Page 18 of From the Darkness

“Let’s get this shit done. I need some fresh air and easy pussy. That doesn’t smell like a can of tuna,” Coin growls and flips her hair over her head and injects the tracker at the base of her neck.

As we are finishing up positioning sweet cheeks over the pool table, my phone goes off. When I pick it up, to answer it.

“Amelia was found unconscious in the bathroom at the firehouse. She was repeatedly raped and sodomized with an unknown object. There is severe tearing in her vaginal and anal areas. We have her sedated until we can get her to the MRI. Our next course of action is waiting.” Then the line goes dead.

A string of curse words flies from my mouth, and I drag Eagle out of the clubhouse. Amelia was found unconscious and severely beaten, was all I heard from whomever called. My phone buzzes in my hand.

Unknown:Memorial General Hospital, Emergency Room.

Chapter Fourteen

Amelia

Beep Beep.

Beep Beep.

What is that annoying sound?

Why can’t I move?

Why can’t I open my eyes?

I start to panic. It’s like I can feel every fiber of the sheet under me is clawing its way under my skin. Like every fiber of my skin is being ripped open.

My breathing starts to accelerate, and the beeping starts to get louder.

“Hey Amelia, relax, you’re safe,” an unfamiliar voice says.

Why does that voice not soothe me?

“Fire, you need to calm down, babe. You are safe. We have brothers posted on your door, so no one can come in unless they have already been approved by your family. Lucas and I are here for you, and we will be here until you get out,” a deep, familiar voice says.

“Sweetie, you’re safe now, and you’re in the hospital,” a familiar feminine voice states, and I recognize my sister’s sweet, angelic voice.

“R … R…R…” I try to say.

A large hand wraps around mine gently, as a gentle set of lips kiss my forehead and a masculine voice whispers, “You are safe, sweetheart.”

I hear the machines start to calm down and I try to open my eyes. I can only get them open a sliver, but I can’t make out anyone. My eyes are blurry, and I am not sure if it’s because of the tears leaking or if I have major damage to my eyes.

“Baby, relax, please. You are going to do damage to yourself. You need to take a breath and let your body heal. We have you. I promise,” another very familiar male voices states.

I can’t fight the pull under anymore, and I fall into the black abyss.

What feels like years later, I slowly start to come out of the unconscious state I have been in.

Slowly opening my eyes to a darkened room, but I can see. The sight of two male figures standing by the window talking with my dad makes the alarm that’s hooked to my body start to go off, causing them to turn and look at me.

“Hey, beautiful,” the one says, and instantly I feel safe. It’s Lucas and Steven, and they both look tired and stressed.

I smile at them and take a big breath.

“Hi, Lucas,” I croak out and look toward the tray.

Steven is immediately by my side with a cup of ice chips. He has a tiny little spoon and scoops some into my mouth, then whispers, “Suck on them slowly, baby.”

The coolness of the water sliding down my throat makes me moan.

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