Chapter 30

Razz

Silence is something I can normally tolerate, but not on this four hour trip to Erwin into the unexpected. I’ve sent up endless prayers that the baby will survive, as well as Sadie since the baby’s not due for months. As much as I’ve wanted her end, I didn’t want it like this. I wanted her to get help. I wanted her to get better and take care of her children.

I called Dani and let her know where we were headed, so that they could bring Albin to the hospital. He is Sadie’s next of kin besides Lyla and she’s too little to have to handle this situation.

Jenna is beside herself thinking if she’d have knocked on Mrs. Johnson’s door she could have helped. It took a good twenty minutes to get her to understand that if she’d have interrupted them she could have been laying right beside Mrs. Johnson with matching wounds. It’s still up in the air if she’s going to come back to Cumming or stay in Erwin, but I let her know that whatever she decides I’d support her. This is the first time in years that she’s been completely independent and not relying on someone else.

Trigger and Banshee have been lost in thought since they watched Sadie be carted off in the ambulance, as was mostly everyone in the room. I have no idea what’s going through their heads, but I can only imagine and in my imagination, it’s full of dread and despair. We’ve discussed the baby in a clinical sense, but not in the sense of it physically being here and I regret that. I tried to make it priority number one, but with a mother like Sadie, it was hard. She came at us full force at every turn, which left us only thinking about how to control her in the situation.

Pulling into the parking lot of Unicoi County Memorial Hospital and parking, the men don’t budge. I shut off the truck and exit. I round the front and open first Trigger’s door and then Banshee’s. They still don’t move.

“Boys!” I yell. Their heads swivel to mine. “Let’s go.”

They slowly peel themselves off the seats and we walk to the doors with me in the middle of the two leather-clad bikers. Before we enter, the sound of pipes rumbling has me looking over my shoulder to see Beanie, Buzzard, Rudy, Marc, Brute, Red, Taz and a dark SUV roll through the parking lot.

We don’t even wait for them. We enter the waiting room and I place the men in chairs along the wall. I walk to the reception desk and a petite blonde in pink scrubs greets me with a warm smile.

“How can I help you, ma’am?” She says sweetly.

“Hi,” I motion to the men seated behind me, “we’re looking for information on Serafina Breaux. She was brought in after an incident in a high-speed chase. She’s pregnant and one of them is the father. We’d really like to know how the baby is doing.” A squeeze to my right shoulder has me glancing back to see Beanie with a sad smile.

“Are y’all family?” I shake my head. “I’m sorry ma’am, but I can’t give you any information.”

“What about the baby?”

“Again, I can’t give you any information pertaining to the patient unless you are a blood relative or married to her.”

“Okay. Thank you.” I turn to go take a seat and Beanie stops me.

“Albin will be here soon. They left as soon as Dani got off the phone with you.” I nod. “Come on, Razz. You’ve been strong for those two for the entire trip. Let their brothers take over for now.”

“Sure.” I whisper.

Taking a seat next to Trigger, I relay that I wasn’t able to get any information on either Sadie or the baby. He doesn’t look at me. He doesn’t move from his slouched position. Fuck, a grunt is better than nothing and I can’t even get that. I take in the room and my eyes lock with Rudy. He motions with a tilt of his head for me. I squeeze Trigger’s thigh and excuse myself.

As I approach Rudy, his eyes never leave his son. “He’ll be alright, Razz.”

“I hope so. I can handle silence, but I can’t handle the zombie-like state he’s in. He hasn’t spoken since before we left the Clubhouse and any movement he’s made has been prompted by me.”

Rudy pulls me into a tight hug and whispers into my hair. “Everything will work out the way it was meant to. You just have to have faith. When he’s ready to let you dissect his thoughts, you won’t be able to shut him up.” I nod. “Then, you’re going to want to go back to the moment where he was silent.”

Leaning back, I look him in his eyes and smirk. “Quiet isn’t our way. We both enjoy the gift of gab, so silence is like a death sentence for us.”

Rudy chuckles. “Even when you two were kids, we couldn’t shut y’all up and after trying for years, I gave up. He’ll be fine, Rocky. He’s stronger with you and just needs the time to process.” He bear hugs me and shoves me in Trigger’s direction.

My ass is barely in the chair when Albin runs through the sliding glass doors and rushes the receptionist with Dani following closely. He talks to the receptionist for a few minutes gripping the counter tightly. The receptionist picks up her phone and within a matter of moments, an older man in a white coat steps out of the double doors. Albin faces him and the doctor conveys the situation. I watch in slow motion as Albin falls to his knees and sobs.

The loud wailing of a devastated father echoes through the waiting room followed by the ‘no, no, Serafina, no, no.’ Dani kneels beside him encasing him in a firm hug as tears stream down her cheeks. Trigger finally snaps up and I trail him as he approaches Albin and Dani.

Dani and Albin stand shakily. “She’s gone.” Albin croaks. “She died before they could get her here. My baby’s gone.” He covers his face with his hands as his body is racked with sobs.

“What about the baby?” Trigger questions. I look to him and notice he’s fighting back his own tears by quickly blinking and biting his bottom lip.

The doctor clears his throat. “Sir,” he says calmly to Trigger, “I’m sorry to inform you, but there was no baby.”

“No baby.” Trigger reaffirms and the doctor nods.