HELP IS ON THE WAY

PEARL’S POV~

“Oh my God! Help! Help! Please, someone, I'm bleeding! Logan!” I shrieked as I rattled the gates of the estate locked before me, the guards stationed out front ignored me.

“Please help me! I'm bleeding!” I cried again but they stood there stoically in the rain, the downpour was much too excessive and the streets were flooded.

 “Logan you bastard you will regret doing this to me, argh” I screamed.

One of the guards placed his comm close to his ear, and soon he pointed the gun at my face.

 “move it! Or I blow your head clean off, orders from above” he stated.

I was horrified. Logan would dare to do this to me!

Angry, hurt, broken and full of revenge I moved slowly in the rain screaming for help as blood trickled down my leg.

I soon saw lights, but the rain blinded me and I didnt know if it was a car on the horizon or a motorcycle, as it drove closer I could see it was a cab.

Thank goodness!

“Stop! Please stop!” I cried in pain before jumping in front of it, the cab stopped and an Asian man stuck his head out.

“Maam are you okay?” he asked, “no I need to get to the hospital right now, my baby is in danger”

“I charge you plenty, the neighbourhood is too expensive” came his response.

“I don't care just get me to the hospital please”

He motioned for me to get in and soon we were driving towards the hospital.

 “drive faster! Faster!” I groaned in pain, I clenched his shirt as another shot of pain ran through me.

“Madam you sit still,  please, you have to sit still, unless we all die, let me do my job” he yelled back.

But I couldn't hold the pain anymore it was unbearable, it felt like my soul was on fire.

My waist ached and the blood streamed down endlessly.

I was terrified, dying and this man was driving like a turtle!

“Can you move faster im dying please!”

But he didn't listen, so I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I lunged forward and clenched the wheels.

“Madam stop, let it go or we both die!”

“Driver faster!”

As we struggled we swerved, he turned to push me away for a split second, not seeing the blinkers opposite him.

“Watch out!”

 A car crashed into us and I could see my life flash before me. How did I get here?

A moment ago I was coming home to give my husband good news, and now….

I blacked out, and my last prayer was a second chance to make things right.

A prayer answered…

I blinked back consciousness when I heard this voice.

“Are you okay?”

His voice was calm, but I didn't recognize him. Who is this?

I groaned in pain, my whole body ached, but I longed to see who this calm voice belonged to.

 I tried to open my eyes but I was blinded by my blood.

“Don't worry, help is on the way,” he mentioned.

I looked towards his direction, but all I could see were minuscule details, his hair was full, and his eyes, what colour were his eyes again?

I blacked out completely but not before I heard the saving sound of the ambulance.

When I came to, I opened my eyes slightly and I saw a man looking down at me, his eyes studying me.

 I gasped for breath, I sprang up.

“Hey Easy,” I heard a calm voice say before I felt warm hands lay me back down on the bed.

“Nurse, she's awake!” I heard him call.

I blinked as the light penetrated my eyes.

“Who are you? Where am I?” I asked, groaning in pain.

He stepped back after the doctor came in.

“Miss, how are you?” the doctor inquired before she started her examinations.

“I'm fine, where am I?” I groaned again.

“What’s your name? Do you remember your name?” she asked again.

“um Pearl….” I replied groggily.

“Well Miss Pearl You were in an accident, and this gentleman was the one who found you, bless his heart, he has even paid your hospital bills,” she explained.

I looked up at him confused, who was this man, he looked oddly familiar.

“I'm Nico D'Angelo,” he started.

I blinked again as my memories slowly returned.

“I know you, I've seen you before” I started pointing at his face.

“Yes I'm your husband’s silent partner”

I nodded, “Yes from the fundraiser” 

“How long was I out?” I inquired looking around.

“4 days” he replied, “and every night I've watched over you”

“Great now that we are now all acquainted, I'm going to deliver the other news now, Miss Pearl,” the doctor stared.

I could tell it was something dreadful the way her eyes roamed her notepad searching aimlessly for the bitter truth.

“I lost my baby didn't I?” my voice was low, a pain unimaginable, a baby I longed for and prayed for.

“I'm afraid so Miss Pearl I'm so sorry, but the good news is you can get pregnant again, there are no broken bones and the tests and scans all look good” She smiled and turned to depart.

“I'll give you some time to talk”

I smiled at her before I turned to him, 

“thank you for saving me, it turns out I owe you my life, I'll do anything to show my gratitude”

He smiled and moved closer to me, 

“I'm just glad you are okay, because I need to talk to you. It seems I'll be cashing in that favour now” he started, his tone changed and he glared at me a little more seriously.

 He folded his hands and started pacing around the room anxiously.

I was confused, the room was suddenly tense.

Just then a nurse barged in.

“Sir Come right now!  Her heart has just stopped!” 

I gasped in fear, oh my God what the hell is going on?

He grabbed my arms and shook me aggressively.

“It's now or never! We need your blood!”