“Since Purge’s father is no longer an obstacle, it should be easier. However, there are still the masks to consider, plus other staff. We need to meticulously plan every step.” Jax tells us, tapping his foot—a sign he’s flustered.
“What about The Camp?” I inquire.
“We will discuss that after we take care of The Retreat. Those trapped students take the priority.”
“Sounds good.”
We all turn to go.
The next step will be to talk to the guys.
Phoenyxx
I stretch and yawn, waking at the same time Trikk does. The sun is up, so we slept through the night.
Before I’m even fully awake, I remember my two injured guys. “Fuck!”
Trikk climbs out of bed, offering me his hand. “Let’s get you fed and caffeinated, then go see the guys Bambi,” he says as he smiles.
I'm glad he’s acknowledging it now.
We both get dressed, and head out to the kitchen. We eat fast, then hightail it over to the room the Doctor had seen me in before.
Synn is lying in a bed, head propped on a hand, talking to Purge, who is sitting on the edge of his own bed.
“Oh, my God,” I push out, rushing to Purge first. I throw my arms around him gently, and he pulls me closer. “I’m fine, Iskra.”
I look at Synn, who grins lazily. I hop onto his bed, cradling his face in my hands and kiss him, all my love pouring into it. “I love you, Synn.”
“And I Iove you, Pazessca.”
The Doctor comes in, and I jump to a stand. “Are they...?”
“They will be fine, young lady. He motions to Purge, “He’s just heavily bruised, but otherwise fine. No concussion. Addressing Synn, he says, “The bullet entered and exited neatly. I just needed to stitch him up. He did not need any blood. He will have to be careful until the stitches come out.”
I exhale loudly. “Thank God! Thank you, Doctor.”
The Doctor smiles and leaves us alone. I climb in Synn’s bed to cuddle him.
The others come and go for the next few days, until Synn gets his stitches checked. Finally, he's given the all-clear to rest in his own room.
I take that as a cue to get more rest, as well. I have a feeling I’m going to need it.
I bolt up out of sleep. I had a clarifying thought in a dream. I believe I’m ready to make an important decision.
I get myself dressed and fed. I need to tell everyone, and luckily, they’re all in here, too.
“I have a request. I want to go see my parents, and I want Synn to come with me,” I say. “If you’re up to it.”
Synn grins like a lovesick fool. “Just me, Pazessca?”
“Yes, just you.” Turning to my other guys, I smile in apology. “It’s important to me, so please don’t argue. When we get back, you can all spend time with me.”
My voice of reason, Frost, speaks up. “I understand, Killer. Ghost and I need to tend to our mothers, anyway.”
I step away, getting my phone out.
I see the others surrounding Trikk, hugging him. Good, I’m glad they’re focusing on him right now.
