Devils Rebels (MC)

15 - To Die Alone?

I spent the rest of the time in the hospital making calls to Erica and Jessica and giving as much information to the other detective. Thoroughly drained of all energy that was left of me I stood looking back out the window. The sun was just setting, casting a warm glow across the city as the people on the streets hurried home while the cars sped away to their destinations.

I kept my arms crossed on my chest as I watched everyone below go about their lives unaware that so many within these walls would never see the things that they take for granted every single minute of every single day.

Rip had stepped out into the hallway to make a few calls, leaving me to my thoughts. I could hear his hushed voice and the urgency in it as he demanded things to be done right away to whomever he was talking to. I stopped listening to his actual words after the first call. We weren't on that level where I was privileged to know what he was talking about and I didn't care if I ever was. He had already agreed to help me, all I needed to do was make sure the debt would be paid in full to him and his members.

I laughed softly to myself thinking about his concern of unknown risk to myself - what about the unknown risks to himself and his members?

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, bringing me back to my center. I needed to get home to shower and get some sleep but I couldn't bring myself to say it, ask it, or even let my mind think too much about it.

I went back to pacing, keeping my eyes focused on my feet and my thoughts on Keith and what had happened to him. Was this a warning to me? Was it a warning to him? Was this just a freak accident? Was it a typical 'wrong place wrong time' moment?

Lost in thought I barrelled into Rips chest, almost knocking me on my ass. Rips arms wrapped around me, holding me against him.

"I think it's time for us to get you home Nyx. You're no use to anyone tired and anxious."

I looked up at him and nodded sighing softly, "I... I know, I just... I'm scared that if I leave he's going to pass away and be alone just like... just like... my brother..." my voice was just barely a whisper as I looked away and started to blink back the tears.

Come to think of it, not only did my brother die alone, so did my mother and father too. I forced those thoughts out of my mind and concentrated on my breathing.

One of Rips' arms snaked around my waist while the other gently grabbed my chin and made me look up at him. He leaned in, brushing his lips against mine softly before resting his forehead against mine.

"It's going to be okay Nyx. He won't be alone. He's surrounded by the nurses who check in on him periodically and they even have their own security for this floor that monitors each patient with cameras. If anything were to happen he most definitely won't be alone."

I nodded leaning forwards and resting my head against his chest, "Okay. Let's head out then." My voice was weak and feeble and I frowned. I hated feeling weak... hated sounding weak.

Rip kissed the top of my head and we made our way down to the parking structure.