One week later
"Alright Miss Baker, this is all looking really good, I think you can go home today" the doctor says checking my shoulder out
"Fantastic, thanks Doc" I reply smiling
"I will start getting your discharge papers ready, you should call someone to come pick you up" he says leaving the room
Picking my phone up I dial Em
"Hey" she says answering
"Hey" I reply "So the doctor just checked me out and it doesn't look like I'm going home today after all, they just want to run some more tests"
"Oh no, that sucks, do you want me to come sit with you for a little bit?" she asks sounding disappointed
"No it's okay, I will call you tomorrow, I love you"
"Love you too" she says as we hang up
Getting up off the bed I grab my overnight bag packing my room up, a nurse enters my room giving me my medications and care instructions
"Okay, do you have someone to pick you up?" she asks
"Yeah, my friend is on her way" I say nodding
"Okay, well if you have any issues please come back in" she says leaving
Grabbing my bag I leave the room, ordering an uber on my way to the lifts, twenty minutes later I'm standing outside my apartment door, taking a deep breath bracing myself for the disaster that is on the other side I unlock the door pushing it open
"What...the....fuck" I say surprised dropping my bag on the floor, looking around my apartment, its clean.
Closing and locking the door behind me I walk into my lounge room, my couch has been replaced, all my books have been put back on my shelves, my photo frames replaced and hanging back up on the wall.
Walking down to my bedroom everything is where it should be pulling out my phone I text Em 'thanks for everything, you are the most amazing person and I don't deserve you' my phone buzzes a few seconds later with a response;
'Did they up your painkillers again?'
'Something like that' I quickly type walking back to the lounge room grabbing my bag and dumping everything in the laundry.
Collapsing onto my couch I'm so grateful to be home and alone, I can't remember the last time I was alone, closing my eyes I feel myself drifting off to sleep, then the familiar images of the warehouse start to play like a movie in my head, my stomach feels like a pit of dread
"Cami you aren't there, you are safe, you are home" I think to myself forcing my eyes open unable to shake the image of dead bodies from my mind.
Sitting up I realise I need a distraction, I head into my kitchen deciding I should probably go grocery shopping, opening my fridge I see its fully stocked "what the?" I mutter
Opening my cupboards I see that they are fully stocked as well "The devil works hard but Emily works harder" I say laughing, spotting some chocolate chips I grab them out deciding to make a batch of chocolate chip cookies to calm me.
An hour later my whole apartment smells like fresh baked cookies, pulling the last tray out of the oven I turn it off and rest the cookies. Looking around I think "what am I going to do with 80 chocolate chip cookies?" then an idea pops into my head. Grabbing a tupperware container I transfer most of the cookies and grab my bag, locking up I head out to my car.
Twenty minutes later I'm pulling into a lot, grabbing the cookies I jump out of my car walking towards what I assume is an office, knocking on the door I enter "Hello?" I call out
"How can I help you?" a middle aged man with salt and pepper stubble asks standing up from the desk
"Oh hi, I'm looking for Angel? Or Coco? Even Gilly" I say nervously
"They are out back, can I help you with something?" he asks
"Ahhh my name is Cami, I'm just a friend" I stutter out, suddenly feeling really stupid
"Well any friend of Angel's is a friend of mine" he says warmly a smile spreading across his face "Come on I will take you to them"
"Oh by the way, I am Chucky" he says waving at me
"Hey Chucky, it's nice to meet you" I say looking at his gloved hand, realising he is missing most of his fingers
Following Chucky through the scrapyard we walk through a big metal gate and I see a house at the back "They are in there" he says pointing towards the door
"Uhhh thanks Chucky" I say he turns to leave "oh Chucky do you want a cookie?" opening the tupperware container offering him one
"Oh, yes please, I love cookies" he says taking one
Heading up the front steps, I open the door heading inside, I see Angel and Gilly sitting at the bar, turning as I walk in
"Cami?" Angel says surprised to see me
"Uhhh Hi, sorry to just drop by like this, I uhhh, I made you guys cookies" I sutter realising that I'm standing in a motorcycle club with chocolate chip cookies I just start laughing hysterically, Gilly and Angel looking at me like I've gone mad
Gasping for breath I manage to get out "I was kidnapped, you were shot by my psycho ex, I was shot, and I bake you cookies, this is ridiculous" I say wiping the tears from my eyes
Gilly stands up coming over to me embracing me in a tight hug "We love cookies around here" he says taking the container out of my hand and leading me to the bar
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One Kiss - Mayans MC
FanfictionA OC fic set in the world of Mayans MC and Galindo Cartel Camilla 'Cami' Baker is Emily Thomas's best friend, they met their first year of college and have been close ever since. Cami gets mixed up in the Lobos cartel and asks Emily for help. Miguel...
