Black Rebel Riders' MC Complete Series Books 1-6 by Glenna Maynard

Author:Glenna Maynard [Maynard, Glenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Romeo

Shit is fucked. I can’t believe I just left her lying there all alone. I put in a call to Rumor, told her I’d get the kids first thing in the morning. Thank fuck for my rebel family, always got my back when I need them most. Don’t know how shit went sour so quick with LL, we have had problems but damn. I never meant to hurt her. I just wanted her to be the woman I know she could be, the woman I thought she had become.

I had to get out of there. I only hope she can forgive me for what I’ve done, but more so I want to know what she meant when she said she done something horrible, something I’d kill her for. I hope to god she didn’t do something stupid. She obviously isn’t thinking clearly.

Back home now I light up a joint to smoke my distresses away for a short while, until the phone rings with the news I already know.

“Sir, this is East End General, am I speaking with Mike Wells?”

“Speaking.”

“I am afraid I have terrible news, your wife has been in some sort of accident, and we need you to get here as soon as possible.”

I click the phone shut, take a swig from my jar of shine, pick my leather jacket up off the back of my chair, grab my keys and ride out.

At the hospital, the police are waiting to question me. They are more concerned with LL’s drug habits than her injuries, they think she got high and hurt herself. I explain to them how she was supposed to go to rehab, that she took off without a word leaving me alone with our three children. The police leave for now, stating they will return once my wife has awoken.

The doctor on call meets with me shortly after explaining that there is bleeding on the brain; she is waiting for neurology to look over the CT scans to decide if pursuing surgery is called for. For now, all I can do is sit and wait.

Since I am in for one hell of a long night, I go off in search of a vending machine. This piss poor free hospital coffee in the waiting room will have to do. After an hour or so, the motherfucker who I recognize from the disc Foxie gave me joins me. This pencil dick looking shit stick, has the nerve to sit next to me. I clinch the Styrofoam coffee cup nearly crushing it, burning my hand with the hot liquid contents, that is seeping through the cracks.

Standing I stretch my legs and toss the ruined cup in the trash. I start to exit when he says, “have a seat Mike, we have a lot to discuss.” I rear back my fist ready to show him what I think about discussing a damn thing with him when he flashes his badge at me. Fuck, if this isn’t shit on dry toast and no water to wash it down with.

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