Page 28 of Chaos (Deathstalkers MC)
No.
His scream rips through us all and the agony on his face cuts me like a knife.
It can’t be.
My feet slowly move toward him.
Nikki is collapsed next to him.
Covered in ash and blood but seemingly okay for the most part.
The two of them clutching the little girl in his arms.
I want to say something to ask him what I think I already know, what I pray can’t be true.
Today was supposed to be a day filed with happiness and celebration.
It isn’t. It’s full of
devastation,
destruction,
and chaos.
Chapter Seventeen
Torch
The hospital is hectic as we fill all of its rooms and hallways with victims. The casualties aren’t fully known. We aren’t even sure if everyone made it out yet. I’m moving from room to room, trying to take stock of everyone who is here and how they are. I’m also trying to find Tracie and make sure that she’s okay.
I haven’t seen Whip and Lucy either and I can’t help but have a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach considering she was pregnant. I’ve had countless people try to stop me so they can examine me, but I refuse to stop moving. I need to find the people I care about. I need to see for myself that everyone is okay.
I pass a waiting room and catch a glimpse of Whip. He’s pacing and looks like at any minute he might slam his fist through a wall. I walk in, catching his eye.
“Lucy?”
His eyes are red rimmed and I say a silent prayer that he isn’t going to tell me that we lost her too. “She’s in surgery. Her and the baby. It’s bad.” His hands scrub his face. “I can’t find my mom. You see her at all?”
Shit. “No. Everything was so hectic that I’m just now trying to see where everyone is, but I can let you know when I come across her.” He nods at me and the two of us just stand there for a minute. “You hear about Lily?”
He only looks at me and I can tell he did. The image of Twisted cradling her will haunt me.
“Let me know when you get news about Lucy. I’m gonna try to track everyone down and see where we stand.” I turn to leave but decide against it embracing my brother first. We aren’t guys who show emotion, ever. Today is the ultimate exception. I know that what happened is going to rip through each of us.
“Call if you need me, brother.” I walk out of the room, adding Whip’s mom to my list of people that I need to see breathing.
I stumble and catch myself against the wall, my head feeling like a ton of bricks.
“Sir, you need to let someone examine you,” a nurse says as she tries to take my arm and guide me to a chair.
I shake her off trying to regain my composure. “I’m fine.” I keep moving needing to find my girl.
“No, you don’t understand!” I hear her voice yelling and I freeze. Tracie.
My feet carry me as fast as they can until I’m standing in her doorway. She’s sitting on the bed with a doctor and a nurse at her side, checking her vitals.
“I need to get out of this bed and—” Her voice stops once she sees me and her body seems to relax a bit.
