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I shake my head before nodding toward my room, and he nods, going that way to open the door for me as Cherrie’s fake shocked cry echoes through the room.
"Smokey, baby, you're hurt, put the bitch down!"
Wrong fucking thing to say.
I glare at her, making her flinch back as I walk to the hallway, Snakes growl following.
"Cherrie, pack you're shit and get the fuck out of my club."
Cherrie gasps and starts to plead, but we all ignore her as my mother escorts her to her room to pack her shit.
No one disrespects an old lady, and yes, Liv is my old lady. She just has to get on board with it.
As soon as I reach my room, I lay my girl on my dark brown sheets. She doesn't stir, making my throat tighten. Doc pats my back, and I step away. Hallie comes to stand next to me, gripping my arm as she cries, "What happened?"
I swallow hard as brothers all crowd around my door. Breaker takes a seat next to my girl, looking at me, and I shake my head.
"As Tech and I drove past the bakery, I noticed her truck still there?—"
Hallie interjects, "But she was supposed to be finished at one!"
I shrug, trying to control my anger as I grind out, "Probably Florence ditching again, I don't know. We stopped, and as soon as I switched my bike off, I heard her scream my name. I didn't think, I just ran to the alley behind the bakery. Harris, that fucker, was assaulting her."
Hallie lets out a heartbreaking cry as the brothers growl. Breaker slowly stands up.
"Please tell me we have the fucker."
I give him a firm nod before I look back at my girl while Doc does his checks.
Ten minutes later, he stands then looks at me.
"She has a concussion, that's definite. Her cheekbone and jaw are only bruised—nothing broken. She's covered in cuts and bruises, brother, but she'll be ok."
Hallie cuts in, "What about a rape kit? She needs one done right now!"
I flinch at her words as Doc shakes his head and looks at Hallie, firmly stating, "Not without her consent, Hallie, and I know she's your daughter, but not only are we not in the hospital, but I will not traumatize Liv any more than she already has been on your say so. Because right now, you're not thinking like a nurse, you're thinking like a parent, and a nurse knows we need to wait until she wakes."
Hallie looks down in shame, and I go to sit next to my girl. Doc grips my arm.
"Lift up your shirt, brother."
I sigh as everyone looks at me, freezing when they see the blood. Slowly, I lift the shirt, the deep gash from the knife bleeding in between my ribs. Doc and the brothers in the doorway curse as Hallie pulls me to the bed. I don't fight her because that's where I want to be anyway. I lay next to my girl as Doc gloves up, narrowing his eyes at me.
"You should have let me do this first, Smokey. You're at high risk of infection the longer you leave it!"
I raise a brow as Hallie starts to clean around my wound. "So, if Kennedy was hurt and you got hurt, you'd want to be seen first?"
He growls, knowing I'm right. If Ken was hurt, he'd move heaven and earth to ensure she was seen to, now Prue, on the other hand…probably not.
Hallie tries to contain her smirk, knowing Doc's history, before she moves away. Doc steps forward with a needle.
Fuck me.
He smirks, clearly enjoying this after I called him out on his shit, but then he gets to work, stitching my skin back together while the brothers try to contain their laughter, the fuckers.
Twenty minutes later, I'm finally alone with my girl. Doc said she'll wake in a few hours, that her body just went into shock then shut down to protect itself. I bounce my leg, sucking my lip ring into my mouth, wanting to climb on the bed with her, but I know I won't want to leave if I did, and I know there's a fucker waiting for his comeuppance for touching my girl.
Her face is bruised, and fingerprints mark her beautiful body, her inner thighs….
