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“Didn’t your father tell you? He found out I was fucking her a week before she died. Such a sweet thing. But sadly, she knew too much.”
I shook as I took in the words that were echoing around me.
“No. That’s not true. My mother loved my father.”
“Yeah, but she loved my cock more. Besides, your father didn’t know how to take care of a woman. Her suicide was a sad affair. And easy death, but it had to be done.”
I raised my eyes to the camera. “Y-you killed her?”
“I had to. It was easy enough in her mental state. All I had to do was tell her it was either her, or her pretty daughter. She chose to save you.”
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It felt like my world was crumbling around me. And then, as if to add insult to injury, a rat approached me, and I screamed in terror. Two men walked into the room, and despite my struggles, they forced me to face my father's corpse again. The sight of him, lifeless and eaten by rats, was too much to bear. Tears streamed down my face as I mourned the loss of my father and the betrayal of my mother.
“I’s sorry, Daddy.” I whispered, wishing this wasn’t true.
My mind drifted to thoughts of Snare and how I’d gotten into this mess in the first place. We had finally made it to Nevada, with him driving us through the desert at breakneck speed. When we reached the Vegas strip,he slumped down in his seat, right before he crashed the bike. He had been bleeding out from the bullet wound in his leg, and I hadn’t noticed. At a loss for what to do, I rushed to the nearest store and pleaded for assistance.
The store owner didn’t hesitate as he called Las Vegas Urgent Care. Instead, the older of the two men assured me that they’d take care of us. His eyes kept glancing over to the patches on his vest and he whispered something to the other man who ran out.
“Will he be, okay?’ I’d asked him and he looked at me.
“He’ll be just fine. Is this your old man?”
“Yes,” I lied. Because in truth I didn’t what we were yet, but it was better than telling them I was a stranger. I couldn’t take the risk of not knowing what would happen to him.”
“He’s a Royal Bastard,” the man uttered.”
“Yes.” I whispered, hoping he wasn’t one of the bad guys.”
He smirked. “I’m a Nomad myself. Hellbound Lover.”
“Oh, okay.”
“I’m assuming he said no hospitals.”
I stared down at his pale, handsome face. “If he was conscious, those would be the first words out of his mouth.”
“I figured. How did he get shot?”
“A fight. Some guy was trying to mug me, and he was protecting me.” Another easy lie.
“These doctors will come out and see him. They do house calls. He’s lost some blood, but he’ll be alright.” I was grateful for the reassurance.
The doctors arrived shortly after and began treating his wounds. The female doctor gave me a worried look and explained that he needed to be taken to the hospital due to the amount of blood he had lost. I looked to the older man for reassurance and he nodded. “It’s alright, they’ll take care of him.”
I remembered the agonizing hours in the hospital, waiting for news on his condition. Finally, a doctor entered the room and informed me that he would be okay, but needed rest.
“Do you know who your attackers were?” The doctor asked.
“No,” I shook my head as I grabbed Scott’s hand.
“I’ll have to make a report since it was a gunshot wound. The police will probably have some questions for you both.”
I nodded, my heart aching seeing him unconscious on that bed. “Okay,” I whispered.
The first thought I had was that I needed to get him out of there before the police arrived.
But, how?
