Without Her

Chapter 59 - Regret

Tw- SHAGGING due to Ashleigh :)

Jac runs down the stairs, and bursts through the doors of Pulses.

Nicky sees her, "Jac, are you okay?"

"I need too...." She starts, as she freezes once again.

"You need to what?" Nicky asks, "Sit down."

"No, I need to..."

"Miss Naylor, what's wrong?"

"It's Kian.." Jac says, as she starts to stress out some more.

"What's Kian?" Nicky says, confused.

"He's uh, he's..."

"Jac, you aren't making any sense at all."

Jac slumps into a chair, and starts to cry.

"Okay, okay please don't cry." Nicky replies, sitting across from her.

"What am I going to do, without the love of my life?" She asks, rubbing her head in distress.

"What? What do you mean?" Nicky asks, concerned.

"Kian, he's dead...I think."

"What do you mean, he's dead?!" Nicky says, alarmed.

Jac looks down at the floor, and sighs.

Nicky goes to hug her, but Jac just glares at her.

"Touch me, and you'll regret it."

"Okay, okay."

"I should go, I need to get to St James'."

"Why, what's going on there?" Nicky cocks her head, in confusion.

"That's where his body is, I think." Jac replies, standing up.

As Jac goes to leave, she hears a nearby consultant complaining about Kian.

"I can't believe that man yet again, abandoned his job."

"I mean come on, this is stupid now. He goes at the worst times." She sighs, "Is he not considerate enough to think about how it disrupts, our jobs and schedule?"

"Like what if I want to go out drinking, or have a night out?"

"I'm sorry?" Jac says, walking up to the woman.

"Are you telling me that your stupid little life, of drinking and drugs. Is more important then my husband?"

"More important then the love of my life? You're the inconsiderate one."

"Well maybe if he didn't run off every five minutes, then we would care."

"You bitch." Jac says, inching closer to her.

"Oh I'm the bitch? At least I'm not hooked on drugs."

Jac snaps, and she lunges forward punching the doctor.

Sacha and Fletch come running, to break them up.

"You two, stop it!" Sacha says, grabbing Jac by her shoulders and trying to pull her away.

"No!" Jac shouts, "My husband is dead!"

"What?" Fletch and Sacha say, in confusion.

Jac looks at the lady doctor, "I suppose you got your wish, he can't run away anymore because he's dead."