The Entitled (The Entitled Duet #1) - Cassandra Robbins Page 0,87
slightly convulsing. I grab my phone and dial 911.
“SHIT!”
Turning her over, I notice her lips are blueish. “Come on, Lexi. What the fuck!”
I slap her, and she responds slightly, yellow liquid dripping from her mouth and onto her white carpet.
I tell the operator the address and pick her up and bring her downstairs. Dimitri and Anna are dancing. In his loud voice, he sings in Russian. A few of our classmates are drinking shots of his favorite Russian vodka. Cans of Beluga caviar are strewn across the table, sitting open. “My God, Lexi!” Anna screams, breaking away from a stunned Dimitri.
“What happened to my baby?” She is clinging to her, almost bringing us both to our knees.
“Anna, it’s okay. The ambulance is on the way.”
If she understands, she doesn’t let on. Her wailing is alarming. As I look around the large room, faces crowd in, everyone whispering or crying. Some even have their phones out.
I make my way to the large couch by the window and gently lay Lexi down on her side. Fluid comes out of her mouth again. People scream in disgust.
I hear my dad’s voice behind me. “That’s it, son. Keep her on her side. We don’t want her to choke. Is she breathing?” His calm voice is soothing; it wraps around me like a security blanket. “What happened?”
A siren pierces the air. My body almost collapses in relief at the welcome sound of the ambulance arriving.
“I have no idea. Maybe she took something.”
Dimitri is wild, his anger and grief causing him to trash his living room. He’s throwing glasses at the pale blue walls. Liquid trickles down them like rain. The table with the vodka and caviar has been thrown on its side. I feel like I’m in a dream. Everything is somewhat slowed down.
I look over at the open doorway. Jax is talking to one of the paramedics. Somehow, hands are pulling me back. Someone gives her an injection and her eyes open.
I glance over at Anna and Dimitri. They are kneeling and praying. At least I assume they are praying since I don’t speak Russian. Suddenly a gurney lifts Lexi and they rush her inside the ambulance. Poor Dimitri and Anna trail behind trying to talk to the paramedics.
Guests with stunned faces are talking to me. I only need one though, and I don’t see her. My mom wraps her arm around me. “Reed? Sweetheart, I’m so sorry. Are you all right?”
I look down at her worried face and nod.
Dimitri and Anna get into the ambulance, and sirens blast from the driveway.
“Jesus, I have no idea what she was thinking.” I stare at my parents.
“I’m sure she will be fine. Come on, son, we should follow and meet them at the hospital.”
I look at Jax. “Tess?”
“She went home about an hour ago.”
“Good, let’s go.”
“Is there a Reed Saddington here?” I open my eyes. Trying to focus on sitting up, I look around. All of my family is sitting or sleeping in the uncomfortable chairs. We are in the waiting room at the nearest hospital.
Clearing my voice, I answer, “That’s me,” and I stand, towering over the shorter man. He smiles and introduces himself as Lexi’s doctor.
“Is she okay?” I ask.
“Yes, thanks to you. She said you saved her.”
I look around the waiting area. A little couple probably in their eighties sit in the corner, holding each other’s hands.
“I happened to be there at the right time. What’s wrong with her?”
“She OD’d on cocaine, which caused a seizure. If you hadn’t found her and called 911, she probably wouldn’t be with us.” I let out a puff of air.
“I wanted to let you know that she is stable, and we will be releasing her in the morning.” He smiles, his brown eyes tired but kind.
He turns to my parents. “You must be very proud of your son. I only wish my daughter’s boyfriend was like him,” he says, patting my dad on the back.
“Reed, if you want to see her, you can. Visiting hours are almost over, so you should make it quick.”
He nods at all of us and goes to the nurses’ station.
I slink down in the slippery hospital chair. My parents along with Jax sit next to me. I’m tired and hungry.
“You want some coffee? Before you go see her?” my dad asks.
“I’m not seeing her.” My parents look at me and frown.
“Reed, I think you should at least stop by.”
“No.” I stand up.
“Son, I know this is awkward, but she’s your girlfriend.”