Page 55 of Nothing to Lose: Lost Trilogy: Part 1
“No, we’re still here,” Emily is now telling him the same. “Becca is in there, dad,” she stomps her foot in frustration. “I can’t just leave her here.”
They go back and forth like that for a while. Sully kicks at my foot, and when I look at him, he rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
I can’t believe we’ve been sitting here for all these hours, waiting for this police officer to convince Becca that she needs to go the fuck home.
“Dad wants us at the hotel, as soon as possible,” she informs me and Sully. We both nod in agreement. “We need to get Becca,” she adds.
Sully opens his arms wide. “Be our guest, Emily.” He sounds like an asshole, making me want to deck him.
Emily’s sweet face doesn’t look so happy when she walks toward the office where her friend is. After a little bit of back and forth, and also some force from Sully, we are outside. There’s fighting and yelling.
“I told him she was a handful,” Sully points at her at some point while looking at me. “Get in the fuckin’ truck already,” he growls at her.
They go back and forth again. Me and Emily choose to stand to the side and wait them out. I feel sorry for her when she lets out a quiet sigh, so I reach down and grab her hand. She squeezes my hand hard, and when I look at her, she mouths, “Thank you.”
In the end, Devereaux calls Sully’s phone and asks to speak to Becca. Whatever he tells her convinces her to go back to the hotel.
“Thank fuck,” I muter to Emily. Her face is a grimace of discomfort and embarrassment.
We all get in the truck, then wait for Becca to throw her fit.
“Happy now?”
“Becca, you’re tired and stressed,” Emily tries to calm her ass down. “We’ll try again tomorrow. My dad promised to help.”
Becca snaps at her, and that’s how it goes all the way to the hotel. At some point, she puts me in the rotation too when she asks me to give her Wrecker’s attorney’s name.
“No can do, beautiful. The club will take care of it.” I’m talking out of my ass. Bricks has not sent anyone to help.
When we get closer to the hotel, Sully decides to make things more interesting.
“The victim died a few hours ago.”
Both Becca and Emily gasp in shock.
“What does that mean?”
“He’s charged with murder,” Sully informs them both in his calm way.
Nobody says anything more for the rest of the trip. We get out and move as a unit toward the elevators.
“We’ll see you guys later,” I jerk my chin to Sully when the elevator stops at our floor.
With that, I grab Emily’s hand and drag her behind me as she tries to keep up with me.
“Puck,” she attempts to slow me down. “I can’t just leave Becca like this…”
I don’t say anything until we are back in the hotel room. I then force her to walk until we’re next to the bed. She drops on it like a sack of potatoes, and I fall over her, supporting my weight on my elbows on each side of her head.
“You need to understand that what is happening is dangerous as all fuck,” I murmur gently against her lips. She seems worried, downright scared, and I don’t want to make it worse. It’s almost like talking to a small animal, coaxing them out so you can save them.
“I don’t know what to do, Puck,” she whispers back, chocked up and almost in tears.
“You need to listen to your father and go back home, babe.”
I hate the hurt in her eyes when I tell her that.
“She’s my best friend.” I know she’s referring to Becca, so I don’t comment. “My only friend,” she adds after a few moments of silence. “I can’t just not be here for her.”
