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I feel people move around me, but my eyes stay on my girl's form. She looks tiny in the hospital bed. Her hair is fanned out over the pillow, and her face is pale with dark shadows around her eyes. She has a tube down her throat to help her breathe, and a tear falls down my cheek. I hear Hazel let out a scream when she walks around me, and I squeeze my eyes shut, not able to do this.
I want to run.
"Dad, take Mom out now; Dagger doesn't need this."
You can hear the anger in Gunner's voice as he speaks, but his dad doesn't seem to register it.
"She has every right to be in this room, son."
I shake my head. No, she doesn't, and he knows it; he just doesn't want to rock his perfect fucking boat.
Gunner voices my thoughts.
"No, she doesn't. Mel hasn't wanted anything to do with her, and you know this, Dad. Mom is partially the reason why she was abused growing up; she's also the reason why everyone knows what her mom tried to do. Just take her outside to stop her screaming, Dad; none of us need this; you should never have called her until we knew more."
I don't open my eyes, but I do hear Butch sigh before there's a scuffle and Hazel's protests before the room quietens with only Meghan's sniffles. I squeeze my eyes tighter, my hands forming fists when I hear Axel.
"Trav?" concern lacing his voice.
I can't; I fucking can't.
I feel someone get right into my face before they grip my shoulder, making me tense, and I open my eyes only to look deep into ones just like my own that are full of compassion.
"You can do this, son."
I shake my head, calling him something I haven't done in a long time, making his eyes mist.
"I can't, dad. I can't breathe without her."
He nods. "I know, son, but she needs you to be strong for the both of you. You can do this, Travis, and we'll all stand behind you like we should have done all those years ago."
I sniffle and nod while he grips the back of my neck, placing his forehead against mine. "Together, son." I nod again before he pulls back and guides me deeper into my girl's room. The brothers stand back while Doc keeps a hold of an inconsolable Meghan. I walk around her bed before taking her hand gently in mine, a lump forming in my throat at how still she is.
I lean down, placing a gentle kiss on her cold lips as a few tears fall from my eyes, landing on her perfect cheeks.
I rub my nose along hers before I rasp quietly, "Please come back to me, Precious. Where you go, I go; remember that baby."
I hear several intakes of breath while Meghan lets out a sob, but I ignore them all, focusing on my girl.
She's so pale.
Is that normal?
My eyes trace her face, every little freckle.
I can't lose her; I can't.
We have yet to live.
Chapter 29
Melanie
Pain.
So much pain.
Why do I hurt so much?
