“I’m going to fucking kill you!” His fist collided with my jaw before he got the last word out. My head whooshed back, taking half of my body with it. I stumbled, trying to shake it off. He didn’t waver, gripping onto the front of my cut, and slammed my back up against the wall. I hit it with a hard thud, knocking the wind out of me for a second.
I never took my eyes off of his while he laid into me, but I knew Doc and Diesel were standing there twitching to interfere. As soon as we sat in the waiting room, I had warned them to mind their own fucking business when it came to her family and me.
Her old man could do whatever the fuck he wanted. I deserved every blow to my body, every punch to my face, every wound he wanted to inflict. No damage could ever compare to what their daughter had been through. Or what she had lost.
Because of me.
“You motherfucking piece of shit!” he snarled, punching me in the stomach and then again in the ribs. Grazing my wound from being shot at. “I knew you had her this whole fucking time, you fucking liar! Didn’t you?!” Another hit to the side of my face. An uppercut to the jaw, making me instantly taste blood. “Answer me, you son of a bitch!” he screamed, hurling my body across the room. I knocked over a few vacant chairs, leaving nothing but destruction in my path. “Why aren’t you fighting back?! Huh?! Where’s your pussy ass brother who knocked her up?!”
I staggered to my feet, wiping the blood off my face with the back of my arm. Watching with hooded eyes as hospital security abruptly rushed into where we were. McGraw put his hand up, stopping them dead in their tracks. Showing them his badge, and nodding to Lucas to keep going.
That was all it took for him to be over to me in two strides, punching me in the face again. “Prison is too fucking good for you!” Hitting me in the side of my stomach. “I knew you and that piece of shit club were behind this! For what?!” he growled, throwing a few more blows to my ribs.
I peeled over, gasping for air when he picked me up, slamming me against the drywall. Causing it to crack and fall beneath me. He immediately held up my lax body, shoving me harder against the adjacent wall.
“Dad! Stop!” I heard Mason shout from down the hall. Bringing his father’s attention to him as he ran into what was left of the waiting room. Mason booked it over to us, grabbing ahold of his dad. Trying to pull him off me. “He didn’t do this! You guys didn’t even let the doctor finish before you hauled ass out of the room! They saved her!” Mason gestured to all of us. “They found her during a shootout! She’s alive because of them!”
Lucas jerked back, stunned by Mason’s revelation. McGraw stood there like he already knew that fact.
Fucker.
It was then I realized this was the alibi Diesel and the club must have come up with to save my sorry ass.
“What?” his dad clenched out, completely caught off guard. His chest heaved from the adrenaline that was throbbing full force through his veins.
“You should be thanking him, not trying to kill him,” Mason added, shaking his head. Trying to pry him off me.
I didn’t know what to say to them, so I didn’t fucking say anything at all.
Diesel stepped forward as if reading my mind, knowing I wouldn’t lie to them. “Yeah, it’s fuckin’ true,” he stated, answering for me. “We’ve been tellin’ you since she went missin’, we were doin’ everything we could to help. Well, we fuckin’ found her, deep in the woods. Creed was the one who said to take Doc with us not knowin’ what condition she’d be in. He’s a jack of all fuckin’ trades in the medical field. So why don’t you folks back the fuck off! You should be kissin’ Creed’s ass instead of ridiculing him. He saved your daughter’s life!”
Diesel wouldn’t look me in the eyes, knowing exactly what he would fucking see. Doc stepped beside him, clearing his throat. Bringing everyone’s attention over to him. He stated, “I can only imagine what you’ve all gone through. We are more than willin’ to come down to the station and answer any questions you may have. We want to find the motherfuckers who did this to her as much as you do.”
I swallowed hard. At least that part was true.
“I’m just sorry I couldn’t save the baby,” Doc apologized in a sincere tone as if he’d wanted to say it since the moment she turned blue. “I did everythin’ I could with Creed’s help. There was a shootout... Mia got caught in the crossfire and was shot in the back. We had to move fast. There was no time. Like Diesel said, they had her in the middle of nowhere. Mia was bleedin’ out... I did what I had to do, but we rushed her to this hospital as soon as I was able to get her stable.”
All eyes were focused on him as he continued to fill them in on what he could divulge. Some of it was bullshit and some of it was true. I turned my head, shutting my eyes, trying not to relive it all over again. Her father’s grip loosened slightly, allowing me to take a deep breath and slowly let the air escape from my lips. I opened my eyes, seeing each one of them observing me.
Mason let go of his dad, and his dad finally let go of me, backing away. But not before punching me one last time in the fucking face, and spitting on me for good measure.
“I don’t give a shit what they’re claiming you did! I won’t believe it until it comes out of Mia’s mouth. And even then, if it’s true... you will stay the fuck away from my daughter! You, your pussy ass, brother and your fucking club! I will kill you if you come near her again! And that’s not a threat, you piece of shit, that’s a fucking promise! Now get the fuck out of this hospital before I have you thrown the fuck out!”
“Dad, that’s not fair,” Mason spoke, looking over at me.
“Don’t,” I demanded in a stern tone, eyeing their father. “Your old man’s right. Just please tell me how’s she’s doin’, is she up? She okay? That’s all I wanna know.”
He scoffed out, shaking his head and left. McGraw pointed at me with a menacing regard.
“This is far from fuckin’ over. You better pray their stories add up to what Mia says. Or I’ll make sure your new best fuckin’ friends are cellmates who’ll love to make you their bitch. That’s if I don’t encourage a lifer to bleed your body out in your cell,” he sincerely stated, nodding toward the exit. “You got one fuckin’ minute to see your ass out. Or I’ll personally escort you myself, and trust me, motherfucker, I want nothin’ more than to take your ass out.”
I knew he meant every word. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t fucking tempted to let him follow through on every threat he’d made. The only reason I didn’t was to find out the truth and make the motherfuckers pay.
I owed it to Maddie.
Noah.
And especially to Mia.
Diesel and Doc followed me out of the back entrance of the hospital to avoid the press. We headed over to my bike that was in the back parking lot, hidden from the main street. Sitting pretty next to Diesel’s bike and Doc’s car. They must have had prospects drive them over.