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He looks at his machine, and I see eighty-seven pop up on the screen under what I am guessing is the oxygen reading. Guess I know where I’m going.
“You need to go to the hospital to get checked out,” Ricky informs me.
Well, so much for going home and getting rest.
Chapter Three
KAYCE
“What the actual fuck, man?”I come bursting through the curtains separating his room from the rest of the place.
“Dude, this is a hospital, not a bar. Keep it down,” Drew scolds me.
“Yeah, a hospital, not a library. So, I ask again, what the actual fuck?” I fold my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes at him as monitors throughout the floor beep and buzz with life, the smell of antiseptic strong.
“How did you even know I was here?” Drew scoots back against the hospital bed a bit more. Before I can answer, Cameron and Tristan come waltzing in.
“What the fuck, dude?” Cameron chastises.
I swing my arms out. “That’s what I said!”
Tristan grumbles something that sounds like, “This fucking is bullshit,” and then goes to sit down in the seat along the wall.
“Is the whole team showing up to this party?” Drew runs a hand through his hair.
“You’re just lucky coach isn’t here,” Tristan grunts.
Drew rolls his eyes. “Well, then I’ll ask again. How did you know I was here?”
“Social media, Pitch.” Cameron takes out his phone and shows him the Instagram and Facebook stories of him running out of a burning house carrying a girl.
He curses. “Shit. Fucking hell. If Phoenix gets wind of this?—”
“If Phoenix gets wind of what? That her pitcher is in the ER after stupidly running into a fire?” Her voice causes me to look over to see Phoenix standing at the curtain with it partially open. “It’s a little too late for that.”
She steps into the room. “What the fuck, Drew?” She narrows her eyes at him, and he winces.
“That seems to be the question of the hour.” I smile as I turn back toward Drew. “Mommy is mad.” A small hand slaps the back of my head.
“Watch it, Anderson,” Phoenix scolds as she walks past me and looks straight at Drew. “This isnotgoing home to rest. What happened?” Her voice turns to one of concern.
I know her and Drew have a past, nothing sexual, but one like brother and sister. Or at least, that’s how he passes it off. I personally think he has always had a crush on her, but she friend-zoned him.
Also, her husbands are scary as fuck. Nice guys, but they will kill to protect her. And I don’t think Drew wants to be on the end of that.
Drew and Phoenix went through some shit back in the day. Drew has told me bits and pieces of it, but he keeps most of it close to the chest. They have a bond that no one can break, so I can understand her worry right now about his stupid run-into-a-burning-building move.
“I was driving home, and I saw this thick black smoke. I don’t know, something told me to go investigate it. And I did. When I got there, everyone was just standing outside recording.It took me a minute to get someone to tell me they called 9-1-1. But no one was sure if anyone was inside. That’s when I went in to investigate.” His eyes widen. “Oh my God, is she okay? The woman I found?”
Phoenix shakes her head. “I have no idea. I came to find out how you were doing. Give me a few and let me go ask.” With that, she turns and walks out of the room.
“So, you found a woman in there?” I frown, recalling the videos.
He nods. “Yeah, and the fucking condition of the room she was in… it was bad. Like, I wanted to vomit bad. And I need to be careful with what I say around Phoenix because of the time she was kidnapped, but I think this woman was taken and being held against her will.” Drew runs a hand down his face and blows out a breath.
“Are you serious?” Cameron creeps closer to the bed.
“Wow, that’s… fucked.” I lean against the wall, waiting for more of the story from him.