Chapter 8

"So you are telling me that you are a secret agent who only pretended to be my girlfriend just to watch Amelia cause she was a suspect"

Natasha nodded, she was really tired of pretending honestly, at first she liked him, who wouldn't, he was hot, clever and had amazing hands but then she realized his heart was with someone else, and afterwards she realized hers was to

"And you are really Detective Ashton's girl?, and you played me"

With each word Bruce said it was clear he was getting angrier and more upset

"I really didn't want to but I had to because I was investigating you guys", as much as she tried to justify herself deep within her she knew was she did was wrong

"You know what this is called?, being fucked up, you are messed up, all of you", Bruce said pointing to all the cops with him at that moment

"The worst part is that even with your bullshit investigating Amelia still got stabbed by death, hope you still think she's a suspect, girlfriend"Every word laced huge sarcasm and a sarcastic smile

"Now Bruce, it wasn't Natasha's fault, if you must know Ashton was the one who forced her", Blake as always was trying to calm the tension down, he had been doing that since the third grade when two random idiots were fighting over some skittles and then he opened the skittle and shared it for them so he won't stop now, no he would not

"You know with all this you've said I still want to see Amelia", the pain in his eyes were visible, he was still wearing his dirty bloody clothes and he looked even worse than before

"I'll take you to the hospital", Natasha suggested, she wanted time alone with him to talk things out

"I rather Blake take me", Bruce replied without looking at her, his voice was cold as usual

"No problem", Blake smiled, "but you have to get changed"

Bruce nodded and left the security house, the security house that had been unoccupied for months now

He didn't waste time to take a quick shower and change into some black jeans and white top, he would have looked like something from a Calvin Klein magazine but sadly he didn't, his eyes were so bloodshot he looked like a drunk

As he got back to the security house he saw only Natasha in it

Do you remember when you were little and your parents were going out?, then you asked to join and after a few minutes of arguing they tell you to go get some shoes just for you to get excited, run off to get those shoes and then come back to see your mean babysitter sitting on your white couch, well darlings the feeling you got then was the exact same feeling Bruce got when he realized he had just been played by those three cops

"I'm taking you to the hospital", She said confirming his fear

"Let's just go", although angry, Bruce was still a sensible man who knew better than to go alone in his car, Death could kill him, and let's be honest nobody actually wants to die, like who'd put their head out and be like death come and kill me come and kill me

As they walked to the driveway they entered Natasha's black Mercedes, it wasnt the latest model, but it'll do more than enough for a non corrupt cop

"I just want to say something", she said as they got on the road

Of course Bruce didn't reply her, it was even better to think she cheated on him than to think she played him in total

But nevertheless she continued "I did actually like you at first, my feelings were genuine but then I noticed something, I wasn't the one in your mind all the long, it was Amelia and that made me realise we weren't to be"

What she said was true but still managed to pull a trigger in Bruce's brain

"That explains why you lied to me from the very beginning"

"I'm a cop, its my job"

"I'm an human, and I have feelings", he countered back

"Some cops will be there today to get finger prints and anything they can find"

As they got to the hospital Bruce quickly got down from the car and entered it without looking back

"Hello, I'm looking for my friend Amelia Parker, she was stabbed deeply and I'm sure she's in the ER not the dead people section"

The nurse just smiled at him and asked for his name

"Bruce, Bruce Beckett"

"Ok she's in room 38, on the third floor, you have to take the stairs to the left or the elevator, its your c--"

Before she could finish Bruce had sprinted to the elevator, he had been keeping his pain for so long because he had to act like a man, but really he didn't want to act like a man, he just wanted Amelia alive, and apparently she was

He walked past nurses as he got out of the elevator, he heard people shout and yell happily, he heard cries and laughter, he saw people crying at the doorway

The hospital to him was just a place to cry, either of joy or sorrow, but still to cry

Finally after what seemed like a million years he got to room 38

He slowly opened the door just to be met with a shadow of the woman he loved

She was awake, but in critical condition with wires hooked to her and more

"I'm so so sorry", he said as he got to exactly where her face was and bent down

"I'm sorry to, I shouldn't have gotten so upset", she tried to smile but failed

Like when your ex starts dating your friend and you try to be happy for them but really you want your ex back, that was the type of smile

"I love you and only you", he replied as he gently kissed her lips, the tongueless kiss was as romantic as seen in movies, I'm lying though, their lips were chapped creating bad friction and he didn't hold anything so he won't mistakenly hurt her, it was so uncomfortable

But as he pulled away he heard the beep, her pulse and heart rates were gone and replaced with flat lines