Athena P.O.V.
I waited one hour and fifteen minutes for him, when he was ready to go, we walked to the car.
"Where are we going?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said. He was taking deep breaths and hugging his ribs.
"Are you okay?" He looked to be in a lot of pain.
"Yeah." Next thing I know he's coughing blood and passing out on the side of my car.
"Fuck." I went to his side, took my phone out, and called Fred.
"What's up boss?"
"I need the doctor ready for when I come."
"What happened are you alright?"
"It's not me do what I told you, I'll be there in ten." I said and hung up.
With a lot of effort, I put him in the back seat, I'm afraid that I injured him more, but I was alone and there was no one around. I got in the driver's seat and drove to the compound. The ten minutes turned to 7, I parked the car and got out.
"Fred get help here, we need to take him inside NOW." I shouted.
He came running with two other guards and they took him to the doctor, who was already waiting for us, they put him down on the stretcher and the doc started examining him.
"What happened?" He asked.
"I don't know, we were getting out of the diner, he started coughing blood and then passed out."
He checked his pupils, when he used the stethoscope he made a strange face, he cut his shirt in half when I saw his ribs I had to leave the room. His body was black, blue, green, and yellow from bruises, I just want to find the fucker who did that to him and beat the shit out of him.
I went to my office, took two shots of tequila, and just stayed there for half an hour trying to control my anger, I may or may not have broken a few things. After I was under control I went down again. There was an IV attached to his arm, wires everywhere, and an oxygen mask.
"How is he?"
"He had a pulmonary embolism because of the broken ribs, but he's good for now, he will have to be on bed rest for a while, I'll keep a close eye on him tonight, but you got him here in the right time." Doc said.
"When's he going to wake up?"
"Probably tomorrow because of the heavy medication."
"Alright, I'll be here early, but if he wakes up before you all me "
"Yes boss, hmm do you know what happened to him? His body is full of scares and some of them are deep. Some broken bones that were healed without medical care."
"I don't know what happened but I will find out. " I said and got out, I went once again to my office.
Broken bones.
Bruises.
Scars.
He's been all alone through that, in these last two months I should've talked to him sooner, I should've helped him sooner if I had he wouldn't be there in that hospital bed. I never saw him with others, he always kept to himself and was always alone. Is it his father? It's the only one that makes sense, I can tell he never fights back whoever it is, if he did I could've seen it in his knuckles. When he wakes up he is going to tell me everything, he has to.
It took me months to open up to Alistair, I was ashamed of what they had done to me. Ashamed of what I let them do.
"He's coming back." I took my gun out and pointed at the person who barged through my office.
"Fuck Fred, can you NOT do that shit. I swear next time I'll fucking shoot you. Who's coming back?"
"Blaise." Just hearing his name makes my blood boil.
"Tell me what you know."
"Well, he's coming and it seems it's with one Mexican cartel, but we don't know more."
"Alright I want everyone with ears and eyes open, and I want people watching the airports and borders. I want to know how many they are, where they are, what they have with them. I even want to know when they go take a piss, understood?"
"Yes, boss." He said, sending warnings to everyone on his phone.
"I want a shipment with guns and explosives until the end of the week here I don't care how much it costs. Anything else?"
"No, I'll send everything to you."
"Then I'm going to bed."
"Wait Athena, who is that boy with doc?" He asked and I sighed.
"Oh come on you know you want to tell me, I'm your best friend." He whined.
"You're my only friend, that doesn't make you the best."
"Ouch! But tell me."
"I don't know what to tell you. His name is Dean and he's twenty."
"Do you like him?"
"I don't really know him but I guess, I don't know I feel some attraction for him."
"Well you better get him, or else I'm going for it, he's hot as hell."
"Don't you fucking dare, he's mine."
"Jeez, woman I was kidding. I have my toys to keep me occupied."
"Good, good night." I said and went to my room. I can't help but smile at Fred's conversation that boy is so horny. He makes all my guards fall for him. But he better keep his hands off Dean.
Dean is mine, he might not know it yet, but he is.
But how is he going to react when he finds out what I do? That I sell drugs and guns, or that I kill and deal with prostitution? Don't be judgemental I take care of my girls, I pay them good and they only stay if they want and do what they want. We don't force anyone and they are healthy and happy. And older than twenty-four.
Fuck!
What does this boy have that makes me doubt all my life decisions.
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