anything, and I ran out the door. I hopped into my car and sped off not caring how fast i was going. I just needed to get to get to Natalie.
I needed to hold her.
I need to tell her that everything will be ok.
I need to tell her i love her.
When I get to the hospital, I sloppily parked to car, and i sprinted in side.
I am coming Natalie.
I am coming for you.
The lady at the front desk probably thinks i am insane because I ran up and nearly fell over.
'Uh, excuse me? Do you happen to know where Natalie Carter is?" i asked trying to catch my breath. She began typing on her computer.
"Ah yes. She was brought in 10 minutes ago with a stab wound to the abdomen. She is in surgery now. The doctors are trying to fix the organs that were punctured by the dagger," she said loking up. "You can wait in the waiting room and i will page the doctor to let him know that you are here so when he is done he can come and talk to you," she said with a small smile. I nodded at her and i sat down in the waiting room.
About 5 minutes later, the boys and my mom came running in. They engulfed me in a big group hug and we all cried.
"I called Natalie's parents and they are getting on a flight right now," my mom told me.
I am so thankful for my mom. She handles these things that i forget so easily. That is when i realized the gash in my leg. Daniel cut me when i wouldnt tell him where Natalie was. My mom left to go find a doctor to treat my leg but i don't want to leave in case the doctor comes out. I know that if i don't get checked out then i will start to loose too much blood, because the wound is still bleeding horribly. I started to get woozy and I fell down.
The last thing I remembered before I lost conciousness was everybody swarming around me.
Then it all went black.
I woke up in an empty room all alone. It seemed to be a hospital room. I pushed to nurse call button, and 2 nurses and a doctor came in.
"Hello Natalie. You are in the hospital after being stabbed in your abdomen. How do you feel?" he asks. All the memories from earlier come flooding back. Daniel stabbing me and being killed. Luke and Ashton being tyed up. Luke. He had a gash in his leg. It looked pretty bad and there was blood all over the floor. I hope he is ok.
"I've felt better," I said in a raspy voice. The doctor nodded and continued to ask me questions. I was so exhausted that i could barely keep my eyes open. The doctor seemed to noticed and he left the room telling me to rest. I closed my eyes and fell into a peaceful dream of Luke.
I opened my eyes to see that I was no longer in the room that I was in at first. I was in a much larger room and i wasn't alone. There was another hand intertwined with mine. I looked over to see a mess of blonde hair on a sleeping figure. His leg was wrapped up and elevated as was mine. Oh ya. Daniel twisted my leg until it snapped. That probably isn't good. I had a yellow cast on and his was just wrapped. I assume he has quite a bit of stiches in.
His face looks very pale and he has an IV pumping nutrients into his veins. He lost a lot of blood from what I can tell. As I am looking at him and admiring his features, I looked up to his face and am met by his gorgous blue orbs.
"Hey there," he croaks.
"Hi babe. How are you feeling?" I asked.
"Nevermind how I feel. How are you? You were the one who was stabbed. I just got a little papercut," Luke said with a slight smile but a worried look on his face.
"I feel okay actually. I think I will be better in no time," i said with a smile.
He hopped off his bed slowly and he hobbled over to lay with me in my bed.
We fell asleep in each others arms.
I was able to leave the hospital after about a week but I still had to take it easy. Luke and I were both on crutches so we were a mess.
My parents came back up to Austrailia and they are staying here until they know for sure that i am better. It feels good to have them back in the house with me.
My parents have allowed Luke to stay with us because we convinced them that 'having him with me will help me heal faster'.
I guess the whole thing was on the news all over the world, Luke being famous and all. All of his fans have actually been very supportive and they all want us to get better.
Hopping around on these crutches are EXTREMELY annoying. I am really bad on them and I have fallen from them before. Not sure how i did it but i found a way.
After about 2 weeks, Luke got his stickes out and he carried me around so i wouldn't have to use my crutches anymore.
I had my bright yellow cast on for 6 weeks before i was allowed to get it taken off. My stab wound is basically fully healed so now i am as good as new. I am so happy that i don't need to be taken care of anymore. A week after i got my cast off, my family left back for New York, leaving me, Luke, and the boys.
It has been a very long time since Luke and i have made love and i can tell how sexually frustrated Luke is. That is why I am going to 'thank him' tonight for everything that he did for me whn i was hurt.
That night was amazing.