Page 61 of Fury
“I-I was blackmailed…” He tries, but no one pays his words any attention as Anna coughs, blood coming out of her mouthas her knees give out, and Skylar drops with her, grabbing her underneath her arms to stop the impact of the fall, sobbing.
“Mama!” Blade shouts with pain and skids next to Skylar and Anna, his hands going to the knife while Anna shakes and Brick gently cups her cheek, their eyes connecting.
“Oh-oh god, why did you do that? Why….” Sky cries as I kneel before Anna, shoving Blade’s hands away, checking the knife and swallow hard.
“It’s deep,” I mutter, “And by the looks of where the knife is, it has hit her lung, meaning she doesn’t have long if we don’t get her help.”
“Fuck,” Blade chokes as Skylar cries openly as she cups her mama’s pale cheeks, next to Brick’s hand while Lacey’s screams echo and I know Medic is apprehending her before she can get away again then will be back here to help with his skills.
“Precious,” I rasp as I cup my girl's cheek, and she shakes her head and cries, “No, she shouldn’t have. Why did she….”
“Because she loves you, that’s why,” I whisper causing Brick and Blade to look at me with confusion but I ignore them and I say, “We need to get her to the hospital Precious, otherwise you’ll lose her….”
Sky sobs louder, and my jaw ticks. I can’t hold her. I can’t let her know everything will be alright because I need to stabilize the bleeding while Medic sorts the bitch out.
“You can’t do this!” Lacey screams while grunting echoes.
“Watch your lover die bitch!” I hear Medic sneer before a crunch echoes, and Lacey’s screams get louder before Psycho demands, “Shut that bitch up!”
“I want her fucking head,” Blade growls as he holds Anna’s hand, and I nod while gently wrapping rags around the knife, not stupid enough to pull it out as Skylar gently kisses Anna’s head.
“You can’t die Mama, do you hear me, you are not allowed to leave me,” she chokes and Blade looks at her in shock before looking at me.
We make eye contact, and the realization hits him, his eyes clouding over with guilt and regret, but I break the eye contact and mutter, “We need to move now,” before I look at Anna to see her eyes are closed, and I swallow hard.
Fuck, if Skylar loses her, I’ll lose Skylar.
“Psycho, Blade, Brick, we need to lift her very fucking carefully and take her to Sky’s car, Medic can follow behind her in case there’s a problem, Venom, take my daughter to the van and drive it to the hospital, she needs to be checked out, and a prospect can take that bitch to the clubhouse afterward, Dad call Mama to meet us there,” I demand, taking charge before my girl falls apart knowing Blade is in no position. I say softly to Skylar, “I need you to back up, precious….”
She shakes her head and chokes, “I-I can’t, she-she needs me….”
My eyes soften, and I whisper, “I know she needs you, baby, but we need to move her.”
Her body shakes as she tries to wipe her tears with the back of her hands, and she slowly stands with the help of my dad, who slowly guides her back and I nod to the brothers before I gently grab Anna’s right side where the knife is, and Brick and Blade grab the other, Psycho coming to help me and I mutter, “On three,” and they nod as I say, “One, two, three,” and we lift.
Anna’s head lolls to the side towards Brick, who looks ready to fall apart, but I ignore his reaction, trying to keep my wits about me, especially when I know my daughter needs me, and gently guide everyone towards the door, hoping and fucking praying she makes it.
After five long ass minutes, I pull up outside the emergency exit with Sky right behind in her car.
We’d managed to place Anna in her back seat after stabilizing the bleeding, and despite her fear, my girl bravely got behind the wheel while we brothers circled her car.
Staff rushes out with Mama as Skylar climbs out of the driver's seat and opens the door. Mama rushes to the van to grab my daughter while several doctors surround Sky’s car as Blade quickly grabs her from behind to hold her back from stopping them as her tears fall.
Fuck, I feel torn.
I want nothing more than to grab hold of my girl, but my daughter needs me. She’s been drugged, fuck, she hasn’t even woken up.
“I’ve got Tate, sweetheart,” Mama says as she walks up to me with Dad, who is carrying my little girl, who is still passed out, covered in a blanket.
I can see her little chest moving, but I just, fuck...
I gently cup her cheek, rubbing my thumb over it as I take her in with concern.
“I can’t leave my daughter,” I whisper as Anna is rushed past us on a gurney with Brick and Blade following, but instead of rushing after her Mama, Skylar stops before us and demands with a rasp, “Give me my daughter.”
My heart soars as Dad smiles softly at her, and he gently maneuvers Tate into Skylar’s arms and she chokes, “We need a doctor to come into the waiting room. I’m not letting this girl out of my sight.”
Mama’s tears fall as Dad nods, and I walk around my parents and gently wrap my arm over Skylar and pull her into me with our daughter, guiding her into the hospital, fucking happy I didn't have to choose between them.
