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A woman knelt next to him, compassion and sympathy on her face. “Are you hurt, sir? You’re covered in blood.”
He shook his head vigorously. It wasn’t his blood.
“It’s his. I’m not hurt,” he croaked. “Please, you have to make sure he’s alright. I can’t lose him.”
“We will, but first you have to tell us what happened.” Her voice was soothing, and he relaxed a little, able to speak at least.
“I don’t know. I found him like this. I…I just came home from work. His key was in the lock. I knew something was wrong. I fucking knew it.”
“It’s OK, sir. I’m going to help my colleague. I want you to just sit there. We need to make sure he’s going to be fine.”
Hayden nodded, agreeing to anything right now.
He watched as they worked on him, assessing his injuries and placing a neck brace on him.
Shit! He could have made things worse holding him like that, but he couldn’t just leave him there, lying on the floor.
“Did I hurt him? Holding him?”
“It’s just a precaution, nothing to worry about.” But he didn’t miss the look she gave her colleague. If he’d done to exacerbate Ash’s injuries, he’d never forgive himself.
Ashok still didn’t wake. The entire time they worked on him, his eyes stayed closed. Why wouldn’t he open them?
He swiped at the tears on his face before looking down at his hands. They were covered in blood, and he no doubt had blood all over his face too.
“Is there anyone we can call for you? A friend?” The female paramedic asked him, touching his arm.
He should call Seb or Dom or both of them.
“I can do it, thanks. Is he going to be alright?”
“We’ve stabilised him, and we’re going to take him to the Countess. You can come with us or follow us. I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to drive, so if you have someone that can take you…”
“I’ll meet you there. I should tidy up.”
“You should leave it. The nature of his injuries suggests an attack, and the police may need you to leave things as they are, for forensics.”
Of course they would. It was clear this was an attack and not a fall. He’d make sure to tell the police who he thought had done this.
There was no way he would let him get away with it, especially not knowing what was going to happen to Ash. His heart hurt so much, and a cold dread filled him.
He finally found his phone. It had only been fifteen minutes since he’d called 999; he watched as they left, lights flashing but no sirens. Did that mean anything? He had no idea.
Pulling up Seb’s number, he pressed dial and waited for it to connect.
“Hey, Hayden.” He heard Joe talking in the background and realised it was dinner time. They were probably eating.
“I need a favour. Can you come over and take me to the hospital?” His voice broke, and he choked back tears.
“Shit, Hayden. What’s wrong? Of course, we’ll be there soon.” He heard him shout to Joe to get the keys. “We’ll be there in ten. You can tell me on the way.”
Hayden sat on the stairs and waited. He was cold, still only in his work polo shirt. Thankfully it wasn’t white, but he could still see the blood stains. He knew he should change, wash at least, but he didn’t have the energy to do anything.
A banging on the door made him jump. “Hayden, it’s Seb. Open up.”
He stood wearily and opened the door, going back to sit on the stairs. He was tired, emotional, and so fucking cross. Seb knelt in front of him and held his hands, turning them over in his.
“Whose blood is this, Hayden? Where’s Ashok?”
