The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter fifty-one

Tisha pov

When I got back to the room, I prayed silently that those guys wouldn’t harm anyone. I knew Liam or Mac could beat them, I had seen them take on one or two persons before.

“Do you know those guys?” I asked Isabella who was on her phone.

“Yeah, they refer to them as the brothers of light. They are very dangerous” I stared at her in shock from the revelation she had just given. If those guys are extremely dangerous like she said, then big trouble is bound to happen.

After a while, I noticed the music was back and I sighed in relief, believing that Mac had calmed the situation down.

“Since the music is back, why don’t we head out and continue with the party,” Isabella said, closing up her phone and heading for the door. I grabbed her hand and held her back

“No Isabella, Mac said we should stay back and I think it is better we simply obey him”

“But the music is back, this means he has settled the differences he has with them. Come on girl, let’s just go” Before she could get the handle of the door, we heard a gunshot.

Isabella and I both rushed back towards the bed, scared for our lives as the music also quieted down. I could hear the sound of a police siren, and I decided to check the window, only to see police coming over to the house and stopping.

Seeing the police, so many thoughts began to run through my mind. The first was the safety of everyone. The second thought that came to my mind was the disappointing look that my father and Mom would have on their faces when they found out that there was a party by the house and the police came by.

“What could be wrong,” Isabell asked in a hushed tone. I was too scared to go out and check.

“I don’t know” I whispered back to her, hearing the voice of the police from downstairs, even though I could not make out what they were saying.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of an ambulance coming right to the house. I became alarmed, knowing someone must have been probably hurting.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Still, on the window, I noticed someone was being pushed in a stretcher into the ambulance, the color of the shirt looked familiar and before they could close the door, I checked closely and realized that the shirt belonged to Mac.

“Mac is hurt!!” I said out loud, jumping out of the bed and running towards the door to get it opened.

I rushed downstairs to see the mess that had been made in the living room, there was no one on sight, only the policemen, who had taken notice of our presence.

“Are you a member of this house?” One of the officers asked me and I shook my head.

“We got a report that some guys were seen heavily armed, coming to this place and before we could get here, the damage was already done”

“Please officers, where is he? Where is he being taken to, he is my boyfriend” I said, seeing the stain of blood on the ground and trying to hold myself.

“He is being taken to Grimard hospital, across the street. We need your parents or guardian’s contact” I wrote it out on a piece of paper that they gave to me.

I rushed back into my room to get my purse, with Isabella right behind me. I was nervous, Mac’s life mattered a lot and I could not imagine the anger that would befall Blair and my father knowing that I hosted a birthday party without their consent.

“I will be on my way Isabella, I need you to help me clean up the mess, I beg you”

“Sure, please stay safe and I hope nothing happens to him” I was glad to have a friend like Isabella, who could stick with me in dire situations.

I stepped into the car, turned on the ignition, and sped off to the hospital. On the way, my phone began to ring. I didn’t need a soothsayer, telling me that it was either Blair or my dad that was calling. I didn’t pick up as I focused on the busy road, my heart was beating fast as I prayed silently that nothing happened to Mac.

When I arrived at the hospital, I noticed every single nurse was running about, holding up reports and files, not willing to pay attention to anything I said.

“Excuse me please, I need your help. My boyfriend was brought here a few minutes ago and I need to know which ward he has been taken to?”

“Oh! The patient was shot in the leg. Well, check out the last room, that is where he is being tended to” I thanked her and rushed to the place. On my way there, my phone began to ring, checking it I discovered it was my dad.

“Hey Dad”

“Tisha, what is going on? I just got a call from the police, informing me that some dude has been shot in our apartment”

“Dad, I can’t talk right now, I will call you back” Before he could say anything else again, I hung up.

Upon reaching the emergency room, I noticed it was locked and I knocked heavily but there was no response.

After a while, the door opened to reveal a nurse coming out.

“Excuse me, my name is Tisha, boyfriend of the patient you are treating, how is he holding up?” The nurse seemed to be in a hurry from the look on her face.

“That’s the doctor, please ask him” I turned to see a man in his fifties, also coming out of the room, with a report in his hands.

“Please doctor, how is he holding up?”

“Don’t worry ma’am, I believe he will be fine. He is lucky not to have sustained any serious injuries and he will be back to his feet in no time” I sighed in relief, putting faith in the doctor’s word.

“I will need you to call your parents, I need to see them”

“It’s no problem doctor, I will contact them right away” He smiled and left. I took up my phone and called my dad.

“Hey Dad, sorry for putting you all in so much suspense. His name is Mac and he was shot at the party and is being tended to, the doctor wishes to see you and Blair”

“We have already taken the next Available flight Tisha, we are on our way”