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I shook my head again, needing to stay here with Woodrow. He wasn’t opening his eyes and his body was limp. “Is he—”
“He’s not dead. He’s going to be okay, Remedy. Go upstairs, now!” Fender’s voice got louder as he gripped my shoulders tightly, making me flinch.
“N-no, I need to stay with him!”
“Take her upstairs,” I heard Fender say, and Jagger stepped in front of me, picking me up by the hips and throwing me over his shoulder.
“No! Let me down! I need to stay with him!” I cried. I couldn’t lose yet another person in my life. Woodrow was one of the few I had left in my family. My actual family.
I banged my fists against Jagger’s back, screaming at him to let me down. But he wasn’t listening.
He walked me back to the clubhouse and up the stairs, and once we reached the bedroom he usually stayed in, he finally let me down.
I punched his chest, trying to get past him. “Please!” I pleaded with him, but he simply stood here, taking my punches, and letting me cry until I had no more strength left.
I fell into his arms and let him hold me. He rubbed my back and kissed my head, whispering to me that everything will be fine.
But as sure as he sounded, couldn’t be certain that Woodrow would live.
I closed my eyes and cried silently, wishing for this nightmare to be over soon.
Chapter 15
REMEDY
Jagger woke me up around nine this morning, and by the gentle smile on his lips, I knew Woodrow had made it.
He made me get dressed, then we drove to the hospital to visit Woodrow.
Most of his brothers were in the waiting area next to his room, and when we arrived, they let Jagger and me go in to see him.
I hugged him, careful not to hurt him. “I was so scared,” I whispered, tears stinging my eyes again.
“Don’t cry, kid. I’m here.”
I stood back up and grabbed his hand, squeezing it gently. “Are they treating you right in here?” I asked, knowing the relationship the Knights had with the hospital.
Luckily, some things had changed and I knew most of these doctors never had anything to do with the club.
“They are. I’ll be out of here in no time,” he promised. His smile grew when Agnes walked in with Myra in her arms, and I went to the other side of the bed to give them some space.
“There she is.” He reached for Myra and kissed her little hands, then he looked up at Agnes. “I love you, darling.”
Agnes smiled down at him, then leaned in to kiss his forehead. “Don’t ever scare me like that again. Ever.”
“I’ll try my best,” Woodrow joked. “Is Fender here?” he then asked, looking at Jagger.
“He’s outside talking to a doctor.”
“Do you need anything?” I asked, needing to feel helpful.
“Water would be good,” he told me, patting my hand.
I nodded and looked around the room to see if there was already a bottle of water somewhere, but when I couldn’t find one, I walked outside to find a water dispenser or vending machine.
I made eye-contact with Fender before turning away and walking down the hallway, turning left. I stopped a nurse to ask if she could tell me where I’d find water, and she pointed further down the hall.
I kept walking until I found a vending machine, then cursed myself out when I couldn’t find a dollar to pay for the water.
