I can’t force Ice to stay and let us in. I can’t make Ana believe in me and tell me she loves me.
It feels like one wrong move, and I could be completely shattered by the people who mean the most to me.
I don’t know how long I sit with Ana while she eats and watches her movie, since a different one seems to be playing now. Ana is asleep with her head in my lap. I didn’t even realize she moved.
My phone rings. I grab it out of my pocket, trying not to move too much so that I don’t wake up my woman.
I see it’s my Prez on the screen.
“Yeah, Prez?” I ask.
“You and Ana need to get to the hospital right away,” he says with his voice sounding rough.
“What’s going on?” I ask before sitting up, which makes Ana rouse from sleep.
“Ice was in an accident,” he states.
Panic takes over as I listen to his words.
“What’s going on, Mav?” Ana says getting more alert.
“We need to go to the hospital. Ice got into an accident,” I tell her.
She rushes to get up, panic taking over her face.
“What happened? Is he okay?” she asks, sounding like she’s trying not to cry.
“I don’t know, Button. That’s all Prez said,” I tell her.
She nods her head, and we quickly leave the house and hope our man is okay.
Ana
I try to remain calm and not let the panic take over. I’m glad that Maverick is driving fast and makes it to the hospital in record time.
Most of the club is already there when we arrive.
“What happened?” Maverick asks as we walk up to Prez.
“He was run off the road. We don’t know who did it yet, but we will find out who is responsible. Some people driving at the same time saw this truck speed up to run him off the road before taking off. There must have been too many people around for him to make sure he finished the job,” Prez says angrily.
“How is he?” I ask with tears falling just thinking of someone trying to take my man away from me.
“We don’t know. As he had made me his emergency contact when he moved into town, they had just called me and told me what happened and said that he was going to have surgery,” he tells us.
I fall into a chair behind me as my knees feel weak.
Maverick sits beside me and puts his arm around my shoulder.
I block everyone out and don’t take my eyes off the door, willing the doctor to come and tell us something.
We wait hours before a doctor appears calling for Levi’s family.
“He has severe road rash. There will be scarring on his face, and there was a puncture to his lung that he needed to have surgery on. He lost a lot of blood, and we had to do some transfusions. We did notice some swelling in his brain, so we have put him in a medically induced coma until it goes down. We don’t know if there was any damage from that until he wakes up.”
A sob escapes me. I could have lost him. This is bad, but it could have been worse.
“When can we see him?” Maverick asks.
