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No one knows how it happened, but there’s damage to my throat. If I talk or anything, I start to bleed. It’s not a pretty sight and the only way to make it stop is by not talking until Doc gives me permission to when my throat is healed enough.
Taking the note and reading it, my heart breaks again for him. I never would’ve thought he had damage to his throat and that’s why he wasn’t talking. Don’t ask me why I wasn’t thinking of his throat being hurt, I just wasn’t for some reason. Maybe it’s all the injuries that I can physically see on him that took away from his injury. Now, it all makes sense to me and I feel dumb.
After a few minutes, our family members come back in followed by a nurse. We’re given more medicine so they can stay on top of our pain. After making sure we’re okay, they all take their chairs. The medicine soon kicks in and we both fall asleep once again. That’s the one thing I can say about the medicine is that it makes us fall asleep shortly after it goes in our IV. They want us sleeping so I guess that’s a good thing. At least we’re able to get some rest. For now anyway.
Chapter Eleven
Kevlar
HOLY SHIT! MORE than one baby is in there. At least Doc believes there’s more than one baby. While knowing I’m a triplet, I didn’t believe any of us would have multiples of our own. As far as I knew it skipped a generation or something. That’s what I’ve always heard growing up. I guess not when it comes to Lyric and me though. We must be defying some kind of odds or something. However, it makes me happy as hell to know that my girl is carrying more than one of my babies. She might not like it, but it just means we’ll have a lot of kids with the least number of pregnancies. I guess that works in our favor since we both seem to want a lot of kids. I’m all for it as long as nothing happens to my princess. That’s the most important thing.
When the pain medicine makes me fall asleep again, I dream of little boys that look just like me and girls who take after Lyric. I want all of her children to have her strength and the love she has for everyone around her. She’s so strong and helps out whenever she can. I know she’s felt a little lost since she hasn’t been able to find a job recently. However, she’s been helping out wherever we’ve needed her to step in. At least until this all started happening. Then she’s been pretty much at the clubhouse and nowhere else. I can’t say that’s going to change when we get home either. Not when Lucifer and her mother are still out there.
My dreams turn from the kids we could possibly have to Lyric as a mom. I envision her going to all their various sporting events, being by their side as they get into all kinds of chaos and trouble, and making our house a home for the family we’ll have. She loves to bake and cook so I see her making all sorts of homemade treats for the kids once they start school, helping them with homework and projects they get assigned. I also have no doubt she’ll be there to support and encourage our kids no matter what they want to do with their lives. Lyric will be the best mom and no one needs to tell me that to know it’s true.
I start to slowly wake up. The first thing I notice are my fingers still linked together with Lyric’s. Our hold is strong and not loosened at all in our sleep. Turning my head, I look at her to find her still sleeping. Her hair is a mess behind her head and her blankets have been almost kicked off. I’m not liking that with others in the room with us. One wrong move and she’ll be showing everything to the entire room. No one gets to see what belongs to me. I’m the only one who gets to see her vulnerable and hear how she sounds when I’m making her see stars. I look at my mom after seeing that Paige is sleeping against Ricochet’s side. My mom looks from me to Lyric and instantly knows what I’m thinking.
Getting up, I watch my mom move around to the other side of our combined beds. She carefully pulls the blankets up over Lyric until she’s covered completely. My dad laughs lightly because he knows he’d be worried about the same thing if it were my mom laying where Lyric is right now. Any guy I know would be feeling the same as me. Once my mom has all the blankets how she wants them, she presses a gentle kiss on the top of Lyric’s head before going back over to my dad’s side.
Grabbing the notebook, I write out a note.
Thank you, Mom. I just didn’t want her to accidentally flash anyone while she sleeps. Has she been okay while sleeping? No nightmares or anything like that?
“She’s been fine, son. We’ve been keepin’ an eye on her. Neither one of you moved when you were sleepin’. Your hands stayed linked together as you can see. If anythin’ you tried to move closer to her, but the pain stopped you. I’m pretty sure that’s why you’re awake now and she’s still sleepin’. Do you need anythin’?” my dad answers me, his voice barely above a whisper so he doesn’t wake up Lyric and Paige.
I want her in my arms but I know that’s not possible right now. Doc said everything looked good on the ultrasound. We got to hear the heartbeat of our little one too. Doc said it was steady and strong. That makes me feel a little better about things. I guess I won’t really believe nothing is gonna happen until it’s time for her to deliver them. Doc’s gonna treat this as a high risk pregnancy. I’m not sure what that entails right now, but we’ll find out. All I know is our little one will be taken care of and I trust Doc more than anyone else around here to protect my girl and baby.
The only reason I’m not mentioning that we might be having more than one baby is because Lyric doesn’t want to. She wants to wait until we’re positive that nothing is gonna happen. I can see where she’s coming from and I’m not going to take her decision away from her. So, I don’t have a problem waiting until she’s ready for everyone else to know. Our family members will find out when we’re ready. Hell, we might make them wait until we do some kind of gender reveal. It wouldn’t surprise me if that’s how Lyric wants to do things. And I’d support her completely if that’s the decision she makes.
“That’s really good to hear, son. Doc will explain everythin’ to you both. Mom and I are gonna go get some things to have here with us. The boys and most everyone else will be headin’ out tonight. They’re kickin’ everyone out and stickin’ to visitin’ hours only. Your mom, Paige, and myself will be in here. We’ve got permission to grab Paige clean clothes and things she’ll need here. Skylar is on her way so you know what that means. We’re all gonna be eatin’ good. Well, you two won’t right now, but we’ll figure somethin’ out. Do either one of you need anythin’ before we get back?” my dad asks as I try to think about what Lyric would want here.
