“No! No, this is not how this is ending, tell him to get back in here and fix him.” I shout at Argos, “Tell him to give him something, anything.” I shout through tears, and see Argos walking over to me. “Argos, why is he not doing more?” I scream, I cry and my vision goes blurry. I’m not sure how much more I can take. This is not happening, he was supposed to come here and get him to wake up. I know what it means when someone is put in an induced coma; there is a small chance of them waking up.
“Lucy, he’s done what he can.”
I turn to face him but I don’t really see him. “No,” I sob as the tears run down my cheeks. “Argos, this…” I stop as he wraps his arms around me, tight so that I don’t fall to the floor, as my legs get weak.
Chapter 20
Lucy
“Lucy, it’s been three days, you have to eat something,” I hear Argos say. I haven’t left Cash’s side. Lifting my head off the bed, I stroke Cash’s hand that I’ve not let go of, and turn to face Argos who is standing by the door. He’s brought a sandwich for me. These three days have been going so slow, it feels like years, and nothing is improving. Doc and Satan have been coming every day to check on him, they told us the same thing and won’t be back for another two days. Doc thinks that Argos should turn the machine off because he thinks that Cash won’t make it back from here. Argos hasn’t really said anything about it to me, not because he doesn’t want to, but because I walk away from him.
“If I wasn’t here, would you turn the machine off?” I asking, still kneeling next to the bed and not letting go of his hand.
Argos comes over and kneels next to me, “Cash and I had an agreement, we both knew that something like this might happen to one us. This isn’t a life where this might not happen,” Argos stops and looks at Cash, then back to me, “we both agreed, one month turn the machine off.” he almost whispers the last part.
Tightening my lips together, as I think about what Argos has just said: a month. Anything can happen in a month. Argos wipes the tear away from my cheek, and I look over at Cash, shaking my head.
“All this has happened because I heard something I shouldn’t, and because of that, I had a bounty on my head, fell in love with a man that I never thought I would, got a brother that I never had, almost died, lost a baby, lost the trust of the man I love, and because of all this, two brothers that were so close and would die for each other don’t even talk anymore,” I take in a deep breath as I lose control, the tears build up in my eyes, and I can feel it in the back of my throat. “And now… now, because some fuck wants to make me his trophy wife, I might lose Cash forever. You might lose a brother… I keep thinking I can stop this, I can keep you both safe….”
“Never going to happen, you get that fucked-up idea out of your head. Cash will kill him, then go on a crazy fucked up killing mission,” Argos takes hold of my hand, and I turn to face him, “yes since this all happened, some fucked up things have happened, but think of the good that's happened.”
“Good?” I question him, what good has come from this?
“Yes, a man that hated even the thought of loving again, fell in love and wants to be with you for the rest of his life. I got a sister that means more to me than my real sister ever did. I see the good; you see the bad. You need to think of the good we have gotten from all this and think about the good things that will happen once Cash wakes up, and we finally end all this.”
I don’t say anything back to him, and give Cash’s hand a kiss, looking up at him I pray that he wakes up. I don’t know if in a month, my fight will win. Cash and Argos have had this agreement for a very long time.
“Will you at least eat half the sandwich?” Argos pushes the plate closer to me, giving him a nod, “I will be out there,” he says leaving the room. Argos has been working every day on finding out where Raphael has been hiding. He seems to have gone underground; there has been nothing on him. Even the Hell Flames can’t find him. Then he has also been trying to work out how someone hacked into his system, he said he is also working on something else but he doesn’t want to tell me just yet until he has a plan. I have to go with what he thinks is best.
Turning to face Cash, “I know that you’re going to go mad again that me and Argos have been spending time together again, but I just hope that you understand that there is nothing to worry about. But most important I wish you could see the hurt he is going through, he loves you and would never do anything to hurt you.” This is one thing that I will fix. I love Cash, but so does Argos, and they need to fix what is broken.
***
5 days later
Walking around the sitting room, I’m trying very hard not to lose my cool with Argos. Doc came the other day and again told Argos to turn the machine off. They are coming again today and I know that he’s going to say the same thing again.
“You tell him that the answer is no. He’s pushing me to the point that I will stab him,” I tell him. That Doc guy gives me the fucking creeps. Every time Argos and Satan tell him that Cash will beat the shit out of him for looking at me the way he does, it doesn’t stop him. The last time Argos even punched him for it but that still didn’t stop him. There is something about him that I don’t like, but Argos as told me not once but a few times now, that if there was something, Satan would have killed him by now.
“We have to leave here, the guys have been coming to many times now, and I’ve spoken to Satan and told him that after today, they don’t come until I call them.They are only telling us the same thing over and over again. I have got a new lair sorted for us.” Argos looks over to the room that Cash is in, he only goes into the room if I’m in there and has to give me some food, other than that he never goes in there.
“I’m not leaving Cash.”
“Satan is helping us take him there; it’s just outside of Washington. This way we are out of the city and no one knows us, but still close enough to get here if we need to,” Argos looks at me, as I wonder why this is really happening. There is more to this then what his saying, and I’m more than happy to wait until he tells me. “What?”
