Page 38 of True Me

Chapter Twenty-One

Cash

PULLING UP AT the hospital, Crow doesn’t hesitate to pull up right in front of the main door. I jump out of the SUV after carefully removing Rebel’s legs from my lap. Moving to the other door, I open it for Eagle as he carefully adjusts her in his arms before getting out. Doc has already rushed inside the hospital to get help as a stretcher is rolled out to us. Eagle lays Rebel down as several nurses and a few doctors rush back in the hospital shouting all sorts of medical terms I don’t understand as Eagle and I rush behind her before we’re stopped by a nurse.

“You can’t go back there. You need to wait out here until someone comes to get you,” she states as I continue to rush past her until she grabs my arm and holds me in place.

“Let me fuckin’ go! She needs us and can’t be back there alone,” I yell out, my voice hard and cold which doesn’t do anything to her as she continues to glare at me.

“You can’t go back there, Sir. If I have to tell you again, I’ll call security and ban you from the hospital. Then you won’t be able to see her at all. For now, you need to fill out her paperwork and take care of that while the doctors are performing their initial exam,” the nurse states as if her word is law around here.

“You’re not gonna stop me from goin’ back there with my ol’ lady. We deserve to be back there with her and there is no reason we can’t be. What the fuck would you do if we rode in an ambulance with her?” I yell, getting up in her face as rage consumes me.

“You’d still be escorted out here to the waiting room and told to wait until a member of the staff came out to tell you it was okay to go back with her. There are no exceptions to the rule and just because you’re a biker doesn’t give you any special treatment,” the nurse states, her voice getting even colder than it was before.

“Fuck!” I roar out causing several people to turn and stare at me as Eagle walks over and pulls me away from the nurse and into a corner.

“Cash, you have to calm down and keep your head on straight. If you don’t, you won’t be here when Rebel needs us the most. While I’d love to have time with her to myself, I don’t want it to be because you couldn’t keep your head on straight. Until she’s healed, we’re gonna have to be at our strongest and ensure we give her everythin’ she needs. That includes here in the hospital because this is when she’ll be her most vulnerable and weakest. Especially when we don’t know all the damage that’s been done to her at this point,” Eagle tells me, his voice barely above a whisper as he looks at me without the glare he’s been sporting since he pulled up to the cabin with the rest of the club.

“What’s goin’ on?” Hawk asks us as he walks up and stands right next to his brother.

“Nothin’. That bitch won’t let us go back with Rebel. She fuckin’ needs us and we can’t be with her,” I growl out, glaring at the nurse who’s taken a seat behind the desk in the waiting room.

“You’ll be with her soon. Let them do what they have to do so you can get back with her quicker,” Hawk returns as Crow and several other members of the club show up and surround us as we stand in the hallway.

“She doesn’t need to be in there all alone, Hawk. That’s the fuckin’ point I’m tryin’ to make,” I growl out as I look at him and then the other members of the club.

“Doc is with her. Rebel isn’t alone. He’ll make sure she gets the best care possible with him at her back. You know him. Trust in Doc to do his job and Rebel will be in a room very soon so you and Eagle can sit with her,” Reaper says as he wraps an arm around my shoulders and leads me to a chair in the waiting room.

Once I’m in a seat, Reaper sits on one side of mine while Eagle takes the other one. Neither one of them leave my side as we sit back and wait for any news on our girl. All I can think about is Rebel. The images of her broken and battered body will haunt me for the rest of my days and I know without a doubt Eagle and I will do everything in our power to ensure she never has to go through the pain of this ever again. Before long, Chad will no longer breathe the same air as Rebel and Fawn will be nothing but a distant memory. Or nightmare if you really think about it. Fawn is a bitch and I hope the ol’ ladies of the club torture her and make her pay for every sin she’s ever committed. Not just the ones against Rebel but against every single person she’s ever hurt or manipulated throughout her life.

It feels as if we’vebeen sitting in this waiting room on these hard as fuck chairs for an eternity. My ass is numb and it’s still nothing compared to the pain our girl is living through right at this moment. Well, I’m hoping she no longer feels the pain because they’ve given her pain medicine to take it all away from her. That’s my ultimate wish for her since I can’t do anything else to help ease her pain or take any of this away from her. Rebel is definitely going to have a long road ahead of her in the upcoming weeks and months. Especially when it comes to her mental health. I can’t imagine how horrible the nightmares will be for her.

Finally, Eagle’s head snaps up and I follow his line of sight. Doc rushes from the back of the emergency room and straight toward us. I stand up so fast it feels as if a dizzying rush consumes me and I hold out my hands in an attempt to steady myself as Eagle latches on to me to help hold me upright. Hawk and Crow stand up with us and keep a hand on my back as Doc stops in front of us.

“What’s goin’ on with her, Doc?” I rush out my words and look him in the eyes.

“It’s not good, guys. Rebel is bein’ prepped for surgery right now. The damage on her ankle is too extensive. I don’t know what they’re gonna do to correct the damage, but I’ll be in the operatin’ room with her. I’m not gonna leave her alone at all. They’ve already set her wrist and have a soft cast on it until she’s out of surgery and can put a hard cast on. A radiologist is currently reading over the x-rays. If her wrist is worse than we believe, we’ll know in the operatin’ room and can fix it there while she’s under anesthesia,” Doc informs us with a frown on his face as he looks between Eagle and myself.

“What about any other damage that’s been done to her?” Eagle asks, his voice shaking with the pent-up emotion he’s been holding in this entire time.

“There’s been no internal damage done to her. The other wounds are superficial and didn’t need any stitches to close them. Thankfully, the cuts weren’t too deep. Her eyes will more than likely be swollen shut for a while. At this point, there’s nothin’ broken and she doesn’t have a brain bleed. We’ll keep an eye on that to ensure nothin’ happens. At the end of the day, Rebel got extremely lucky and I don’t know how long she’ll end up staying in the hospital. As soon as I know the extent of what’s been done to her ankle, I’ll let you all know. For now, we’ll move you all up to the surgical waitin’ room where you can have some space and wait for Rebel to get out of surgery,” Doc informs us as Reaper looks around the room before moving to stand next to us.

“How long will she be in surgery?” I ask as we make our way behind Doc to the second floor of the hospital where the surgical waiting area is.

“That’s undetermined at this point. It all depends on what needs to be done to correct her ankle. You should know at this point that Rebel will have to undergo physical therapy once she’s been approved to put weight on her foot again. It will be hard as hell and she’ll break down and want to give up more often than not,” Doc says, his voice soft as he turns to face us before holding open the door and ushering us inside.

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