There’s a body pillow on my bed. Lyric might want that to help her sleep more comfortably here. I’ll take some sweatpants. I’ve got a few pairs that should fit over her cast. Maybe some shorts for me. Underwear for Lyric. There’s a thicker blanket in the closet of my room. Can you grab that in case she gets cold. If you know where my wallet is, can you pick her up some flowers from me? I want her to see them today or tomorrow. If not, that’s okay. Do you know where my phone is?
“We’ve got your wallet and phone. The only thing that was taken from you is your cut. We didn’t see it when we got the girls back either. I went through every room of that abandoned house in search of it. Venom is figurin’ somethin’ out. They also took Lyric’s rag. I’ve already put in an order for a new one for her. She’s gonna be upset if she realizes it’s gone and those fuckers took it from her,” my dad informs me, his voice slightly louder as he stands by my bed. “Your brothers will be here until we get back. We won’t be gone long.”
My mom and dad leave the room as my eyes start to slide closed once again. I let sleep claim me so I can get back to dreaming of Lyric and our kids. There’s nothing else I’d rather see in my dreams considering what I could be having nightmares of. The few times I would sleep when I knew my girl was being held against her will and not knowing what was done to her, I had nightmares of what those fuckers were doing to Lyric. Thankfully, those have stopped now. My only fear is that she’ll have nightmares of what happened to her. And I didn’t even ask the one question I should have. I don’t know if they sexually assaulted her. I’m guessing they didn’t because she hasn’t said anything, but that’s not something I know for sure. I’ll have to ask Doc so I don’t upset Lyric.
By the time I wake up again, Lyric is sleeping and my parents are back. Paige is still sleeping, but I’m not sure how much sleep she got when they were being held captive. I know she’s hardly slept here because she wants to keep an eye on her sister. Ricochet told me none of them could talk her into sleeping even though she’s in the same room as Lyric. So, I’m glad to see her sleeping now. Paige definitely needs to sleep. And, someone’s covered her with a blanket that isn’t from the hospital. I’m sure Ricochet had them grab it for her.
“I’m leavin’ the room, but I won’t be far. I’ll be just outside the door. Hawkeye left with everyone else. Otter is gonna be outside the room with me. Kountry is here too. He hasn’t left since they got brought in and I know he won’t until they’re discharged. He feels fuckin’ horrible for what happened and is takin’ it hard. He’s just waitin’ for you to fuckin’ gut him and make sure he’s out of the club,” Ricochet tells me, his voice a whisper as Lyric starts to move around.
I’m not gonna do anything to Kountry. He did his job. I’m not happy that he took his attention off the girls and they got kidnapped. However, I’m sure the commotion that led to them being kidnapped was planned and executed by one of the smarter members of the Stone Devils MC. It was a perfect plan if I’m being honest. However, Lucifer will end up paying for it because he either touched my girl or gave the orders for someone else to fucking hurt her.
Has she woken up again?
I hand the note over to my mom as my dad walks out with Ricochet. They talk in the hall while my dad keeps looking in the room at us. He’s always been the silent observer. He sits back and pays attention to everything around him. Us being in the hospital is no different. My dad will make sure someone who doesn’t belong can’t get in our room. If a nurse goes to give us any kind of medicine, he’ll want to know exactly what it is before it’s given. And, when he’s not in the room, he’ll still be keeping an eye on things going on in here. Out of my brothers and me, Hawkeye tends to do the same thing. We all do it, but Hawkeye is constantly looking around for any possible dangers or threats coming at him or those around him.
“No. She’s been asleep since the last time the nurse gave her medicine. We were informed on our way back inside that you're going to get a tray with nothing but soft foods and they’re going to see if she can drink a milkshake or something they can get her that’s liquid. She can move her lips, but the jaw is wired shut. It has to be whatever can fit through the small gaps of her teeth,” my mom informs me as the door opens once again.
Instead of someone else bringing our food in, my dad has it in his hand. He sets the tray on my table while setting down juice, a milkshake, and some kind of smoothie on the other table for Lyric. My mom helps me move the tray closer so I can reach it easier and lifts the lid off the plate of food. I don’t even know what the hell I’m looking at. It looks like a few separate blobs of mush. She picks up the menu thing they send up with the tray and reads off what they’ve brought me.
“You’ve got mashed potatoes, rice, pudding, your drinks, some ice cream, and tea,” she tells me, her voice a whisper as Lyric stirs even more. “She’s waking up. I’m gonna help her, son. You have what you need to eat. Your dad can salt and butter the potatoes and rice for you.”
My mom goes over to Lyric’s side and picks up one of the straws my dad laid down by the drinks. She looks at the drinks before choosing the smoothie first. I think she’s making the right decision. The milkshake would more than likely be too thick for her to even attempt right now. The smoothie is thin and can easily slip through the gaps in her teeth.
When my dad gets my food taken care of, I pick up the spoon and begin to eat. The food isn’t as horrible as I thought it’d be, but I want a proper meal. I guess that can’t happen until my throat heals and I can eat more than soft, mushy bullshit. Releasing a deep sigh, I try to eat as much of the food on my plate as I possibly can. It’s not a lot compared to what I typically eat. I’m guessing it’s due to a combination of the medicines they have me on and everything my body has been through. Eventually I’ll start eating like I used to.
Lyric finally wakes up and I hear her whimper in pain. My heart breaks because there’s nothing I can do to help her. I’m in pain myself and want nothing more than to sink back into the oblivion where I feel nothing. However, I need to eat and so does my princess. She can’t eat regular food right now, but I’m sure the smoothie has some vitamins and other shit she needs in it. At least I hope it does. This is literally the only way other than one of those feeding tubes that she can consume anything.