“Don’t Argos, don’t think I’m stupid. There is a reason we’re moving.”
“Yeah there is, this place has no security. We can be found a lot easier here. I’m surprised that they haven’t already, and I can’t risk them finding us. Look around Lucy, Cash is in a coma, if ten of them walk through the door, only one has to get past us, and Cash is dead.” Argos’ voice gets a little louder, as he talks to me. Maybe I was wrong to think there was more to us moving, he has been in some sort of an “Argos bubble” for last five days, and now it’s hit me. He is normally the man behind the computer, but now without Cash he has to do it all himself. He has to think about three people alone, and it’s starting to get to him.
Rubbing my forehead, “I’m sorry Argos,” looking up at him, “I will get everything packed up.” I go to walk away from him.
“Lucy, we’re leaving at one a.m., no one will be awake at that time and we can get in like ghosts. Do you have any questions?”
“No, I trust you.” I reassure him, and grab the bag off the floor and walk into Cash’s room to throw in the few bits that are in there.
Hearing the door open, I don’t turn around knowing very well who it is. I just look at Cash, staring at him as I’m getting angry that he’s not fighting whatever it is that is holding him back. Walking out of the room so the Doc can get Cash ready for the transfer; I sit at the table with all the laptops. Argos, Satan and Storm join me.
“How far is this new place?” Storm asks.
“We have a few lairs around, but we’re staying close; less than an hour away.” I bet him and Cash have one in every state just in case they have to up and leave for one reason or another. I still wonder when they see their families, I would love to meet Cash’s parents.
“We leave at one, then you call when you’re ready.” Satan tells him, and his eyes move to mine. “So, this all ends over one girl.”
My bod
y tenses up, I can’t believe he just said that, I feel Argos’ hand on my leg, “Cash’s girl.” I hear him say as I keep my eyes locked with Satan, I don’t care who he is, but there is no way he can talk to me like that.
I walk away from the table as I can’t stay close to them, not sure if it’s because I agree with them or if it’s because I hate him for saying that. I see Argos walking over to me, and I don’t say anything to him, and he doesn’t say anything to me either.
“Ready to go?” Argos stands by the door to Cash’s room. The second that Doc left his room I was back in here. I couldn’t stay out there any longer. I know they were talking about me as Storm kept looking over at me.
“You riding with Cash?” I ask him as I lean closer to Cash and give him a kiss on the cheek.
“You going to be okay with Storm?”
“Just get Cash there safe, don’t worry about me.” grabbing my bag off the floor, I go to leave the room, but Argos stops me.
“I will always worry, even when Cash is back to normal I will worry.” Letting go of my arm and I walk over to meet Storm by his car.
A cold shiver runs through my body and I look around the house to see if I can see anyone, but nothing. I watch Argos come out with Cash and Satan, not taking my eyes of them as they get into the back of the van. Argos walks over to me.
“We are both going different ways, but you still have the phone I gave you?” I give him a nod, at least I know it’s not just me that is worried about this then, he turns to Storm, and they just look at each other.
“Don’t worry,” Storm says and walks to the car, I suppose it’s quieter than bring the bikes. Turning back to Argos I give him a nod and get in the car. “Ready?”
I take one last look around to see if I can see anything, “Ready.” Taking my gun out of my bag, I look at the mirror so I know what is happening behind us. I have no idea how the bikers do things, and maybe I’m not one hundred percent sure about this, but it has to be done.
***
“Taking a hard right!” I shout at Storm. That car has been behind us a while now and I don’t know if they are following us, or just going the same way, but I’m not taking any chance.
“You picked up the car too? Cash taught you well,” Storm says taking the right, and I told onto the handle so that I don’t fly of my seat. “Hold on tight, it’s about to get a little rough in here.” Storm says as the car takes the turn too.
Shit, shit, shit. I knew something felt off at the house, they were waiting for this; waiting for us all to be split up. So, what is the plan? Drive until we lose them, or stop and fight them? I have no idea what he is thinking.
“Can you see how many are in the car?”
I look in the mirror again to see if I can see when we pass a light, “Three,” I tell him, Storm keeps taking turns and speeds up, not sure what he’s thinking and it’s got me more worried.
“We have to lose them, but they seem to be good at following us, so…”
“I’m ready,” I cut him off, I’ve been in enough of these now to know when things might go bad, and I know how to fight through it too.
“We can always just stop and kill them,” Storm looks over at me, then back to the road, I bet he’s the one that enjoys killing people, he just has this whole vibe about him.
“I’m going to try and lose them,” Storm shouts as he goes into the warehouse parking lot, the headlights from the car behind us.
I look over at Storm as he turns our headlights off, and reverses in between two metal boxes, and turning the car off, “What are we doing?” I ask him.
“Seeing how bad they want you? In the meantime we wait,” turning back to the front of the car and we wait.
