Page 10 of Anarchy

“You will give her fucking time. You know as well as I do that she will tell us, now chill the fuck out!” Spade demands.

“Don’t think because Dario is no longer with us that you’re going to call the fucking shots. Not. Going. To. Happen.” Jamie growls. I clear my throat without opening my eyes.

“The both of you shut the fuck up and stop arguing,” I rasp, my throat on literal fire. Immediately, I feel hands on my face. “Turn the fucking light off. It hurts too much,” I order as the room goes black with just enough light illuminating from who knows where. I peel my eyes open slowly, letting them adjust to the darkness.

“I’m in the hospital?” I ask as Jamie grabs my hands and Spade cups my face. My heart feels so fucking empty without Dario, and after having such a vivid dream, it hurts so much more that he’s not here.

“Yes, Princess. Can you tell us what happened? Do you remember what happened?” he asks and I nod.

“I do. Your fucking dad is what the fuck happened,” I spit as both of their eyes widen. “Wait.” I stop for a second and feel my stomach.No bump.“Where the fuck are my babies?” I shout, ready to climb out of this bed, but Jamie grabs my shoulders, pushing me down.

“Calm down, Jade. Or you're going to open your stitches,” he orders, and I take a deep breath.

“Someone better start talking before I lose my fucking shit,” I demand, but the looks on their faces paint me a picture of sadness and disbelief, and I want to think that those looks are all in my head because I don’t know how much more bullshit I can handle.

“Jade, baby. Walk me through what happened,” Spade says, and I shake my head.

“Where are my babies, Spade. Tell me now or I swear to god,” I spit as Jamie turns my face to look at him.

“My father is the one who is responsible for this?” he asks, and I nod as he lets go of my face and sends the rolling table flying across the room causing me to jump.

“Jade, focus on me,” Spade says, taking my hands into his and bringing them to his lips. “The ambulance brought you here. You lost so much fucking blood. You were hemorrhaging,” He stammers as tears form in his eyes. I swallow thickly as the tears drop down his face. I shake my head as my heart beats erratically in my chest. “You flatlined, baby. I thought I lost you forever,” he whispers, kissing my hands as the tears continue to fall. “The doctors did all they could and–” he says, and I interrupt.

“No, don’t you say it, Spade. Please. Where are my babies?” I rasp, as my eyes fill with tears.

“I’m sorry, baby. Haven didn’t make it. I’m so fucking sorry,” he confesses, and my heart drops.My baby didn’t make it? Haven is gone? I didn’t even get to hold her.I drop my head in defeat. The door suddenly swings open and a nurse comes in with a rolling cart, stopping midway, taking in the scene of destruction from Jameson’s meltdown.

“Should I come back at another time?” she asks, eyeing Jamie a little too closely.

“No, it’s fine,” I reply, and she nods, rolling the cart next to my bed. She lifts the baby, wrapped in a purple blanket, and places her in my arms.

Tears pour from my eyes as I stare at my beautiful little girl. “Hi, Hazel. I’ve been waiting for such a long time to meet you. God, you have your daddy’s eyes.” I sob, kissing her soft cheek. “I love you so much, Hazel,” I whisper, running my fingers through her dark hair. No wonder I had so much heartburn. This kid has a full head of hair, and she’s so fucking pretty. I see so much of myself, but yet, Dario’s features are so prominent. The bed dips beside me as Jameson leans his head against mine.

“I’m sorry for my outburst, but I’m right here, Princess. Isn’t she perfect, baby? She’s got your smile,” he says as I hiccup.

“She is. And I’m so in love,” I say as Spade comes to my other side, kissing my forehead.

“You did so good, Babygirl. I love you and our baby,” he says and I look up at him.

“I love you too, Reid. Always.” Then I nudge Jamie. “I love you too, Caveman. Forever and always. When do we get to go home?” I ask. I’d much rather be in my house than here, where it’s not safe for any of us.

“When do you want to leave?” Jamie asks, and I raise a brow.

“Today!” I say, and he nods.

“Well, I’m going to need you to get out of this bed and walk around some, then I'll pay our way out of here. Deal?” he says with a smirk, and I nod.

“Deal,” I say as the door swings open again, and two men in suits walk through the threshold. Spade and Jamie are up and standing in front of the bed, blocking my view, before they could make it another two feet.

“Can we help you?” Jameson asks.

“Yes, this is Detective Sinclair and I’m Detective Waterberg. We have some questions for Mrs. Rivers,” the detective states.

“Let ‘em through, it’s fine,” I say as my guys take a step to the side, never taking their eyes off of them.

“Mrs. Rivers, I’m glad to see you’re awake. Do you remember the events that took place forty-eight hours ago?” he asks, and I roll my eyes.

“Of course I do. Ask the damn question. I don’t have all day,” I spit, raising the bed up some more so I can swing my legs out.

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