ROGUE

16 : Hospital death

Your POV
Jason was mad and I could tell.
As I sat in the passenger seat of his black car with a towel wrapped around my bleeding arm, I watched as Jason's jaw clenched and unclenched.

"I'm sorry." I whispered as he pulled up outside the hospital.

He turned to me. "I know you hate me. But tonight, I am your boyfriend. My name is Justin and yours is whatever the fuck you want to call yourself. Neither of us know what happened, we were just on a night walk and you suddenly got shot. If you tell a different story, tell anyone what I've done, tell anyone my name or try to escape again, I swear to god, Y/n, I will shoot every living person in this hospital. Got it?" He said coldly.

I gulped and nodded.
Jason glared at me and got out the car, I got out too and he took my wrist in a firm grip. He was dragging me across the car park as if I was a dog on a leash.

"Jason, no ones gonna believe we're a couple if you're gonna pull me around like this." I snapped.

Jason stopped and wrapped his arm around my waist, digging his fingers painfully into my side.
"Now they will. Maybe it will be even more believable if I shove my tongue down your throat. Shove you against a wall and fuck you till you're shaking." He smirked.

I looked at him in disgust and shook my head. "No, I think this is enough."

I winced at how hard Jason's fingers were digging into me.
We walked to the entrance of the hospital and I sighed when we walked in and the heat wrapped around us.
Jason's cheeks and nose were pinched a light shade of pink from the cold. His hair was wet and messy but his eyes were dull and sad.
He lead me up to the front desk.

"Hey we need medical attention immediately." Jason said bluntly.

The lady at the desk looked at him through her glasses. A smile drawn on her lips and her bleached blonde hair pulled so tightly back that her skin stretched out.

"And what is your name, sir?" She asked innocently, fluttering her inch long fake eyelashes which were miserably attempted to put on.

"Justin." Jason said lowly.

The lady turned to me. "And yours, miss?" She asked.

I licked my lips. "Bertha."

Jason snorted, the lady raised an eyebrow at him.

"And what is the emergency?" The lady asked again, beaming at Jason.

"Her arm is bleeding really bad." Jason said.

"How old are you miss?" She asked me.

"18."

"Any allergies?"

"Nope."

"Your relationship between you and Justin?" She smiled innocently.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Is that necessary?" I snapped, getting irritated by the amount of time she was wasting whilst I was in so much pain.

"Yes, miss." She replied.

"We're not in a relationshi-" I started but Jason elbowed me harshly. "He's my boyfriend..." I said shamefully.

The lady's cheesy smile dropped. "Go wait in the waiting room." She said flatly.

Jason flashed a smile. "Thanks."

He pulled me away with him. I sat down on the blue chairs next to him. He glared at me.
"This close, Y/n. This close." He whispered, holding a small space between his thumb and his index finger.