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“Aziel!” I push into his chest, not liking the loud rattle it makes with every low breath he takes.
He’s unresponsive, but obviously still breathing.
I need help.
I run back inside, looking around for my phone when I realize I left it at the clubhouse.
Fuck!
I slide on my shoes and book it out the door, giving Aziel one last glance to make sure he’s real.
No coat, no hat, no mittens.
I need help.
I run faster than I’ve ever ran in my entire life, no thoughts or hopes running through my mind besides getting Aziel help. I don’t know what happened to him, or how he got here, but he’s in bad shape, and I don’t know how much time I have.
My legs punch the ground, my arms pumping with effort and I barely take a breath as I make my way towards the clubhouse.
He’s here.
A tear makes its way to my eyes, but I blink it away as I make it into the gate, seeing West and Cassius in the exact spot they were earlier.
I stumble onto my knees, my bare hands sliding in the snow.
“Shit, Ivy! What the hell?” West barks.
I get up, not caring about the fall or how ridiculous I look. “Aziel…” I breathe, completely out of breath.
West gets a heavy line between his eyes, sadness, and confusion in his stare.
“What, Ivy?” Cassius steps in front of West, knowing it’s almost as touchy a subject to West as it is for me.
“Aziel…” I point behind me, trying to find the words to say. “He’s…” I let out a huge cough, more people starting to come out from the mechanic’s shop and from the bar area. Haley included, with Lilah on her heel. Lilah is about to run up to me, but Haley holds her back. “Aziel… he’s here! He’s at the house! Please! Get help! An ambulance! Now!” I don’t stand around to see their expressions, I turn around, booking it back the way I came.
I run as fast as I can, and soon I hear the rumbling of motorcycles behind me. They haven’t ridden them with snow on the ground, but with what I just spilled, they probably didn’t have much choice.
Suddenly, an arm wraps around my waist and I’m hauled in front of West. Then he speeds up, riding too quickly through the snowy mountains down to the house.
We pull up quicker than I would have been running, and I see the same body lying on the porch, in the exact same position I left him.
Please don’t be dead.
Everyone jumps off, leaving me on the motorcycle to fend for myself. Lynx is the first one on the porch, pulling at his son and yanking him into his lap.
“Aziel!” Lynx slaps at his son’s cheeks. “Wake up, son! You’re home!”
Aziel doesn’t move or say a word. The only sound coming from him is that unsettling rattle in his chest.
“Something’s wrong. He needs a hospital!” I cry.
Cassius pulls up with his motorcycle. “Haley called an ambulance. They’ll be here soon.” He says as he runs up to us. “Holy shit.” He says with wide eyes.
“Did you talk to him, Ivy? Did he say anything to you?” Lynx asks, urgency in his tone.
“N-No. I just got out of the shower and heard some noises. I thought it was an animal or something. When it didn’t go away, I came to check it out and found him like this.” I point at him. “Oh God, he doesn’t look good.” I press my hands over my eyes. “Please don’t die.” I whisper.
“No, he doesn’t look good.” Pascal says. “Broken ankle, at least. Lost a bunch of weight. Looks like he’s been through the wringer.” I lift my hands off my eyes and see Pascal shaking his head. “Son of a gun survived.”
