Reaper's War (Creed MC Book 1)

Ch 17: Comatose

3rd Person POV:

It's been seveteen days since Mac went into a coma. It's been seventeen days since the guys have tortured every Viper they caught that night. All were dead except for two. That is, if the Viper's got to them in time. If not, then all of them were dead. Nine Viper's along with Tank were brought at the towns' line. Draven has been sitting beside Mac's bed every single day waiting, hoping, and praying she'd wake up. Even though she was safe, he felt the need to still be in her room to protect her. She's always been the rare gem you find in a lifetime. She's been his soulmate that he tried to deny. He would kill to protect her or he would die trying. Both sets of grandparents, Draven, her three brothers, and her best friends have been taking care of Everleigh and Blade. Even Gunner, Gears, and Axel have been watching them when everyone's busy. Draven felt Mac's hand twitch, when he looked over at her; her eyes were still closed. However, her hand twitched again. Before he could speak Eve and Blade came bursting into the room with Dawson and Dylan. They both started to tell their sleeping mother about their day.

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Mac's POV:

I can hear the sound of my children talking and each time they spoke; I wanted to open my eyes so badly. After a few moment both of them start to talking at the same time like they always have done. Especially when they're excited. If it would have been anyone else, it would be hard for them to understand those two. Since I birth these two, I can understand them clearly. My eyes snap open when I hear Blade's words.

The fuck did my son just say?

"Hey Mummy, Auntie Rylee let me paint. Blade put paint in my hair though." Eve says.

"Unc Kai let me on his fast sport bike. He did a wheelie mum!" Blade says excitedly.

I open my mouth and begin scream except I sound like Kermit the frog and his croaking instead of my normal sweet mellow voice.

"Kaiser Lee Archer!"

All heads turn to me with golf ball sized eyes. Kaiser isn't in the room but Dylan has decided to be an amazing younger brother to go fetch him. Probably so he could feel the wrath of his now awake and very pissed off sister.

"Honeys I'm hom........ Holy shit you're awake." Kaiser squeals.

"And you're so fucking dead!" My voice is so raspy. Draven hands me water and I chug it. The water has soothes my irritated throat.

"What did I do?" Kaiser whines with his hands up in surrender waving his imaginary white flag.

"You put my son on your fastest fucking bike! You did a fucking wheelie with my child on your bike!" I yell. This has everyone in fits of laughter except Kaiser. I  turn my head towards Draven and gives him the most evil glare I could muster.

"You're not off the hook either! You let him do that with our son on that damn thing!" I growl out.

"Glad you see you're awake babe." Draven answers me with a smile, avoiding my glare. This causes the Dawson to crack up, so I pick up what I'm assuming is Draven's water bottle and hurl it at Dawson. All you can hear in the room is the bottle hitting Dawson upside his big head.

"Ouch!!! What the hell Mac?" Dawson whines.

"How long has I've been asleep?" I ask.

"That's all you have to say after you hit me with a flucking water bottle!" Dawson yells.

"Asleep?" Dylan asks.

"Bitch, you been in a damn coma!" Kaiser screeches.

"What?" I sound so confused.