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Brady pulls up just as we get outside. His eyes widen drastically as they load Savi into the back of the ambulance.
“Savi! What the hell happened?”
I try to keep my cool, but every time I even think of that bastard, my vision blurs with fury. “Her prick of a fucking father. That’s what happened.” Just before they close the doors, I stop them. “Wait, I’m coming with her.”
“Are you family?”
I shake my head. “I’m her boyfriend.”
He gives me a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry, son. Only family is allowed in the ambulance.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? Her family did this to her!”
The urge to fight everyone who stands in my way of her is strong, and I think Brady can see that because he steps in front of me.
“Grayson, it’s fine. Get in my car, and I’ll drive you there.”
“No.” I start walking toward my car. “I’m dr
iving myself.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” he argues. “You’re angry. Frantic. If you’re not focused enough, you could crash. Do you think Savannah would want that?”
As the ambulance drives away with the most important part of my life, I grab Brady by the shoulders and pin him to my car with an arm at his throat. “Don’t fucking tell me what Savannah would want! She wouldn’t fucking want any of this!” Alarmed officers yank me back and I shake them off, hardly able to stand being in my own skin.
“You’re right. I’m sorry,” he croaks.
I know I’m taking my wrath out on the wrong person. Instead of apologizing, however, I turn around and walk toward his SUV.
THE TRAFFIC IN CALIFORNIA is irritating on a normal day, but when we’re trying to get to the hospital and don’t have flashing lights and sirens, it’s excruciatingly worse. I don’t even wait for the car to come to a stop at the hospital entrance before I jump out and run inside.
“I’m looking for Savannah Montgomery. An ambulance just brought her in.”
The woman at the desk seems taken back by my panic. She looks at my blood-stained clothes with shock before shaking herself out of it and typing something into her computer. My whole body is shaking. I can’t handle not knowing where she is or if she’s okay.
“According to this, they brought her into surgery,” she tells me, and my stomach churns. “I’ll notify the doctor that you’re here, and he’ll have someone come out to speak to you soon. Just have a seat.”
I stand completely still, unable to move as her words play through my head. Savannah’s in surgery. That piece of shit beat her so bad that she needs fucking surgery.
Brady gently grabs my arm and leads me over to one of the chairs in the waiting room. He then goes and gets a pack of disinfectant wipes from one of the receptionists and hands them to me.
“To clean your hands,” he specifies, and it reminds me that they have her blood all over them.
It probably looks like I committed a murder, and if I wasn’t so concerned with knowing if Savannah is okay, that’s exactly what I’d be doing right now. That son of a bitch has done nothing but ruin the lives of those around him for his own sick personal gain. I know my focus needs to stay on Savi, but I’m going to make sure that fucker pays for this.
IT FEELS LIKE HOURS pass before a man in dark blue scrubs comes into the waiting room.
“Savannah Montgomery?”
I leap out of my seat, and Brady follows me up to him. “Is she okay?”
“She’s stable. Her spleen was ruptured, so we needed to go in surgically and remove it. She has a broken wrist, along with a few cracked ribs and a pretty severe concussion. Had she not gotten here when she did, we may have lost her.”
“Jesus Christ,” Brady breathes.
The doctor glances at my bloody clothes and concern etches across his face. “Did you let the paramedics check you out too?”
“No, it’s not mine.” I know how bad that sounds, but I don’t give a shit about his opinion of me. “Where’s Savannah? Can I go see her?”