I look down at my hands holding the gun, as they start to shake a little. Argos was right I should have eaten more; my body is going through a slow break down on me. I hope that Argos got to the lair without the tail behind him, that is the last thing that he needs.
“You can’t keep blaming yourself for this,” I shake my head, because the only person I do blame is myself, “it’s not the first time that a guy is fighting for their life because of a girl.” I turn to face him. I wouldn’t know what his story is. I’ve kept my distance from them this week; I don’t have anything to say to them. To be honest, I don’t really want to get to know them but, for their help with all this, I will always be thankful to them.
“Are we just going to sit here until they run out of gas?” I look back out of the window; I don’t really want to sit here longer for him to talk to me more.
“Take the wheel,” turning to face him, I can drive but not in a car chase I can’t, “Either drive or shoot. To be honest I don’t trust you with either, but I can’t do both.”
He’s right, I wouldn’t trust me either, but I need to do something so, I wait for him to get out the car but he’s not moving. “Move out of the way then.”
“I can’t open the door because the light will come on, looks like you will have to come on top of me. Then I can get to your seat from under you,” he says but there is so much innuendo behind that sentence.
Not saying anything I hand him my gun, and move on top of him so that I can drive, his hand holds my hips and his lips curl up into the smirk. “I can feel why Cash is fighting to keep you alive.”
“You’re a dick,” I push him to go sit on the other side of the car as I fasten the seat belt. I get ready to drive, we have one shot at this, and it has to be right. “Ready?”
“The question is, are you?” Storm takes out his guns and looks out the window, ready to shoot when he needs to.
Holding onto the steering wheel I take in a deep breath, and start the car turn the headlights on, and drive. Not fast, just my normal speed until I know what is about to come for us. Driving towards the open space, I see the headlights behind me, letting me know that they have been waiting for us. Putting my foot down, I drive around the open parking lot and I can see Storm looking over at me.
“I’m about to put the hand brake up and spin the car, you better have a good aim.” I almost shout at him. Because if he doesn’t he’s dead, and Raphael has me again.
“Don’t worry.” Storm brings his window down and gets his guns ready. Then with one last deep breath I slap my foot on the brakes, pull the handbrake up and turn the steering wheel, giving Storm a good view of them driving towards us. I hear the shots being fired, but I keep my focus on the driving and the car. I can’t do both and I need to focus on what I’m doing.
Hearing a loud explosion and seeing a bright light to my right, I stop the car and look over to see the car up in flames.
“Let me drive, we have to go before someone calls the cops.” Storm gets out of the car and runs over to the driver’s side. I climb over to the other seat, and before I can put my belt on, he’s driving like a crazy man again.
Hitting the highway, he slows the speed down, letting me know that we are in the clear, “thank you for…”
“If I let anything happen to you, and say by some miracle Cash makes it, I know who he would have been after. I’ve heard the stories, I’ve seen him in action, and I don’t want Cash as my Bounty Hunter.” Storm tells me, and I have to think back to that day we went to the club. They respected Cash a lot more than I thought. I know the bikers tend to have a brotherhood, you’re in or you’re not. But with Cash even though he’s not in the club, he’s treated with some level of respect.
I don’t reply back to him, I don’t know what to say so him. I look out the window, and check the time, wondering how much longer will it take.
“Lucy,” I turn to face Storm, “we can see you never wanted any of this. Some people are born into the life they are in, some are forced into the life, but you...you don’t deserve what has or is happening to you, but you have two people that are fighting with you, remember that.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I ask. He has no reason to make me feel better about how I feel, so I’m not sure where he is going with this. He do
esn’t answer me instead we just sit in silence, I don’t know what I prefer more. The quietness to think or the talking so I don’t have time to think.
We’re here, but I don’t get out just yet as I think about what Storm just said. I have two people who are fighting for me and I know that they would do anything to protect me and now look what’s happened. Both have been shot within the last month and Argos is still limping, not as bad as he had been and it’s not as noticeable unless you know to look. This is all down to me, I need to do anything I can to make sure that we end this mess.
Walking into the lair, I see Argos walking towards me, “You okay?” giving him a nod, I wrap my arms around him and he tightens his arm, I needed a hug. No words, just a hug. “Cash is all step up. We can do everything from here, and by the time he wakes up, I want to be able to give him some answers. Since we both know that he’s a pain in the ass when he doesn’t get answers.”
I start laughing, as I agree with Argos. “I will make some coffee first. I need something stronger, but for now coffee will do.” I tell him, and make my way to the kitchen, to make some for everyone.
“You know that he might not wake up, I will say there is a five percent chance of him waking up,” I turn around as Doc walks over to me, “so why keep him on the machine, he can’t keep you happy anymore.” I watch as Doc walks closer to me, fuck, I hate this man more that I hated my step-father.
“Well I have more faith than you,” I say, going to turn away from him, but he stops me by grabbing my arm.
“Now, now, I’m offering to look after you…” the next thing I know his lips are on mine, and I go to push him away but he’s a lot stronger than he looks.
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