I remembered the masked man with the gun. He could have killed us both. Why didn’t he? Who was he?
“We’ll figure it out later,” Jonas mumbled out. “Julia won’t leave Zach’s side, and I can’t blame her one bit. He’s worse than you are. Zach . . . . he’s in an induced coma. A piece of glass went into his skull and they had to remove it. Plus, he has a bullet wound in his arm. I’m not sure when he’ll wake up. Doctor thinks it won’t be until sometime next week. He’s prone to infection now because of it.”
He stopped talking once more, lost in thought.
How bad was I then?
Concentrating on my body, everything felt like pins and needles. There was a throbbing in my left thigh. My right arm ached with a dull thud and felt like it couldn’t be moved. My head pounded with each heartbeat and my throat was as dry as a dessert.
“Go take a break,” spoke another male’s voice. “I’ll sit with her.”
“I got it, Kent,” Jonas said, not moving from his spot. “I’m not leaving her side.”
“You need rest, Carter,” Kent stated.
“I’m not leaving. I made a promise to Zach to watch over her when he couldn’t,” Jonas stated, his voice going quiet.
“You’ve been here for three days,” Kent sighed out as he walked farther into the room.
“I’m not leaving,” Jonas barked out. “Someone was paid to kill her. They didn’t, which means someone else will be coming after her to finish the job. I can’t let that happen.”
“Alright,” Kent said. I heard him take a seat on the other side of the room. “I’ll be staying too. Julia finally went home to rest a bit. Melio is staying with him. Not like he’ll be going anywhere.”
“How’s he doing?” Jonas asked out. I wanted to ask that myself, but my body wouldn’t work with me. I felt like cussing it out.
“Same. Doctor Jayne plans to take him off the sedative that is being used to keep him in a coma. No idea when he’ll wake up, but it’s a start,” Kent answered. “I’m surprised her brother has stormed down the place yet.”
“He doesn’t know,” Jonas whispered out. “I don’t want Cody following him.”
“That fucker is in hiding somewhere,” Kent said harshly. “He won’t be seen anywhere near this town. If so, he has a high price for his head. I’ll give Travis a call later. He should be here, too.”
Jonas simply grunted at him before all went quiet again.
~oOo~
The next time I became aware of my surroundings, it seemed to be darker than the last time. Time held no meaning to me.
There was a hand still holding my own and what felt like someone laying their head on the bed beside me. The beeping was still there, loud and annoying. I didn’t seem to be in as much pain now, thank God.
The thought of where my God could possibly be popped into my head. I was alive, so God was still here with me. But was I really safe?
God, I hope so.
I tried to shift my body, and pain instantly shot out from every nerve ending possible. I grunted out, not able to help myself. The person that was here with me now instantly sat up, saying my name in the process.
“Hurts,” I cried out, clenching my eyes shut tight. My voice was weak. It was a wonder whoever was here heard me.
“I know,” he soothed in a raspy, sleepy voice. “Don’t move too much, Vidie. Not right now.”
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. The pain was too much. Everything was too much.
