Love of my life

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Leah's POV:
She's not talking! Fuck she's not talking! I'm crying, I'm crying harder than I ever have before. I text my mum and some of the girls. I text Rachel too.
Mum tries to ring me but I'm still on the phone to Maddie. I want to know she's okay, the police should have been there by now.
Everyone is stressing, no doubt crying. Rach is texting me saying she's on her way to Maddies now. I'm crying so much. Beth runs into my house.
Beth: LEAH!
She finds me sat on the kitchen floor.
Beth: Leah, hey Leah.
Leah: I can't lose her, I can't
Beth: shhh it's okay.
She pulls me into a hug. I hear shouting down the phone. It's the police.
Leah: wait, the police are there.
I hear them come into the bathroom.
Leah: HELP HER!
One of them picks up the phone.
Police officer: hello?
Leah: my girlfriend, she's my girlfriend, is she okay? Is she alive?
Police officer: she's alive, she has a pulse.
I breathe a sigh of relief.
Leah: please just help her, please
Police officer: we will try our best, paramedics are on their way.
Leah: get them to hurry up.
Police officer: they are a minute away, Leah.
Leah: I'm on my way to the hospital now, please just make sure she's okay.
I'm still crying. I'm crying so much it hurts.
Beth is hugging me still. My mum is on her way to mine now. Michael is on his way to the hospital.
I'm pacing around the kitchen, still crying when my mum walks in.
Amanda: Leah.
Leah: mum wha-what do I do?
Amanda: you have to be patient, come on I'll take you to the hospital now.
Leah: patient? Fucking patient? The love of my life have just been shot! And you're telling me to be patient?!
Amanda: bubba.
Leah: I can't do anything mum. I can't do anything.
I break down more.
Amanda: come on, let's get in the car.
I get in the car as Rachel calls me.
Rachel: Leah.
Leah: are you there? Is she still al-alive?
I choke on those words.
Rachel: leah I'll be honest, they have just had to do CPR on her.
Leah: wh-what?
Rachel: im following the ambulance in a police car right now.
Leah: ok ok, erm we will be like 2 hours.
Rachel: make that an hour.
I look at mum who puts her foot down.
Leah: Michael is on his way too.
Rachel: I'll look after her until you're here, I'd say don't worry but i bet you won't stop.
Leah: I'll never stop. You call me when you get there, you tell me everything that happens, please.
Rachel: goes without saying Le, I'll call you soon.
Leah: thanks rach.

The call ends and I sink in my seat more. Mum puts her hand on my knee.
Amanda: she'll be okay bubba.
I don't say anything, I just cry. All I can hear is the gunshot. All I can hear is Maddie wheezing down the phone. My girl, the love of my life potentially dying whilst I sit on my kitchen floor, helpless.

We get to the hospital. Mum hasn't even stopped the car and I jump out and run in.
Leah: Maddie Owen.
Receptionist: she's in surgery.
Leah: I want to know what's happening.
Receptionist: I can't tell you that unless you are family.
Leah: she's my girlfriend, of 6 years. Now tell me, tell me please.
Receptionist: I can't tell you.
I'm about to snap.
Rachel: leah.
I walk over to her.
Leah: tell me, tell me please.
Rachel: they wouldn't tell me anything either.
Leah: whe-where was she sh-shot?
Rachel: her stomach, her head was bleeding too.
I sit down with my head in my hands. Mum walks in with Michael.
Leah: Michael, I'm so sorry I wasn't there to protect her.
Michael: this wasn't your fault, what's going on? How is she?
Leah: no one will tell me anything
I am crying again.
Michael goes to reception and asks. He comes back over a minute later.
Michael: a doctor is coming to talk to us.
Michael picks me up and hugs me.
Leah: I'm so sorry.
Michael: no. No no you don't blame yourself for this. You hear me?
I just nod and wipe my tears away as the doctor comes over to us.
Doctor: Maddie Owen?
Michael: yeah, please just tell us.
Doctor: she's still in surgery.
Michael: okay, erm how bad?
Doctor: it's not great, she has a lot of internal bleeding, a lot of organ damage, it could be a while until she's out, I suggest you all head home and get some rest, I doubt she will be out for another 8 hours.
Leah: go home? Go fucking home? She's been SHOT! in her home!
Amanda: Leah.
Leah: no don't don't even try.
I walk out to get some air.