“Fuck my life,” Venom complained.
“Yeah, you’re so hard done by. Go fetch Amy. Vortex and the Unwanted Bastards are heading this way,” I stated.
“Why not wait for them?” Viking snapped.
“Wanna tell Venom why his old lady is down there and we’re up here?”
Viking shrugged. “Bro, I can handle Vortex.”
“Let’s just get Amy up,” I replied, tired of the arguing.
Viking growled, but Venom put the hose around his waist.
“Lower me down,” he said with a sigh.
Ignoring the hot pain shrieking through my shoulder, Viking and I lowered Venom until he reached where Amy was huddled up. If anything, Amy curled into a smaller ball. It was rather pitiful.
Amy
“Amy, look at me, honey. I’m Venom. Don’t give in now, you’ve been a fuckin’ fighter this whole time,” Venom said as he crouched below me.
“Go away,” I muttered.
“Only if you let me bring you up. Vortex is coming, and if he sees you down here, injured, he’ll freak the fuck out,” Venom replied.
“Do you really know him?”
“My MC is the Riders of Vengeance. Has Vortex mentioned us?”
Slowly, I racked my brains. Actually, I think Vortex had. “Silver City?”
“Yeah, that’s our base.”
“Okay.” I let Venom put the hose around me, but I couldn’t stand. The pain was too great. Finally, he figured out what was wrong and shouted up.
“Onyx, you’re going to have to pull us both up together. Amy can’t make it. Her feet are badly injured.”
There were clear complaints from above, especially about hauling Venom’s heavy ass, but slowly we inched upwards. As my head cleared the sinkhole, I screamed as I looked into the black barrel of a gun.
Chapter Twenty.
Amy
The gun spat, and I screamed and waited for the pain.
Instead, I kept staring at Viking, who still held it pointed at me. Instantly, the sound deadened around me. My ears rang, and although I could hear, it was like I was underwater.
“Motherfucker!” Venom roared. He had one hand grabbing something sticking out of the ground while Onyx dripped sweat, holding us in place. Viking grabbed the hose again and hauled us over.
Desperately, I scrambled away, still shrieking, and curled into a ball.
“That asshole had woken up. Fucker had a gun on her!” Viking yelled at Venom, who looked murderous. “He’s now dead, thank you very much!”
Onyx collapsed on the ground, breathing hard. Overwhelmed, I covered my eyes and refused to watch as Venom and Viking shouted at each other.
“Amy!” the shout echoed, and I tried to glance up but couldn’t. Slowly, I was shutting down. Enough was enough.
Strong arms wrapped around me, and I breathed in a scent I knew too well. Vortex. He was here. I didn’t even open my eyes, but climbed into his lap and clung to him.
