Chapter Twelve
Amara
“I ’ll be fine at my apartment, Ghost,” I say for the millionth time.
“Babe, you’ll be lucky if I ever let you leave my sight again,” he says. “You’re coming home with me. I will drop you off at home with Dove and Ma while I finish up something at the Cage, then I’m off all next week, and we will both spend that time at home relaxing.”
Knowing I won’t win and not really wanting to, I try to reason with him just a little.
“Alright. How about you drop me off at my apartment while you do what you need to do? That will give me time to pack what Sky, Zoe, and I might need for the next week.”
He starts to shake his head, and I stand up and wrap my arms around his body.
“I’m okay, Ghost,” I say against his chest. “I’m just a little tired, which is normal.”
“You had four seizures in under thirty minutes, Snow. That’s not what I would consider alright.”
“The man has a point.”
Dr. Francis smiles as he hands me my discharge papers.
“However,” he continues. “With your condition, it’s also not the first time we’ve seen this from you. She should be fine being alone as long as her service dog is with her.”
I can’t remember it happening, but apparently, Sky brought me my emergency nasal spray less than a minute before the first seizure hit. When the doctor told me that it was in my system I had to log onto the security camera in my apartment to see what happened.
When I accepted the meds from Sky, I almost looked as if I was a zombie. My eyes are blank as I casually take what was given to me. Under any other circumstances, that could be a scary thing.
“That dog saved your life.”
With that, the doctor leaves the room.
“Thirty minutes,” Ghost tells me. “That’s all I’m giving you. I’ll rush to the club to finalize some things and then I’ll be right back to get you. Pack fast, baby. And for a hell of a lot longer than a week.”
“Zoe has school,” I say.
“And she will still have school while at my house,” he smiles. “She has an entire family that will fight one another for the right to take her back and forth.”
“Am I ever going to get my way?” I tease.
“Baby, there are many things I’m sure you will win, but when it comes to you and Dove’s safety, my way is the only way.”
I should be mad. But I’m not. As a matter of fact, I think I’m in love.
“Come on, babe. Got shit to do.”
With a caveman. I’m in love with a caveman.
***
It doesn’t take me long to pack everything up. Instead of bringing the giant container that I have at home, I ordered a new bag of dog food and treats to be shipped to Ghost’s house. I packed enough to last him until it arrived.
I put all of our bags by the door and rush around to make sure everything is turned off and unplugged. I’m not sure how long I’ll be gone, but I’d rather not chance keeping anything plugged in.
Ghost knocks on my door ten minutes earlier than what he said.
“Be right there,” I call out, knowing he won’t be able to get in because the door is locked. Something he told me to do multiple times before he left.
“Hey, sorry, I was double-checking things,” I say as I open the door.
I’m met with a familiar smile, but not the one I was expecting.
“Nighty night.”
For the second, or rather fifth time in twenty-four hours, I fall into the darkness.