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“How much pull do you have in town?” Op asked as we sped through the streets. Rose was in and out of consciousness. I hugged her to my chest, smoothing my hand through her hair, more to calm me than anything.
Skins turned a sharp corner and I pressed myself against the door. He’d brought a couple of brothers to take our bikes and picked Op and I up in a van, so we could get Rose some help and fast.
“There’s a private hospital in town. We have a lot of influence there so no need to worry.” He slammed on the brakes, nearly missing a car before flooring it again through the intersection. “Lane’s already there. One of the boys caught Slider before he called for an ambulance.”
I grunted as he swerved again. “We’d like to make it there alive if possible.”
He just laughed, as though I was making a joke.
I fucking wasn’t.
I few reckless maneuvers and sliding corners later we pulled up outside what looked like a nice motel. Two women were waiting at the front entrance with a stretcher and they rushed to the car.
“She’s lost a lot of blood from a wound in her forearm,” Skins informed them, leaping out and running around to open my door. Optimus followed suit, scrubbing his hand through his short hair and staring at Rose worriedly. “There's a deep contusion to her collarbone. Other injuries seem artificial, but she could have head trauma.”
I climbed out and the nurses were on me immediately, helping me to place Rose on the gurney.
“You a doctor?” Op asked Skins as we followed them inside.
He shook his head. “Did time as an EMT, I know what it is, but I let them fix it.”
The small waiting room was filled with men and women, ours and theirs. It was always a lot quicker through streets on a bike, easier to weave through traffic.
I tried to follow them through two large double doors, but Op pulled me back. “Let them do their job.” His face was blank as he stared at where they had disappeared. It was only a few months ago that he was going through this exact predicament with Chelsea after we’d found her and Rose in Marco DePalma’s basement.
I shook him off but began to pace.
“Any news on Lane?” he asked as Judge and my mom moved over to us, hugging each other tightly.
Judge shook his head. “Hoping to hear something soon. It’s been over an hour since they took her back there.”
Op flicked his head, indicating for us to move further away from the others. Judge followed but my mom just gave me a sad smile before returning to a small group, of who I assumed to be old ladies.
“The cops… how much trouble are we going to have?” Op asked quietly.
“Depends. We have connections. We’ll do what we can, but we’ll make sure none of it comes back on you,” he said, his face stony. “You leave anyone breathing?”
“Edge,” I said dryly. “Not sure how long he’ll be that way, though.”
“My advice would be to get out of town and lay low.”
I scoffed. “Not leaving my girl here without me.”
He scratched at his beard but bobbed his head. “You’re welcome to stay with us for as long as you need.”
I looked up just as a lady doctor walked into the room, she didn’t seem shocked by the amount of bikers crowding the small space, and I knew instantly that she must be used to it. “Delaney?”
Light jumped from his seat and Judge gave us a quick nod before rushing over to meet the doctor. They talked quietly, my mom burst into tears and Light clenched his fists at his side, his chest puffing in and out like he was struggling to breathe.
Hearing the doctor tell them that they could see her, I released the breath I’d been holding.She was okay.Maybe not completely, but she was alive. I can only imagine that what she’d been through was traumatic and something a teenage girl should never have to go through—something no one should ever have to go through. But she’d made it out the other side and I felt relief that I’d still get the chance to meet my sister.
I felt weird, finding out I had a sister had been a shock. I’d been angry. But the feeling that I needed to protect her was instant. She was my blood and no matter what my mom had done, it wasn’t her fault.
“We need to get out of here soon. You gonna be okay here by yourself?” Op asked, placing a strong hand on my shoulder.
“Yeah. I ain’t leaving her now,” I told him, my conviction strong.
I wasn’t leaving her now, or ever.
