48. Chapter Forty-Six
Chapter Forty-Six
Medusa
“Come on, Merida. I just found you. I can’t lose you.” The voice seems so far away. The deep voice makes me feel whole. I drift back away into nothingness.
The beeping is annoying me and the pain all over my body is making me uncomfortable. I moan.
“Amelia?” My eyes are slowly opening up and I smile when I find Noah and TJ both staring at me. Their heads block the overhead lights. When they move slightly I scrunch up my face. “What’s wrong?” TJ’s voice is full of concern.
“The light is bright.” My voice is muffled through the mask covering my nose and mouth. Noah drops my hand to adjust the light making me sigh happily. “Tommy?”
“Dead along with Luca.” There’s sadness in TJ’s eyes. I move to him and Noah. I ask what else. “Michelle is gone too. DaVinci had to kill her. When she was in the shed with her, Michelle was never patted down because she’s family. She had a gun. Michelle shot Shrink in the stomach and DaVinci heard it. She saw Michelle leaving the shed and it was almost like a western duel. Both of them fired and Michelle got it between the eyes. DaVinci moved quickly, missed getting hit in the same shoulder as you. Shrink is fine and was released from Doc a few days ago.” I feel the tears flowing down. My sister is gone. She truly hated me so much that she’d kill the chosen family who helped us when dad died and mom took off.
“We got the revenge we needed. I’m sorry Michelle is gone, but Tommy told me that she was a DeMarco through and through. I hate that he was right.” The door opens and Doc walks in.
“Well if it isn’t my favorite patient.” He smiles. Doc is the uncle to DaVinci. I guess science nerds run in the family. “How are you feeling?”
“Like I’ve been hit by a truck then thrown in a dryer.”
Doc laughs, making me smile.
“That’s my girl. Everything is healing nicely. You had a bullet wound in the shoulder, superficial cuts on your breasts and stomach, which didn’t need stitches. You did need stitches on the crown of your head. You had a concussion, a broken rib and your throat is bruised. You’ll be in a lot of pain for a while. No bike riding until the rib is healed. I’m sorry.” He holds his hands up when I open my mouth. “Your arm is going to be in a sling for a little bit because I had to repair your shoulder. The bullet shattered it.”
“When can I get out of here?” I hate hospitals.
“I want to spend the next twelve hours without you on oxygen to make sure it remains stable. You should be able to leave tomorrow morning.” He smiles. “Thanks Doc.” Doc moves around the bed to shut off the oxygen and then takes the mask off my face. He adjusts the bed so I’m sitting up. He’s watching the monitor for a few minutes before taking out his stethoscope to listen to my heart and lungs. He’s explaining everything to me. I wince a little but I’m assuming since this is the first time I’ve been awake for a few days and finally moving.
“Everything is looking good. I’m happy with how things are improving. Physical therapy starts in a couple of hours. Milkshakes for lunch and we will see how this works for you before I get you on soft food.”
“Thanks again Doc.” He kisses the top of my head before leaving. The guys both sigh as they sit down on the chairs next to my bed. “Are you okay?” I ask TJ. He nods. “I’m sorry I wasn't there for you when it all happened. You had to worry about me while dealing with Chelle’s death.”
“I had the girls, Noah, and Smitty. We buried her with dad. I know she turned on us but she’s still family.” TJ’s voice cracks.
“I agree. I’m glad you did that for us. For her.” I lay my head back on the pillow. “I can’t wait to get out of here. I think I’m going to be staying at the clubhouse for a while.”
“You mean, we will be staying.” Noah winks. “I almost lost you and I’m going to be stuck like glue to you. We’ll be able to do physical therapy together. The couple who does therapy together, stays together.” I laugh as Noah comes in my view to kiss me. TJ gags before walking out to give us time together. ”I love you, Amelia.”
“I love you too, Noah.”
The End