Page 60 of Ride with Zane

“He’s fine and I got the order to take you to the clubhouse, the others are waiting for us.” She throws her cup in the bin and puts a hand on my back.

I shove it off and step aside but seeing Vin with his vest on backed by two more Black Panthers makes chills run down my spine. “Where is Rock?”

“We should move, they’re waiting for us at the hood.”

I freeze in place. “Where the fuck is Rock?”

Royal steps by my side and grabs my arm. “We don’t have time for whims.”

“Hey,” Denise jumps in.

I clench my fist and punch his face catching him off guard. “Don’t even dare to touch me again,” I blurt out. “whether you take me to Rock, or I’ll swear God I’ll be your worst nightmare.”

“Ash, we got orders, and we cannot…”

“I don’t give a fuck, Di, I’ll deal with it, I need to see Rock. Now!” I’m shaking with rage and my hand is throbbing. Fuck, it hurts like hell!

“He's gonna have our heads,” Royal complains while massaging his cheek. “Damn, you’re savage.”

I snap my head at him. “Don’t push my buttons or touch me again.”

He raises his hands up in surrender. “We need to get going, follow us.”

Every step I take feels like an eternity. The drive is a blur, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios but eventually we pull into a parking lot. This is a new building and I still haven’t noticed it. I sprint to the entrance, my heart pounding in my chest.

The waiting area is a chaotic mix of emotions—families anxiously waiting for news, medical personnel rushing around. I follow them, checking my phone incessantly for any sign of a missed call or message. My mind is a whirlwind of fear and uncertainty. The thought of something happening to Dad or Rock is unbearable. I need answers, I need to know they’re okay.

“Is this a hospital? Are they okay?” I ask while passing through the personnel area.

“Cupcake!” Dad’s voice makes me sprint toward him and hug him.

I move away looking at his dirty face and the stitches on his forehead. “You okay?” I turn around to see if Rock is here but he’s nowhere to be seen.

“I’m okay, nothing a few painkillers may help.” He tries to play cool, but I can smell it. The powerful and intense gun powder. I spent hours with him at the shooting range and I know for sure, he was there during the shooting.

“Where is Rock?” I didn’t miss Denise’s shake of her head. “Where is he?” Dad’s eye veils in sadness and I can’t breathe. I step back while my bag falls on the floor. “He can’t… he won’t…he… he…” My brain is rushing out and I can’t keep up with it. My vision blurs and I shake my head.

“Breathe, Princess, he’s fine.” Denise’s voice sounds so far away.

I blink a few times. “Where is he?” My voice is a plea.

“Room 214 but they’re…” I run toward the room even before he can finish what he’s saying.

210, 212… I burst into the room making the doctor jump as does Rock. He points a gun at me but then pulls it off.

Meeting his eyes relaxes me as I move forward. I drop to my knees and burst into tears. Anger and relief wash over me while he takes me in his arms and makes me stand up. “Trust, you said.” I sob like a child. “Where is Zane? Where the fuck is the trust?” It hurts so much that I can barely breathe.

“It’s nothing Princess, I didn’t want you to worry.”

“Fuck you!” I yank him away feeling so stupid. Why do they all keep lying to me?

He forces me to look at him and kisses me. “I love you.” I bite into his bottom lip, making him growl as he moves away.

“You lied and made them lie too.” I point to the door.

His eyes land on my hand and he takes it. “What’s that?”

I yank it back. “It’s nothing, a little issue.”

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