I’ve been at the hospital sitting outside Kyle’s room for the last few hours. Michelle hasn’t left his bedside, not to eat or anything. I sent a text out to Seamus that when he stops by he needs to make sure that he brings something for her to eat. Reed told us early this morning that she’s pregnant which just makes all of this ten times worse. Kyle really can’t die, he’s got a lady and a few babies to take care of.
I hear a low cough from behind me and turn to see Michelle standing in the doorway to Kyle’s room.
“I thought that maybe he would have heard me and decided to wake up by now, to not scare me half to death. They say that if you talk to them it might help them heal, or that’s what I’ve read online anyways…I feel so stupid, Pain.”
“You aren’t stupid, Michelle. We both know you’re far from it, you’re just hopeful and you have every right to be. Kyle’s gonna wake up, he just needs time to get better.” I don’t know what just got into me to where I’d say what I just did, but I just hope I’m right. Kyle needs to wake up, and not just for Michelle or his kids, but the club. We need him too.
There’s no telling what is coming, we only know one thing, that it isn’t good. Being a man down right now isn’t exactly ideal, but we’re going to make do with the help we do have. I’m still just a fuckin’ prospect, even after all this time. I don’t think that Reed is ever going to forgive me for leaving Daisy. It was wrong of me and I’ve always admitted that. I knew it was wrong and I still left, but if I didn’t leave then Angel would have died. She’s always had a problem with drugs, well the three of us always have but Chaos and I went to rehab and got out of those ways.
We didn’t grow up privileged, or even middle class in any sense of the term. Mom worked three jobs and I’m pretty sure her third job was to keep her stash up for when she needed a hit. Dad was never around, so it was me, Chaos and Angel. We learned to depend on each other at a young age cause it’s not like we could depend on anyone else. That’s the fucked up part, not even being able to be a kid because there was no real adult around. Mom was too busy working, or shooting up to care what we were doing.
Chaos and I thought out of any of us Angel would be the one to go to college and move out of town doing this crazy talented thing that we were both too dumb to do, so when she turned to drugs as her coping mechanism it killed us. We’ve done everything we can, multiple rehab stints, even got her put in jail and she got sent to a halfway house directly after. That didn’t help though cause those damn halfway houses have drugs floating through them. Insert drugged up sister here. It feels like no matter what we do there isn’t any way to save Angel from herself, no matter how much I try.
I see Seamus walking up the hallway with Daisy directly beside him, carrying a small paper bag. I can smell it from here, and I know there’s gotta be somethin’ maple syrup up in that thing…is it bad that I’m hoping it’s for me and not Michelle?
Daisy opens the bag and tosses me a sausage and cheese sandwich, wrapped up in a maple infused biscuit, then goes into Kyle’s room. I hadn’t even realized that Michelle had went back and sat down.
“Any change?” Seamus asks,
“No. I think it’s too early to tell at this point. It’s all still really early,” I tell him, it hasn’t even been more than a few hours at this point.
“Well hopefully, there’s a change soon. You know Reed’s gonna keep one of us on Kyle duty until he’s better and back at the club”
“He might as well send Enzo,” I comment, “Not like he’s gonna be much help in the fight hobbling around the way he is.”
“True. It would make sense to keep Enzo here. I’ll mention it to Reed and see what he thinks about the idea.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket so I pull it out, expecting to see a text from Maria. Only it’s not Maria that texts me. It’s my buddy Chris, one who knows about Angel’s habits. He’s a cop who’s helped me on more than one occasion when it comes to her. Shit, I owe him a lot. If it wasn’t for his texts, there’s a couple times she would’ve died before I got her to the hospital.
From: Chris
I need you to meet me here. Prepare yourself.
Chris lists an address at the end of his text and I don’t even have to look it up. He’s not just having me meet him anywhere. He’s just sent me the address for the county morgue.
Angel…what did you do?
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