Chapter 18 #2
Trikk and Razor are hot on her heels, impatiently pushing her aside to get inside the car and reach for me.
Trikk is the one who extracts me from Synn’s arms. I freeze up, shivering again at his touch.
I mentally slap myself, and latch on to him like a spider monkey, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“I am so sorry, Bambi,” Trikk chokes out, emotion clogging his voice. “I should have never taken you out.”
“It’s not your fault. I was the one to persuade you to do it. Please don’t apologize,” I cry into his shoulder.
Razor's voice comes next. “God, Fiasca. I was terrified for you. I love you, so much.”
“And I love you. I feel so lucky to have you,” I whisper to Trikk and Razor.
I hug every single one of my guys, anxious to get back inside to safety.
My eyes narrow when Maverick and Trav wrestle an unconscious Maxim from the car. That piece of shit. He's getting what’s coming to him. My blood sings in my veins, demanding he pay.
As I watch them get Maxim inside, I see Synn whispering with Jax out of the corner of my eye. He must have come out when we got here. I wonder what that's about?
A hoarse yell drags my attention to the door, where Purge, Hunter, and Cynthia all spill out, racing for me. Purge reaches me first, lifting me high in the air.
I let out a yip of fear, cringing back.
Purge's brows furrow. ‘Are you okay, Iskra?”
“Yeah, touch is hard right now.”
His eyes soften with understanding, and he lowers me to the ground.
“God, Iskra, I was so worried,” he tells me.
Hunter pauses next to Purge, waiting. I smile and nod once. He kisses me softly on the lips, not lingering.
“I love you, Pretty Girl. Never disappear again, okay?”
Cynthia whines, needing a turn with me. I brace myself, not knowing what she’ll do. She throws herself into my arms and kisses me right on the lips with a smack. I don’t flinch this time. The reaction must be for just men.
“Wifey, don't do that again.” She makes a happy chirping sound then tells me, “I got to sit on Thor's lap. You know... my boyfriend?”
I choke, eyes widening. “Your what?”
Cynthia just smiles and nods.
Hunter mutters “For fuck’s sake” under his breath, earning a laugh from me.
We all start to file inside, and Synn catches me from behind, hoisting me up and into his arms.
“Synn!” I squeal. I’m relieved I welcome his touch this time.
“The Doctor is waiting, you’re getting checked out first,” he tells me.
No one says a word as Synn hauls me away from everyone else, moving to the stairs. Opening the door, he hurries to the main level.
He carries me inside a large office space, one I haven’t seen before. It must be one of the doors that’s normally closed. The Doctor that treated me from the bullet wound is standing there.
“Put her on the table, please,” he politely asks Synn.
Synn complies, stepping back to make room for the Doctor.
Everyone else rushes in, but the room is only so big.
“Do not crowd us, please,” the Doctor tells everyone.
My guys grumble, and Valley’s voice rings out loudly.
“I am staying with my bestie. Deal with it, boys.” Valley moves to my side, squeezing my hand in support.
“I love you,” I tell her, tears shimmering in my eyes.
“I love you too, Nyx. It's going to be okay.”
The Doctor comes to my other side. “What is the nature of your wounds, Miss?”
I squirm uncomfortably. “I was beaten, chained up, left without food or water, and he... he branded me. Right above my... um... private area.”
Valley’s face turns purple with rage. “I will kill him. Burn him alive!”
“No, Valley. Tone it down,” Bryan's voice comes from the hallway.
The Doctor makes a tsking sound. “I need to check you out.”
I just nod, knowing the drill. I squeeze my eyes shut in preparation for another touch.
He gently pokes and prods at my bruises, thoroughly checking my abdomen and my ribs. He carefully pries off the bandage. Valley's gasp is so loud, Synn storms over to see for himself.
“He is going to hurt before I kill him.” Synn clenches his fists at his side, determination in his stormy gray eyes.
“Well, it doesn’t appear to be infected. Burns take quite a while to heal, but this is scabbing already, which is a good sign. You must be a fast healer,” the Doctor informs me.
He puts on a fresh bandage, then, “I need to check you again in a few days. In the meantime, this bandage needs changed daily. Please don’t get it wet either. You'll have to cover it in the shower.”
“Okay,” I agree.
“If you’re finished...” Synn clears his throat, scooping me up bridal-style. “You’re coming with me.”
“Wait just a damn minute!” A still angry Valley gets up on tiptoe, right in Synn’s face. “Nyx needs a girl’s night without any guys. Me and Cynthia will take care of her.” Valley looks at me. “Slumber party in your room? Maybe another movie night?”
“That actually sounds really nice,” I answer.
Synn grunts, but carries me out of the office and takes me to my room, the guys trailing closely behind him.
Synn sets me gently onto my bed. He leans in to give me a chaste kiss on the lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Pazessca. You and I have a date.”
“Okay. I love you, Synn.” I speak louder. “I love all of you. I'm okay. My girls will take care of me.”
Cynthia’s voice comes from past my door. “Coming through. Move, asshole. Geez," she mumbles, making me laugh.
Once she’s in the room, Synn backs out, blowing me a kiss as Valley closes the door.
“Now, let’s talk,” Valley says, sitting on the corner of my bed, Cynthia perching next to me.
I blow out a breath. “Good idea.”