Doc (Ruthless Kings MC #7) - K.L. Savage Page 0,80
anyone who lives through something horrific, lives for love.
Love for themselves.
Love for someone else.
I’ve seen it all. I’ve seen why people come back from the brink of death, and it sure as hell isn’t to feel what it’s like to die again.
“Do you want to leave me?” I whisper loudly enough that Badge can hear me. I move around to the other side of her body and hold her hand. “I don’t want you to. Can I say that to you? Can I say that I don’t want you to leave? Can you … can you do me a favor, and the next time you think about doing this, think about if you really want to leave. I can fight for the both of us, but I need to know if you want me to.”
She nods, wincing when she tries to move her body. “I do. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she cries. “I remembered. I remembered everything, Eric.” She turns her head away and closes her eyes, and a tear drips free. “Everything.”
Badge stands up and grips the rails. “What happened?”
“You can trust him. Badge used to be a cop; he can help. He knows people if you want to go about this the legal way,” I tell her.
The pain medicine starts to kick in, and her eyes go a bit glassy from the high, but her shoulders relax. “He took advantage of me the illegal way. He can be dealt with the illegal way. I went to his party. I had half a beer, and my body went numb. I could hardly speak. He took me to his room and undressed me. He said I needed to relax and knew I always wanted it. Maybe it was just a dream? Maybe it was nothing,” she slurs. “Maybe it’s all a lie, but I felt him all over. I know he did it. You have to believe me.” She grabs my hand desperately. “You have to.”
“I do, Jo. I believe you.” I bend down to kiss her head, fury burning the ridges across my back.
“I felt him. I feel him,” she sobs. “I feel him everywhere.”
I push my arms around her waist and hold her to my chest. I’m going to give her a chance at revenge. I don’t care what it takes. Her hands curl around my neck, and I bury my nose in her hair, hating that she feels like she’s fighting this alone.
“I’ll go update Reaper in church. You stay here with her. I’ll tell him where you are,” Badge says.
“Thanks,” I say quietly, watching him squeeze the rail in support as he walks away.
“Glad all that bellowing is over,” Moretti says with venom.
I slide the curtain over, open the medicine cabinet, and grab a sedative. I retrieve a syringe and the glass vial. I inject the syringe into the vial and pull the medicine to the syringe. Having to deal with him makes me have to let go of Jo. “Don’t you know the last thing you need to do is piss off your doctor?” I stab him in the neck with the sedative and his mouth opens, gaping at me in surprise. “This isn’t Vegas Memorial Hospital, Moretti. You’re in my house. Piss me off, I’ll make sure you never wake up again.” I yank the needle from his vein, and slowly his eyes fall shut, finally giving me peace and quiet.
I turn around to check on Jo, and she’s staring at the ceiling, almost catatonic. “Jo?”
“I’m sorry,” she apologizes, unable to look at me. “That … that I feel him.”
“Hey, what he did to you wasn’t okay. Your mind reminded you for a reason. What he did can’t truly be forgotten. You want to know something?” I ask her while moving the ultrasound machine closer to me. I lift the shirt she’s wearing so I can see her flat belly. I apply some clear jelly on her stomach, then take her hand and lay it on my chest. “I feel you everywhere. I hope one day, you can feel me too. One day.” I flip the switch on the device as it boots up.
“I do,” she whispers, laying still as I place the wand on her stomach. “I wish I only felt you.”
“You will,” I say, moving the wand around to see if I can find the heartbeat. “Do you know what we’re doing?”
She nods without saying anything and bites her bottom lip.