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“TO.”PUNCH.I spit a nasty ass loogie into his split open eye.
“FUCKING.”PUNCH.Sweat pours off me and I hope it sears his bloody skin like a fucking baptismal promise to end him.
“KILL.”PUNCH.He moans in pain and the sweet sound of his agony is equivalent to fucking white noise.
“YOU.”PUNCH.A chunk of skin flies when I punch him as hard as I fucking can in his bloody and broken face. He finally goes limp. I get up and motion for Monroe to sit on his ass for me. I need to get to her.
“Sloane, where are you? SLOANE!” I scream out against the police sirens that cry out in the distance. I look around for her and see her with Drew. She's buried in his chest and crying a cry that will forever haunt me.
“Baby, I’m here.” He gently transfers her to me, and as soon as she feels my skin, she wraps herself around me like a spider monkey. “Thank fuck, you’re okay. I love you, I love you, I love you,” I tell her and kiss every inch of her beautiful head. If I could have her melt into me right now, I would.
My hearts been beating so fucking hard, I’m surprised it hasn’t ripped a hole through my chest. I hold her close and rock us, trying to soothe her. Drew shrugs off his zip up hoodie and drapes it over her shoulders.
“Baby, look at me. Are you hurt?” She pulls her head slightly away from the crook of my neck and I see blotches of redness across her beautiful porcelain skin. Her jaw and cheeks are already beginning to bruise.
This motherfucker put his fucking hands on her. He fucking hurt her. The rage bubbles in the blood and I do everything I fucking can to control myself while I hold my precious girl.
“It’s over now, Birdie. His ass is going right to fucking jail, all of these motherfuckers are fucking gone.” I feel her nod her head into my chest. Every word strangles my heart and burns my throat when I say them into her hair. She’s trusting me to be right this time.
“That’s weird, why’s Davis’s phone here?” Drew asks and holds up a phone with the Havenwood Football logo on the back of the cover. He taps the screen and Davis, Sloane and their two dogs' picture comes into view.That’s fucking strange. Why’s his phone here?“That doesn’t make any sense, he went out to Greek Lane with Stevens to meet up with some Delta girls.”
“I can track his watch from my phone, I have him on location.” She scrambles out of my arms and looks for her phone in the dead grass on her hands and knees just as town police cars and ambulances show up.
It doesn’t take long for them to take in the scene and to figure out what’s happened. Monroe’s latest fuck buddy, a rookie cop named Izzy, tries to convince Sloane to let a paramedic look her over when she stays transfixed on finding her phone.
“Birdie, get up, baby, let them check you out,” I plead with her from the ground. She ignores me and keeps looking until she picks up her phone and holds her cracked screen up to her bruised face. Her little fingers are shaking as she tries to navigate her home screen to find the app she’s looking for. “Let me help you.”
I take her phone and find what I need, holding up the screen to show her. According to the app, his watch is over on Greek Lane still.
“We’ll find him, now let’s get you looked at,” Izzy offers, and she only agrees to get in the ambulance if I stay with her. “That’s fine with me, it looks like he needs to get looked at too.”
Another paramedic wraps a mylar blanket around my shoulders and leads me over to the rig. The adrenaline shotsfrom before are wearing off and I’m hit with fucking pain. My knuckles are ripped to shreds, my feet are raw and I’m fucking freezing. They keep us close and work on what they can.
Several guys who live on the Row, including the guys next door to us, are on the scene now. A few of the baseball guys standing nearby tell Izzy and the other cops that they saw Davis over at the Delta house a few hours ago. Some even saw Will and his fucking boys being there at the same time.What the fuck actually happened tonight?
Chapter Forty-Six
AS SOON ASwe got to the hospital, the paramedics took him away. I felt my heart squeeze tight when they separated us. Watching them wheel him away sent panic straight through me. My brave and fearless man needed wound care for his feet and hands. He was a bloody mess after he knocked the daylights outta Will.
They wheel me into a private area of the Emergency Department and as soon as they pull that door closed, my walls come crashing down.
It’s like I’m being buried alive while having to relive the past few hours in my head.Him finding me in the dead of night. Being grabbed and dragged away by Will. Fighting for my life when that maniac started shouting about me being what he needed to win and trying to assault me for it. I’ve got no idea what’s gone on with Davis but I’m assuming it’s not good if Will ended up with his phone.
I can’t process any of it and my head throbs. I’m trapped in my thoughts and can’t get out.I need to cut it out.I start scratching my skin and pulling on my pointer finger cuticles until the skin rips off like red ribbons.
“Sloane, you need to take a deep breath, you’re having a panic attack, you’re safe and you’re in the hospital,” Officer Izzy offers and holds my hands in hers.
It takes some time before I’m ready to talk. Officer Izzy gave me the space I needed and after a few more calming moments, I let her know I’m ready.
“Can you tell me what happened tonight?” She starts off and I know I need to be as precise as possible. Will isn’t walking out a free man this time.
“Davis and I had words last night, it wasn’t a big argument or anythin’, but we kept our distance from each other today to cool off.”
“Did your boyfriend know you and your brother argued?” She asks and before I can answer, the door opens and Chase is being wheeled into the room.
He’s got a big smile on his handsome face, a bag of antibiotics connected to his arm, and an angry nurse by his side. The nurse talks to Officer Izzy and my rascal winks at me from his side of the room.
“This boy is refusing pain meds until he talks to someone about tonight. He’s threatening to pull out his iv unless he’s in here with her,” she nods her chin in my direction and I sweareverything he does, even this, is downright romantic.Crazy, but still romantic.
