Emergency Fanfiction Johnny Collapses Novels & Stories

When I got out of the shower and dried myself, I put on white underwear, sweatpants, and a black crop top. I walked over to my bed and thought about what had happened. I couldn’t get the images out of my head—the bloodied bodies, gunshots, and gurgles of the men. The door opened, and I saw Johnny enter. "Sorry for disturbing you," he said as he closed the door behind him. "I want to ask you something," he said, looking me straight in the eyes.

Jonathan gave her a nod as they looked back at the process and suddenly a loud sky piercing scream was heard Johnny’s eyes opened wide as he was struggling on the floor to move, he was screaming a lot, “please stop, please stop, stop, stop, it hurts please stop!!! He was beginning as he was crying and struggling trying to move his hands and legs but he wasn’t able to do that since they were pinned to the ground so she moved his head side to side and sais his dad over there, “DAD DAD! MAKE IT STOP DAD PLEASE!’ Everyone just clenched their fists and attached as Jhonny screamed at the top of his lungs

The hallway went tense the moment Jesse collapsed. Aiden knelt beside him, brow furrowed as nurses rushed in with a stretcher. They wheeled Jesse toward the emergency room, and Aiden instinctively stepped forward to follow, but before he could, Johnny grabbed his stomach and fell to the floor as well just as planned. “Doctor Emilia, check on him,” Doctor Craig ordered quickly, already sprinting after Jesse and the nurses. Aiden clenched his jaw, unsure of what was happening, but with Johnny down, the plan had to continue. He bent down, lifted Johnny easily, and guided him toward another ward, far from the scene. Emilia followed reluctantly, clutching her files.

“Grandma!” Jayden strode over in a hurry and caught the falling Old Madam Flint. It was then Felicia came down from the second floor and saw the terrifying scene. “Jayden, what happened to Old Madam Flint?” “I don’t know! She just fainted!” Jayden was terrified. Felicia ran over and took over. She checked on Old Madam Flint and even performed CPR. “Jayden, call the ambulance!” “Oh, oh right!” Jayden reacted. He looked around and saw the phone that fell off Old Madam Flint’s hands.

Day 10: Johnny wakes up feeling achy. Everywhere hurts. Slowly, he bent his head forward and grunted as the pain ran down the back of his neck and settled back between his shoulders. He squirmed and fell back onto the mattress. This is going to be more difficult than you think. With each passing second, sanity slowly returned, and before long, his heart began to beat in a frantic rhythm. Last night he went out. “Johnny? Is that you?" Johnny grumbled. Is not. No, no, no, nogggg. He pressed his face deeply into the bed below. Your boy is having an erection. It's not just the usual "good morning flag" phenomenon. He is remembering.

He couldn’t stop thinking of Anna—her smile, her laugh, her stubborn spirit—and the image of her broken and helpless clawed at his chest. After ten painstaking minutes, one of the tech analysts jerked his head up. “Got it! The call came from the outskirts of the city.” “The outskirts?” Erick and Vivian echoed in disbelief. Gerald’s chair scraped back violently as he surged to his feet. His voice rang with command. “What the hell are we waiting for? Let’s move, now!” --- Anna’s eyes widened in horror as CJ collapsed in front of her. His body hit the ground with a sickening thud, blood pouring from his chest like a crimson river. Jasmine stood over him, the gun still smoking in her hand, a dev

"Please, Danial, I beg you," Johnny cried out in agony. "Have mercy on me. I will do anything you ask." Danial didn't even look at him and stepped on his other leg breaking it as well. Johnny kept shouting as he bore the pain that Danial was causing him. Danial then moved to his right arm and slowly started breaking each finger. Danial showed no signs of stopping as he continued to break each of Johnny's fingers one by one. The room echoed with the sound of bones snapping and Johnny's screams of pain. Danial stopped breaking Johnny's finger and took out a crumbled note from his pocket he stuffed the note in Johnny's broken hand and said "I won't kill you but if you don't send this note to it

"You have a lot of questions, and you might . . . have problems with some of the answers. But in response to how long you've been here, the answer is four days." "Four days!" Jane said, sitting upright despite the searing pain. She tried to get off the table, but her body simply wouldn't allow it. She also realized that except for a few well-placed bandages, she was dressed only in her undergarments. "Where are my clothes?! I need . . . to go. My jobs . . . God, I've probably been fired! And the rent was due . . . oh God!" she said slumping back onto the table. "I'll lose my place, or I'll have to . . ." Jane stopped, her shoulders shaking as tears began to fall. She had lost everything. She

Time seemed to slow. Johnny moved like lightning, crossing the room in three strides. He tackled Gia before she could swing the bottom at him, the bottle flying from her hand and shattering against the wall. She struggled and thrashed like a wild animal and they both crashed into the side table, lamp toppling with a bang. Johnny tackled her and hit a spot on her neck which made her fall unconscious instantly. Charlotte’s fingers fumbled with the phone and her vision became even worse “I'm calling the polic…!” but before she could finish talking, Johnny eloped her in a tight hug that almost took her breath away.

It is enough to show how surprised the pitiful man was after reading the contents of the invitation cover. Jhonny smothered his mouth in disbelief, his tears rushing without being able to bear it. Jhonny's steps inched back, accidentally stepping on the shards of the glass he dropped. But, the soreness of the shards stuck in the soles of his feet was nothing compared to the pain piercing his heart at this time. Jhonny's body hit the kitchen counter, then slumped to the floor. A trace of blood coming out of his feet littered the floor, adding to the gloomy impression.