John‟s viewpoint
I was going up to the hospital today. As much as Amelia had hurt me and betrayed me I still worry about her. I don‟t even know what is wrong with her. I know that Helen had been there constantly and that meant that it wasn't a small injury. I had seen Olivia yesterday and she told me that it wasn't looking good. We didn't talk much; she just stumbled into the house and fell asleep almost right away.
I was walking into the hospital when I noticed someone familiar; it was the same guy that had been at Amelia‟s house, the guy that she had been seeing behind my back. He looked over, maybe noticing that I was staring at him. If looks could kill he would be dead. I didn't know who he was, I didn't care. I wanted to kill him.
I felt red hot rage swirl through my blood as I walked up to him. I grabbed him up by the neck and slammed him into the wall. "What the hell are you doing?" he chocked.
"You f**king son of a bitch! What are you doing here?" He went to open his mouth but whatever he was going to say was cut off by Helen's loud voice. "John! Put him down right now!" she yelled at me, grabbing my arm, trying to pull me away from him. I dropped the idiot right on to the floor and he got up rubbing his neck; baby.
"John, what the hell were you thinking? I have never seen you act this way. Jett has done nothing but good things for this family!" Helen was still yelling and shrieking at me, but I tunned her out. I was staring at, what had Helen called him? Oh yeah, Jett. I didn't know him or like him.
Right now I could happily kill him. I finally had Amelia and he turned up and he stole her. I loved her, I planned to marry her and he took her. "John. Answer me now" came Helen's stern voice.
"About what Helen?" I asked. "Why is Lord‟s name would you start a fight in a hospital? With Jett off all people, he is the reason that Amelia is alive" she responded fervently. "I am happy she is not dead Helen, very happy. He, on the other hand, I couldn't care less. He stole her fro" "I didn't steal her you fuck wit" Jett cut in, "You walked in when she was having a fit and left! I really could‟ve used the help. If she died it would have been you bloody fault" "Boys that is enough" she turned to John
"How could you think that Amelia would do anything to hurt you? My sweet daughter loves you; she raised your three children without you! Do you know what she had to give up? How hard her life has been? How hard it is still going to be? She loves you and she wouldn't do anything to betray you!" I glared at her, anger had completely taken over. How dare she say that?
"I doubt very much that she loves me, Helen," I said quietly and dangerously, "I have the proof in front of me. Hell she got pregnant at seventeen, Lord knows how many people she has slept with and you think to defend her as a precious daughter? If that was one of my daughters I wouldn't even think about it"
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"I doubt very much that she loves me, Helen," John said quietly and dangerously, "I have the proof in front of me. Hell she got pregnant at seventeen, Lord knows how many people she has slept with and you think to defend her as a daughter? If that was one of my daughters I wouldn't even think about it" Hearing John's words were a snap back to reality.