“Cole?” I whispered. “Please…”
“Rosebud,” he choked out. “Baby…”
“What’s going on? Tell me what’s happened?”
“We have E. They’re working on him now,” Cole said softly, his voice wavering.
“A-And Fox? Where’s Foxy?” I rasped, my heart pounding harder.
Cole visibly swallowed as Enzo finally stood to face me. I took in the tears on his face and the way his body trembled.
“Foxy?” I whimpered.
“Gone,” Enzo choked out. “He’s gone, sunshine.”
“No. No.” I looked to Cole. It felt like I was in a tunnel and wind was roaring past me.
“Baby… W-We tried. We were too late. We couldn’t save him,” Cole said thickly, tears freely falling.
“No. No. NO!” I wailed. “Foxy! FOX!”
Enzo caught me before I hit the ground and held me tightly. I clung to him, shrieking Fox’s name on repeat.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, sunshine. I’m so fucking sorry,” he wept as he held me.
This wasn’t real. This wasn’t happening. It was a nightmare. It was just one of my awful nightmares.
There was no way.
“H-He promised. HE PROMISED!” I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t fucking breathe.
I continued to scream, Enzo and Cole clinging to me, trying to keep me on my feet.
“Let me,” Anson said.
I hadn’t even heard him arrive.
“Take her. Fucking put her down. Please, fucking put her down for the night. S-She needs to rest,” Enzo said through his tears. “Take her. Fucking please. Make her sleep.”
I didn’t see what he’d shoved into Anson’s hands because I was so distraught, but I felt Enzo’s hands leave me. I reached out desperately to him, shouting Fox’s name, but Enzo just kept putting distance between us as Cole fell back into a chair, his head in his hands as he cried.
“LeeLee, come on,” Anson murmured. “You need to rest.” He tried to pull me away, but I fought against him, desperate to get back to Enzo and Cole.
“Cole. Enzo. Please. PLEASE!” I shrieked. “PLEASE! Don’t. Don’t let him take me. Foxy. I need to see Foxy! He’s here. I know he’s here. Please. Let me see him. I promise… I promise.PLEASE! He said he’d always come back for me! He said it! He promised! PLEASE!”
“Fucking take her!” Enzo shouted. “Please. Anson, let her sleep.Please.”
“I got her,” Ryder said, wrapping his arm around my waist to drag me away.
I continued to scream for Cole and Enzo to let me see Fox. To let me go, but Ryder continued to haul me away. I watched as Enzo just let him do it.
And Anson.
He was speaking to Enzo. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but I prayed it was for him to tell me my Foxy was recovering upstairs and that I could see him.
“Come on, honey,” Ryder said, continuing to pull me, shouting and screaming, from the hospital.
The moment we were out the door, he lifted me into his arms and carried me to Anson’s car.