Me. I’m fine. I hate seeing Senna like this. I wish he would wake up. The wait is killing her.
Asher: He’s a tough fucker. He will wake up and want to tear down the hospital to get to the fucks who did this.
I chuckle knowing how true that is.
Me: Yeah, he will. When will you be here? I miss you.
Asher: Soon baby. I have a few things to wrap up at the gym.
Me: ok. I love you.
Asher: I Love you more.
As I close the text, I hear a moan coming from the opposite side of the room. Looking up I see Viper moving his head from side to side. He is trying to pull the mask from his face. The groans are masked and muffled around the bed.
Senna jumps from her chair leaning over him. He tries to open his eyes. I see his lids flutter and his eyeballs flick from side to side under his lids. My heart stops and I hold my breath. This is just what we need him to do, wake up. I am unsure how much more unanswered pain my sister can take.
“Luca? Can you hear me?” her voice breaks with emotion
“Senna?” He whispers, his voice scratchy from the tubes and the fact that for four days he hasn’t even uttered a sound let alone words. It amazes me how the brain and body how work.
“Oh my god, baby.” She says as she grabs his face, shock and relief washes through her eyes. Her hands shake as they reach out for him, touching his face. Pulling the mask away from him, his stunning features still as breathtaking as they were before, and I can say this because he is fine art that’s for sure.
I watch her eyes roam over his features taking all of him in. His fingers flinch on top of the sheets wanting to reach out for her but her hands move to cup his face, her head lowers as tears roll freely down her cheeks, her lips find his and she places such delicate kisses to his dry lips.
I jump up and run out of the room to get his nurse, doctor, shit anyone really. He’s awake! He’s really awake and now we can really sort shit out and stop living inside this hospital room. I swear the smell of bleach is trapped inside the strands of my hair. Flame stands as I run from the room.
“Saylor? What’s wrong?” He asks, fear lacing his voice.
I turn to look at him with a smile gracing my face. “He’s awake,” I say as I continue to the nurse’s station.
The next thirty minutes is chaotic. The nurse and doctors give Viper a full check over. They make Senna leave the room which pisses them both off. She stands for the first eight minutes looking at him through the window on the door, like really Sen. He’s in the best hands but she wouldn’t settle.
Then the nurse came over and pulled the curtain that wraps around the bed from rails in the roof. That caused my twin to pout, stomp her foot and grit her teeth, which sent an evil shiver down my spine. I grabbed her hand pulling her away from the door and torment of not knowing what they were and were not doing and not. The staff reassured them both that once they check him out, she can come back in. Flame and I are sitting in the waiting room while Senna paces anxiously around the room.
Once we are given the ok to return, Senna practically runs to his side. As I make my way into the room, they are talking quietly to each other, their foreheads touching. My eyes well with tears seeing the love pouring off them. I’m so happy that they have each other. A week ago, I would be green with envy but now I have that too and I couldn’t be happier.
CHAPTER TEN
Capone
“Well look who’s awake.” I say walking into the room that is now full of AOS family. I am greeted by a weak smile as I lean down and give him a brother handshake. It’s weak but it’s there. He is here.
“Shit, I’m glad you’re awake brother. I love twins, I do, but having to take them both on, well that was a daunting thought.” I wink at him. He tries to laugh but it pains him, and I see it etched all over his face.
“It’s all good, brother, you just rest, yeah?” Nodding at me his eyes close and Senna’s fingers link through his. She is a true asset to this man and his strength. By having her at his side he will overcome a lot more than near death.
“You find out who’s fucking great idea it was to shoot us up.” He says to me cutting me from my thoughts. His voice is weak and scratchy like it’s a struggle to speak. I suppose having tubes pushed down your throat will do that to you.
Stretching back in the chair leaning against the wall at the foot of his bed crossing my ankle over my knee. “Well actually being you for the last four days has been fucking exhausting.” I say to him looking over at Saylor who is sitting in the window seat her eyes looking out over the world below us. We are on the top floor of this concrete building holding all different types of fucked up people and sad families. It’s a depressing place to be. The sun is shining all around her, lighting her up so she looks like an angel. With her long black hair falling in curls around her, even in the centre of despair and a hell that is currently our life, she still looks stunning and put together. I have no clue how she does it I look like a homeless person on a daily basis.
“Capone,” Vipers voice cuts through again pulling me from a daydream of just what I could be doing to that women’s body right now but no we are all stuck here with this fucker.
“What.” Looking at him.
“Me being me is exhausting and?” he prompts trying to push himself up in the bed. Senna jumps to his aid as does Mrs. W both placing their long skinny arms under his and pulling him slowly and carefully up the bed fluffing his pillows and pulling up his blankets.
“Shit, Say, remind me I gotta get shot, ok,” I say wiggling my eyebrows at her as she sends me a death stare laced in ice. Laughing I hold my hands up. “Just joking, baby cakes, just joking.” Winking at her she smiles. It’s sad and tired but it’s still beautiful. I wanna live with her even when we are ghosts, she’s all a man like me has ever dreamed of touching let alone having.
