Page 42 of Havoc
I hear an engine and look up to see Whip driving my truck. “Everything good?” he says as he climbs out.
“Not even close. Crazy asshole shot his two kids. I’m pretty sure I killed the fucker when I found him pointing a gun at Chris. There’s something going on though. She won’t say anything, she won’t move.” I look up at him hoping he can help me out here because I’m at a loss.
He couches down taking a look at her. “Chris, you okay?”
Nothing.
“I’m thinking she’s going through some kind of shock. Lucy might know more about it than me. She went through some similar shit. Let me drive you guys back. Brick is in the truck and he can take your bike back. Pres is sending the cleaning crew over.” He stands up. “You need any help?” He nods at Chrissy.
“No, I’m good. Thanks, man.” I stand up carrying her to the car and Brick opens the door for me.
Holding her in my arms, she’s like deadweight. If she wasn’t breathing, a part of me would be wondering if she was even still with me.
Whip climbs in and starts back down the road. “Doc will be there to check her out when we get back.”
“Good. Maybe he’ll know what we can do.”
“Lucy went through a period where she didn’t talk to anyone for months. One of the hardest times of my life. I couldn’t help her, I didn’t know what was wrong. I felt completely helpless. Only thing you can do is stay positive and don’t put this shit on your shoulders. You did everything you could.” His words help but I do blame myself.
She’s my girl. I’m supposed to keep her safe. When I look at her right now I don’t even see that girl.
I hope she isn’t gone for good.
***
We get back to the clubhouse pretty quickly and I carry Chrissy inside. As promised, Doc is waiting for her in my room. He kicks me out while he examines her and just being this far from her right now is killing me. After thinking I might lose her today, I don’t want to be away from her at all.
The door opens and Doc steps into the hallway. “Whatever happened to her has put her into serious shock, or a mental breakdown. Right now there isn’t much you or I can do. She’s kind of blocking out the world to keep from dealing with whatever happened. Until she decides to lift that wall she’ll be shut down. I wish I had better or more concrete news for you but I don’t. I will tell you that you can’t push her. You need to let her come out of this on her own.”
“I um…thanks.” I walk into the room and she’s curled up into a ball under my covers. I slide in beside her pulling her against her but she doesn’t move or react. “Come back to me, baby. Please,” I whisper in her ear but that, like everything else, goes unanswered.
How can I lose her after I worked so hard to get her back?
