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Post by D.J. Mac on Sept 13, 2009 2:40:10 GMT -5
DJ sat with Trixie. "Help is coming, you just hold on, ok?" He was doing his best to stay calm. He sat with her gently cradling her, like a little girl would hold her favorite doll.
The police and medics arrived with Jay leading the way. "Help is here Trix. Just stay calm." He let the medics in to do their work.
"We need to get her to the hospital asap, looks like the bullet is lodged in her side there."
DJ bit his lip. "I want to ride along with her." He spoke up. Daggers shot from his eyes as he saw Jay ready to start protest the idea, if he knew what was best he'd keep his mouth shut.
The one medic rolled his eyes. "I suppose in this case its fine but normally its against protocol." They carefully lifted her on to a gurney and started to wheel her away with DJ following behind.
He noticed the look of anger and frustration on Jay's face. Why couldn't he just accept things as they were and leave things alone?
He climbed into the back of the ambulance, and held Trixie's hand and gently kissing it.
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Sept 13, 2009 2:55:23 GMT -5
Trixie could not say much. She was still in shock from being shot. Pain was the only thing she felt. She just let DJ hold her. She heard her brother yelling for help and showing the paramedics and the cops where she was. For once he did something right. Jay just looked at his sister as they worked. The DJ made the stupidest suggestion. Jay shot him daggers. "No...I am her brother..He is not going..." But it was too late.
Trixie looked at the paramedic, "It's okay...I want him to come..he..he is...my boyfriend...of sorts." She had to add the last part because hell she had no idea what they really were. That's what helped the paramedic make up his mind. Jay could not believe what he heard. Before DJ left Jay pulled him back by his shirt, "This is not over. Not by a long shot. I swear she dies and I am coming for you...you better fucking prove how much you love her and not let her die..." With that said Jay let DJ go. "I love ya Trix....I will meet you there." He told her as they rolled her away.
Trixie hated to be alone. She looked up at DJ. "I said boyfriend..I must be delusional from blood loss." She said with a smile. "Thanks....for coming..." She said honestly and in the softest voice she had. She could not do this alone and jay was too much to handle so it had to be DJ. She squeezed his hand as he kissed it and just looked at him. God she hated how after only a few days he had gotten to her. "You...you were right...about everything.." She was referring to the research he did..about her...he got it..he did...
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Post by D.J. Mac on Sept 14, 2009 9:47:01 GMT -5
If no one had been there, DJ would have pounded Jay into the ground, this wasn't his call. Thank god Trixie had spoke up and granted permission.
DJ was sharp and caught the fact she had called him her 'boyfriend'. He felt the tug from Jay and scowled coldly at the threat. "I'm not scared of you Jay, you remember that." Why did he have to make a production of everything?
He stayed out the way as the paramedics did their work of what they could till they arrived at the hospital. Soon he was next to Trixie and even managed a small smile at her comment. He wasn't going to argue this time around. "That could be it." He stated simply giving her a wink.
"Theres no way I'd let you do this alone and I can't even think of how your brother would be in here." He gently ran a couple fingers over her forehead. "Shhhh save your strength, what I know doesn't matter right now. That will be between you and me." He leaned in and kissed her softly as the ambulance pulled into the E/R entrance.
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Post by Trixie Michaels on Sept 14, 2009 16:17:05 GMT -5
Trixie missed the interaction between Jay and DJ. Then again even if she had seen it, her mind was not really around. If that made sense. Trixie laughed a small laugh when DJ asked about Jay, "He would be yelling at the paramedics.....no doubt causing a scene....he is not my brother is he doesn't act like an.....an....idiot...." She said. The words came out slowly, but she said them. It was hard to talk, but Trixie felt if she did not talk them something was wrong. Right now she would rather focus on talking then just laying there and feeling the pain as the paramedics worked.
Trixie kissed DJ back. Who knew what would happen when she was finally about to concentrate. However, what she did know is she could not take back what she said, but did she even want to? Jay would be pissed. Trixie locked eyes with DJ as the ambulence stopped. "Wait....." She told the paramedics, "If something happens....please.....don't let Jay....don't let him hurt himself....he is stupid when....when people...he loves get hurt....and I know...I know you don't get...along with him, but please....watch him..."
Trixie had to give her if she died speech. Right now who knew what would happen. She trusted DJ deep down and trusted him to literally knock some sense into Jay, "Kick his ass if you have too....or...or talk to Nate....he can...he can help. And....and...I'm sorry for being difficult...trust....not easy...but...you...I hate you you know that...you...got through" hopefully DJ would understand what she meant and that she did not really hate him. With that said the paramedics led Trixie away and to surgery.
Trixie was lucky. The bullet missed all major artieries and organs. All that needed to be done was to have the bullet removed. Of course she had to stay overnight. She had to be watched due to blood loss and location of the injury. Trixie had yet to be questioned. Odds are that would happen when she would be released. Depending how everything went Trixie could be released the next night. Or the morning of Wednesday. However, she could have visitors starting Tuesday morning. Either way Trixie would survive and that's what the doctor told DJ and Jay.
Tag fro wrap....
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