Page 18 of Bedlam
“Keep moving, Reid. We are almost out of here. Just breathe.” He reassures me as we round the corner to the side of the house. Taking a deep breath, I take out a joint from my pocket and throw Ri the keys.
“You drive. I need to calm the fuck down,” I growl, lighting the joint and taking a deep pull as I swing the passenger door open and get in. I blow the smoke out only to take another pull and hold it for a second as Ri starts the car, backing out and getting on the road to Whitestone General.
“What are you thinking, Spade?” He asks, and I shake my head, taking another pull.
“That shit is about to get crazy, and I’m not sure I can do it alone anymore.” I admit. And he grabs my hand, giving it a squeeze.
“I’m here, brother, and I won’t let you go through this alone. I promise.” He says and I nod.
“Then we need to kill your soon to be wife.” I say, and he nods again.
“Agreed. Now, let's go see our brother,” he says and I sit back in the seat, watching the trees go by as I smoke my joint, wishing Jade was here.
fourteen
Twilight Zone
Dario
Driving to the hospital is yet again quiet. I’ve got so many things flooding my mind and they just keep fucking coming. When do we get a fucking break? It’s been non fucking stop for months. Spade really believes Jade is gone, but I don’t. Until I see her dead body, I won’t believe anything anyone says.
While we were at the meeting with Caspian, the devil kept sending me nudes of herself. When will she get the clue that I do not want her? That she legit has to drug me in order to get my dick in her. I can’t believe she did that shit, and I’m fucking livid about it. I keep saying I need time to figure this shit out, but there is no more time. No matter what plan I come up with, I’m dead either way.
Looking over at my brother, I can’t help but be mad at myself for missing everything he’s been going through. Spade’s never been alone. He’s always had us, even Amelia when she was alive,and when she died, Jade flew in and helped him in ways I don’t think he even knows.
We’ve all fucked up in so many ways, but I’m seeing now for the first time that she truly is the glue; our heart that keeps us beating, and without her, he’s dying slowly and that breaks my heart for him. Jameson’s in a coma having no notion of what’s going on, and then there’s Jade.Fuck. This is a mess.We all need our heart back, or one by one, we will all wither away into nothing and everything we’ve been working so hard for, will be for nothing.
I need to call Gio and have him put someone on Slim. My gut is telling me something isn’t adding up and I need proof that my gut is right. We’re going to need to have a meeting with him anyway about the gun deal. We all know Flynn doesn’t deal with anyone but Jade, and now that she is MIA, we need to see if he will deal with one of us.
“You think Slim will have a meeting with us about Flynn?” I ask as we enter the hospital parking lot.
“Fuck Slim, I’ll be calling Flynn directly.” He responds as I park.
“Clearly I missed something if you have a direct line to Flynn.” I say, shocked because the last time I spoke with Flynn was when I was having Jade followed and he ripped me a new one, ordering me to stay the fuck away from her. So this is news to me.
“Doesn’t matter at this point how I got the connect. What matters is that I have it, and will be placing the call tonight,” he chides, getting out of the car and slamming the door.Great, it’s like dealing with a child when he has a stick up his ass.
Getting out, I round the car, getting annoyed with his behavior, “Can you lose the fucking attitude for like two seconds? All I’m trying to do is help and get this shit figured out so we don’t have to deal with our fathers, but you and yourbullshit make it fucking impossible.” I point out as we walk, but he ignores me as he steps through the front doors, bypassing security and going right for the bank of elevators.
“So you’re just going to act like I’m not here, but yet bitch at me that I missed so much. Make up your fucking mind. Either you need me or you don’t.” I say, but he still says nothing as we step into the elevator, hitting the button for the twelfth floor.Fine, he wants to act like a toddler, that's his problem.
Taking out my phone, I send a text to Gio to have someone watch Slim and report back to me with his whereabouts, asap. We wait as the elevator stops to let people on and off.
Finally getting to the floor we need, we step out and pass the nurses' station to Jameson’s room. I take a deep breath because I know this is going to be a fucking shit show.
Spade enters the room first and sits down near the window, grabbing Jameson’s hand. I quietly shut the door behind me and sit to Jameson’s right. He has regained color in his face, but his eyes seem sunken in. There’s no medical equipment coming from his body other than an IV.Which is odd to me if he was in a coma. Interesting.His chest is all bandaged up and his vitals are all steady. I really hope we are out of the woods. I need the dickhead to wake up sooner rather than later.
“Hey, Jay. We’re here. It's me and Ri. We came to see how you’re doing. I uh, need you to wake up soon, okay? I’m not okay with you being in here alone.” Spade says, squeezing his hand. He looks up at me and I smile.
“Do you think he can hear us?” he asks, and I nod.
“I’d like to think so. I truly believe us arguing when he was in the ICU is what brought him back, and I can probably bet my life on it that when he wakes up, we’re going to hear all about it.” I say and he smiles.
“I hope he wakes up soon. I-we need him.” He says, looking down at a sleeping Jameson. He cups his face and I almost feel like I’m intruding on a moment I’m not supposed to see.
“Please Jay, open your eyes. We’ve got mother fuckers to kill and I don’t want to do it without your psycho ass. Please, I need you, bro.” He pleads, the monitor spikes a bit and his eyes widen at the sound.
“See, he hears you. We just need to figure out what we can do to get him to wake up.” I say, and Spade smirks. Oh god, I don’t think I’m going to like whatever it is that’s cooking in his head.