Chapter 64 Fighting for her life

Ethan's POV

Lana's eyes widened in surprise when I asked that. She really was not expecting that. But seriously what was she expecting? That I would run to hug or something?

She should be glad that we were not in a secluded area if not I would have murdered her myself right now.

" It's... It's me". She said incoherently pointing at herself.

Marina snorted, and winked at me seeming to understand what I was playing at. " Yeah, don't you know her? She's the one that just tried to kill your girlfriend".

My state turned to a glare and I followed along with what Marina was doing. " She did what? So she's the lady who shot my girlfriend with a ' prop ' gun and the reason she's in coma right now" I said emphasizing the prop.

No seriously did she think we were children? How could she lie that she didn't know the gun was real?

"No... That's not, that's not me". Lana denied taking a few step back. " I said I didn't know the gun was real, if anyone is at fault it's the set managers ". She shouted.

I was about to answer her when I saw two more women walking into the hospital.

"Ethan". My sister ran to me giving me a hug, while Olivia followed behind her flashing me a small smile.

" I had no idea you were back. Wait, when did you come back?" She asked pulling away from the hug.

"About half an hour ago" I answered and I eyes widened in surprise.

Why was it so surprising? Rachel was in a fucking coma!

Lana ran to meet Olivia holding her hand. " Olivia, Ethan is accusing me for the shooting mistake, can you please explain to him that's it's not my fault?" Olivia raised a brow at Lana muttering something before turning to look at me.

" I don't want to hear it. I'm giving you all the grace of today, by tomorrow everyone at fault should be in front of me and I don't care whoever it is". I stated walking away from the crowd.

Mark followed right behind me with Marina walking beside him.

"Ethan, wait". I heard Hannah call and I paused in my tracks. I turned around looking at Mark and Marina who had also stopped walking. " You guys go ahead, I'll be there in a second, just have to talk to my sister first". I said to them before Hannah finally walked up to us.

" Come with me". I said dragging her out of there and out of the hospital, I didn't stop until I was sure no one was watching.

"What was that? " I asked in a cold voice dropping her hands.

Hannah shrugged putting out her hands. " What was what?"

" They said it was filming accident. How could a lady hold a loaded gun and claim to have no idea?"

Hannah scoffed. " How is that my fault? I'm not even an actress not to talk of acting with them".

" Did I say you were an actress? You said you came here because you wanted to meet Rachel, I thought you could at least protect her "

How? I had no idea.

I knew what I was saying had no sense to it, like how was my sister supposed to protect Rachel? She was not even part of the damn show, but it was killing me knowing that Rachel was in coma and I couldn't do anything about it.

" Ethan". Hannah let out a huge breath. Before touching my shoulder." I know you feel helpless with happened to Rachel, but don't take it out on me"

I sighed brushing my hair backwards roughly. " What about Lana, you don't think she's innocent about this. And you told me that Olivia had been talking to her most of the time... "

" Wait, are you trying to accuse Olivia or Lana for this? " Hannah asked in disbelief blinking her eyes at me.

I pursed my lips.

Of course, I was accusing them. Though Rachel didn't say anything I was sure she didn't like Olivia and I was not sure Olivia liked her too.

" Ethan stop it. Stop blaming anyone and everyone that you can, and it's not your fault either. Yes, I think Lana's excuse is a bit shady but... I don't think she would fire a loaded gun to Rachel on purpose. "

I hissed taking in a deep breath.

As much as I hated to admit it, Hannah was right. Lana knew what was at stake if she did something as stupid as that on purpose, so why would she do it?

" Uncle Ethan?" I heard a little voice call and I turned toward the sound.

"Jake?" I smiled kneeling down and opening my hands wide to catch the kid who was running towards me. " Hey my little solider".

" Uncle Ethan, what are you doing here? " He asked with a huge smile on his cute little face. I smiled as he blinked his big blue eyes at me.

Those eyes, they looked exactly like mine, like his mother's, my sister. My dad had the same eyes and he passed it down to us making it look like an heritable trait.

I had imagine having a child with Rachel with the same eyes, whether it was a boy a girl I wouldn't care, all I wanted was for it to me ours, and now because of that stupid Lana's mistake I might never get that chance.

Rachel was fighting for her life in the hospital while that bitch was out roaming and now she had even figured out who I really was... Well I expected it since that was Rachel's plan from the beginning.

" Uncle are you alright?" I heard Jake asked his big blue eyes looking at me worriedly.

I forced a smile on my lips nuzzling him close to me. " I'm fine, just thinking about my girlfriend".

" Rachel?" He asked and I nodded.

" I'm sorry about what happened to her. But she really is cool though, even with the injury she still managed to finish the entire scene before blacking out". He said in amazement.

Wait, did he say with her injury?

I slowly put him down, holding his shoulders. " You knew about Rachel's injury?" I asked in surprise and Jake nodded.

"It was impossible not to know. She had blood all over her and was trying her best to not groan in pain". He said his eyes looking away from me.

I snickered trying my best not to get angry at my little nephew. "Why... Why didn't you tell anyone? If you had spoken up in time she might not be in a coma right now". I accused my voice slowly rising the more I talked.

" I didn't know what to do, and we were still shooting and... "

" You should have said something, anything. She was groaning in pain and they kept shooting? " My chest heaved up and down in anger. I really had to have a talk with the producer and the director and everybody fucking in charge!

Jake trembled taking a step back from me. His eyes turned red and his lips formed a pout. " She wanted to complete the scene and I... "

" Ethan stop shouting at my son like that". Hannah yelled walking up to us. She knelt down beside Jake hugging him close to herself while glaring at me.

" From what I heard he was the one who told everyone that Rachel was really shot, so I won't have you blaming him for this shit! " She yelled glaring at me.

I backed away combing my hands through my hair.

Hannah was right, I wanted someone to blame.

Rachel was in a fucking coma and I has no idea what to do than to blame people for it.

Jake cleared his throat and I looked at him. " Uncle I know you're mad but please don't do anything rash. Despite the pain from the gunshot wound Rachel kept acting because she wanted to finish the scene, if you do anything now that can jeopardize the movie, it might make her sad when she wakes up". He said in a small voice.

I looked towards Hannah who nodded at me.

Jake was right.

The Rachel I knew was a fighter and

would immediately shouted that she was shot, if she endured the pain for that long it meant she wanted to movie and just ending it might actually break her.

Dargh.... If felt so useless!