Page 49 of Riggs
"Pop?" I question as he tends to me.
"He's coming around. Fender is with him. He's going to be okay, brother." Wick hoists my big ass off the couch. "We need to get you to the hospital, but I'll have to get you there myself, brother. Too many bodies out here." He tries to walk me out the front door, but my legs give out, and I'm unable to hold myself up. "Get the truck keys. Now!" Wick orders, the tone in his voice urgent. Cain comes running up the porch steps.
"Shit." He grabs the other side of me, and I feel my body become weightless as they carry me to the back of Pop's truck.
"Piper."
Cain looks down at me as they lay me down on a blanket. "She's with Tequila. I had her take her to Buck's house down the road."
I start to shiver, which means I'm losing a good bit of blood. "Where's my woman?" Just then Luna appears and climbs into the truck. "I love you," I find the energy to sign. Leaning forward, she holds a clean towel to my chest, trying to slow the blood flow. She presses her lips to mine, and her tears drip down her cheeks onto my face.
"I love you," she signs back.
I feel the truck jerk forward as we take off down the driveway, then swerve. Tires squeal as we turn onto the paved road. Luna's hair whips around her face. All I can do is stare at her and think how lucky I was to have had the chance to fall in love with her, and I smile. My eyes begin to feel weighted, so I close them for a moment.
"Wake up, Abel." I'm pulled back from the sleep I find myself chasing and crack my eyes open. "Don't you dare die on me," Cain's voice breaks.
I feel myself slipping, and it's becoming harder to keep my eyes open. Turning my head, I look up at my woman.
Luna signs. "Don't leave me."
As I lay here fighting to breathe, I realize this may be the last time I see her face. Reaching up, I caress her cheek with my knuckles. Tugging on her hair, I bring her face close to mine. If I die, I will die knowing my last breath was not wasted. Taking what feels like my final breath, I kiss the woman I love.
