Chapter 68 Rachel didn't die!

Lana's POV

I glared at the two huge muscular men wearing tight suits with earpiece sticking out of their ears standing just right beside Rachel's hospital room.

They were freaking bodyguards!

Just a little gun wound and now there were bodyguard in front of a fucking door, and the worst part was these bastards had refused to let me in!!!

" Do you know who I am?" I threatened swinging my arms in the air. I have been standing here for almost ten minutes now but they were acting like I was invisible, and any time I tried to even move a feet closer to the door, both of them hold put their hand to me and push me away. If it wasn't fot the fact that I could slightly see their chest moving up and down, I would have thought they were robots.

I came all the way from London, England just because I wanted to see how she was doing after I shot her.

I freaking shot her.

I let out a sigh remembering how I switched the prop gun with a real one few minutes before the scene. She was supposed to be dead!

I wanted her to die and she probably would've if it wasn't for that little brat Jake who came to announce that she was really shot.

She could have just died. For a second, a split second I saw my trouble coming to my end. All my problems which got somehow entangled with Rachel being alive, everything was finally going to be alright.

But then the doctor just had to say that the operation was successful and that bitch survived.

I almost removed my hair! Everything I had planned just went down the drain just because of Hannah's little brat and that Marina. And to make matters worse Ethan didn't remember me!

How could he not remember me? I was the only one who protected him when Rachel and Marina would bully him, he owed his sanity to me, literally and now he doesn't remember?

But it makes sense though, if he indeed have his memories why on heck would he date the best friend same woman who ruined his high school life?

So Immediately after the last dinner with the director and the producer who gave me an ear full because of that dumb gun incident that didn't even kill Rachel, they almost even fired me for that failed shit!, I packed my bags and left England, spent almost eight hours on a flight just to come here and now this motherfuckers refused to let me see Rachel? Or even Ethan who I could bet was inside.

" You better let me in right now, or else..."

"Or else what?" I heard a familiar voice say and I turned back to see a smug looking Marina standing next to the guy from the party who saved her from David's anger.

What were they doing here?

" Hello Lana I can you're outside". Marina said with a smirk crossing her hand on her chest.

I snorted rolling my eyes.

" I can see see someone is proud because she just got a new bodyguard".

"And I can see someone should be excited because she's yet to go to jail for attempted murder". Marian said with a snicker and a mocking smile.

My clenched my jaw narrowing my eyes at her.

Rachel didn't even die!

" You fucking... "

" Hey don't curse you're in a hospital ". She interrupted with a slight laughter.

I took in a sharp breath trying to calm my nerves before I go berserk on Marina and possibly get dragged out my the good-looking and tall guy behind her.

Though the guy had a soft face and didn't look like he harm anyone right now, I've seen his other side when he held David's hand when he wanted to hit Marina. David was strong, and for a guy to hold his hands like that, he must have extreme fighting skills.

" What's with the two buffoons standing outside the door, are you and Rachel scared of something? " Then it suddenly dawned on me. "Is she awake?" I asked in surprise.

She was awake already?

I snickered shaking my head.

Just two weeks. I was only able to knock her out for two weeks?

And I almost got arrested and fired for this shit. Why can't she just die... I groaned inwardly.

" Why? Are you scared she is going to press charges?" Marina asked with a small chuckle.

She was trying to rile me up, and the worst part was that it was working.

I took a nother breath, crossing my hands on my chest. That was when I noticed the bag the tall guy behind her was holding.

It was a takeout bag, from... From Jens?

What the hell?

How the hell did she get that shit?

Jens was the top restaurant in New York because they served the best food. It took weeks even months to get a reservation, and Marina and that guy got a takeout?

Could this be Ethan's doing?

He was announced almost a month ago the owner of the biggest company in the country so he could do this...

Why was Rachel always so lucky?!

"Earth to Lana... Hey Lana". Marina snapped her fingers on my face and I shoved it out glaring at her. " Let me in, I want to see Rachel". I said arranging my tight dress.

" Why? " The guy behind Rachel asked finally speaking up for the first time today.

" Oh yeah, Lana I'm yet to introduce you".

Marina said with a smile before walking back to the guy holding his shoulders.

"This is Mark, Rachel's boyfriend assistant, oh that's Ethan". She said with a small mocking smile.

I forced a smile. " So that means you settled for Ethan's assistant ". I remarked and her smile widened.

" At least he's better than the asshole of a man you're fighting for, the woman beater". Marina said with an innocent smile and blink.

I bit my lip harder clenching my teeth in my mouth. How did Marina know David beats women?

Mark gently pushed Marina hands off his shoulders and walked towards me the smile on his face disappearing.

" Get out of here, you can never get in anyways". He said in a threatening tone.

I felt a shiver down my spine, taking a step back.

He could be scary when he wanted to.

" Yes Lana, you better leave now, before the bodyguard throw you out of the hospital ". Marina seconded said blinking her eyes at me.

I clenched my fists when tighter.

Why was this happening to me!

" This is not over". I growled at Marina and Mark before walking out of the hospital trying my best not to blow up with my high shoes making a click clack sound with every step.

Those bastards, who the hell did they think I am?

I got into my car driving as frantically as possible, it was a miracle I didn't get an accident or kill somebody on the road.

I barged into my old apartment, slamming my door shut as I dropped my bag on the floor.

I had moved into the Andrew's mansion already but since I had just arrived back in the country, I was yet to call them about my arrival plus I needed a place to vent

" Those mother fucking bastards!"