Page 43 of My Fight


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I gave a knowing look to Griff,fuckingOfficer Barnes, and turned to return to Kenna. As I approached, an EMS guy wheeled a stretcher inside.

Kneeling next to Kenna, I gave her a kiss on top of her head. "Let's get you to the hospital, and then I'll call Conor and Finn," I said softly.

Her big green eyes filled with tears. “Okay.” She lifted her beautiful face and met my gaze.

Not long after we had arrived at the hospital, a doctor came in to examine Kenna, then sent her for a CT scan and some X-rays to check for a concussion and broken ribs.

I took that moment to gather my thoughts and called Conor and Finn. Since Conor and Finn lived in the same house, I figured it would be best if I called Finn since he was the calmer of the two—plus, he already knew how I felt about Kenna.

It wasn’t lost on me that Conor would freak out when he learned about my relationship with his sister.

As I pulled up Finn's contact information, I worked to control my emotions. I took a few deep breaths, then made the call.

Finn answered almost immediately. "What thefuck, Ryan? Why could you possibly be calling me this late? Dude, you better not be calling me at this hour to bitch about your knee.”

“Naw, just listen.” I proceeded to tell him what happened with Kenna. There was rustling in the background, and then the next thing I heard was him yelling, "Conor, wake thefuckup! We need to go. It's Kenna."

Silence hit the line and for a moment, I held my breath.

"I don'tfuckingknow all the details,” Finn said. “Ryan is at the hospital with her now. Let's go." Another quiet pause hit the line. "Ry, we're on our way," was all he said, then the call disconnected.

It wasn't long before a loud commotion hit the hallway. I knew right away it was Conor and Finn. I was in the room that Kenna was in before they took her for her X-rays and CT scan. I had just lowered my head into my hands, my elbows on my knees, trying to take everything in when I heard them.

Conor yelling at someone, demanding to know where his sister was.

“Damn.” I exhaled the breath I didn't even know I was holding.

Rising to my feet, I walked out of the room to find Conor and Finn, whom I found at one of the nurse's stations.

"Conor. Finn!" I called out to them. "Over here." I stepped out of the doorway, so they could see me. “They took her for a scan and x-ray.”

Walking past me, he entered the room, then turned to face me. "What thefuckhappened, Ry?"

Conor paced the room while I told him everything I knew.

I described the trail of blood, her trashed bedroom, and how I had found her locked in the bathroom. Before I could finish, a nurse brought Kenna back into the room.

Both Conor and Finn ran to their little sister. They were visibly upset but tried to reel it in for Kenna's sake.

Finn grabbed hold of Kenna's hand, and Conor leaned in and put a hand on Kenna's injured face.

Kenna was the first to break the silence. "I'm all right.” A tear ran down her cheek.

Conor wiped it away with his thumb. "Who did this to you, Micky?"

“It was Brad.” Another tear escaped. "But Conor, I fought back. I fought hard. He’s injured. He’s injured badly. I know he is."

Before Conor could respond, there was a soft knock on the wall.

We all turned to find Officer Griff Barnes at the door.

Conor stood tall and faced Griff. "You better be here to tell me you have that fucker in custody."

Griff ignored Conor and entered the room, directing all his attention on Kenna.

"How are you feeling?" Griff asked her.

But before she could respond, Conor, whose anger was now visible to everyone in the room, answered for her, "How the fuck do you think she's feeling? Look at her."

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