Haunted Ave

A Huge Nightmare

Jill's POV:

After I freaked out, I slammed my front door shut and ran towards Gerald, who wasn't awake on the ground in a pool of his own blood, blood was everywhere, I was afraid once I touched him he wouldn't be breathing, I knelt down next to him and checked for a pulse, I sighed in relief when I found one, it was weak but it was a pulse, I got up and ran towards my cell, I picked it up off the floor and unlocked it, I scrolled through my contacts and hit Garrett's number, an EMT I dated in high school, as it rang I took off my scrub top and used it to put pressure to his bleeding head, I leaned down and whispered into Gerald's ear,

"I've got you G, don't you die on me."

"Jill?" Garrett's voice came out of my cell.

I let out a breathe as tears began running down my face, I usually kept myself together, but for some reason my heart hurt seeing Gerald hurt like this, 

"I need you to get the guys and get your rig to my house now please, my roommates hurt and I can't pick him up alone, he's like twice my size!" I close my eyes as tears spill down my face.

"We'll be there in 5 Jill, stay strong babe! We got your back!" Garrett says, "I'm not hanging up."

"T-thank Y-You," I said through tears.

"Hey! Stop crying, your the best nurse and your going to fix him up as soon as we get to the ER, you need to calm down Jill before you have another panic attack, I'm not there to help stop it, you just need to breathe baby, please," Garrett says as I lean my head onto Gerald's chest.

I didn't answer him as I could hear Gerald's heartbeat against my ear, it was weak but still there, I closed my eyes for a moment then opened them hearing a weak,

"Jill?"

I lifted my head, tears running down my face, to see Gerald looking at me weakly, his hand raises and he wipes the tears off my face, 

"Jill I'm here! We're coming in," Garrett says.

"It's unlocked Gar," I Say then look back at Gerald.

"What happened?" I ask him.

"I fought 3 demons, this place is f****d Jill, I promise to protect you," Gerald says weakly.

I bring my face slightly closer to his as I say, "No ones ever going to kill me, I'm strong and a fighter, it looks like we should protect each other G."

I hear my front door open, I look up from Gerald as Garrett, Devin and Kyle walk in with a stretcher, I go to get up but Gerald grabs my hand,

"Jill?"

I look down at him, "Hmm?"

"Thank you," He says as I c***k a small smile.

Kyle pulls me back as Garrett and Devin get Gerald onto a stretcher, I break down as they wheel him out, Kyle holds me close,

"Calm down Jill, he will be okay, we're going to get you guys to the ER and your going to work your magic, stop crying we've got work to do," Kyle says as Garrett walks back in.

"Everything Okay?" 

I nod and wipe my eyes, "Yeah Let's go."

I bend down and pick up my cell and keys, leaving everything else, we all walk out of the house and I lock up, knowing I had a huge mess to clean later. We walked to the rig and Kyle got into the drivers seat while Garrett helped me into the rig, I sat down and Gerald reached for my hand, I interlaced our fingers together, looking at him, he just stares into my eyes, I can see some l**t, along with admiration as we look at each other, we've barely known each other but there's some type of spark forming. We pulled up to the hospital about 5 minutes later, I stood up and Gerald didn't let my hand go, I looked down at him and leaned down for a moment I kissed his cheek, 

"I'm going to fix you up the best I can before the doctors take over, I'll be there through it all okay?" 

He smiles and gently pulls me towards him, planting a kiss on my cheek, sending butterflies throughout me, I smile back at him, as he says,

"I trust you Jill."

Then he passes out, I choke back tears and put on my game face, his grip on my hand weakened, we rushed out of the rig, Kyle picking me up and placing me on the ground, I run next to the stretcher holding my roommate, Kyle says,

"Isn't that G-Eazy?"

I looked at him, "Hush! He's trying to lay low, please don't call attention to us."

"f**k sorry Jilly," Kyle says.

"It's fine," I say as we run into a trauma room.

They gown and glove me, then I begin to do my work, until we head to a C.T then the OR, I have to scrub in and they let me be the OR nurse for the procedure, when we finish, I wheel him to a room, I get him hooked up to the machines, then I go change into clean scrubs, my shoes were still stained in his blood, I laid down on the couch in his room, putting the TV on and falling asleep to Greys Anatomy.