Pieces of Summer (A stand-alone novel)(66)

“You said you’d see her after work. Then told her you’d see her after drinks instead?”

I nod, and Hunter curses as the both of them take off running, racing away like something is seriously wrong.

“The f*ck is going on?” I roar.

“I’ll get her!” Hunter yells to Aidan.

“She’s probably breaking shit. Watch your head,” Aidan yells back.

“Don’t worry about me,” Hunter calls back without even turning around.

“What the hell is wrong?” I snap.

Aidan points at me right as I reach his car, and he growls his next words. “You’re what’s f*cking wrong. You gave her conflicting times, and you have no f*cking clue how bad that is. Especially because it’s you. She’s too invested, which makes her unnaturally irrational even for a normal person. It’s dangerous for her now.”

This sounds so f*cking crazy, but he ducks into his car as Hunter speeds out of the parking lot in his.

Blake stands beside me as Aidan squeals out, driving like a madman.

“What in the crazy hell just happened?” he asks.

“I have no clue,” I say in complete shock.

Turning around, I stalk to my truck and sling open the door. Blake climbs in on the passenger side, and I drive faster than necessary to Mika’s house. As soon as we pull up, my heart slaps my stomach.

Hunter is running out, but what has me failing to move is the fact Mika is a bloody mess in his arms. Aidan is rushing out to open the back door of Hunter’s car, and I watch like I’ve been taken out of my body and forced to see her through a screen.

“Fucking hell,” Blake gasps, leaping out of the truck.

I can’t move. Nothing is working.

I watch helplessly as Hunter slides into the backseat, clutching Mika to him as her eyes stay shut. Her entire body is limp, and her mouth is hanging open. All of her color is gone, except for the color of blood staining her all over.

Blake is yelling something, and they’re yelling back, but it all sounds like distant echoes. Then suddenly Blake is in front of me, shoving me over in the truck as he takes the wheel. I shift into the passenger seat as my heart thuds against my throat.

“What happened?” I ask hoarsely.

He doesn’t answer at first as he wheels out in reverse and slings us around, driving behind the fast car with flashers on in front of us.

“I don’t know,” he finally says.





Chapter 39


CHASE



By the time we reach the hospital, we’ve long lost sight of the speedster car Aidan drove. My shock has faded, and a full-blown panic has me bursting out of the passenger door and rushing into the ER before Blake even gets the truck fully stopped.

I stagger to a halt, searching over the heads, seeking a familiar face, and finally spot Hunter. Blood is staining the white shirt he has on, and his knee is bouncing up and down as he stares vacantly at the floor.

When I reach him, he looks up, then he cuts his eyes away. My heart sinks to my stomach, and I try to go through the doors, only to realize they’re locked.

“Sir, you can’t go back there,” a woman says calmly from behind a glass window. “Not unless you’re family. Who are you here to see?”

“I’m her boyfriend. Mikayla Dalton. She just went back,” I say through strain, feeling my hands shaking.

The woman frowns, but she walks away. When she comes back, she shakes her head.

“Sorry, her brother is back with her right now. Only one person is allowed back there at a time. Have a seat out here, and I’ll let him know you want to be kept updated.”

My legs collapse, and I slide down the wall behind me until I’m sitting in the floor. There was so much blood, and I can’t even get back there to her when she needs me.





Chapter 40


CHASE



After what feels like forever, I go to lower myself by Hunter. Blake is sitting on the other side of him, but Hunter hasn’t spoken since we got here.

“What happened?” I finally manage to ask.

Hunter looks up with wet eyes, and he curses before wiping away a tear and clearing his throat.

“She cut herself up,” he says quietly. “Again.”

My breath gets trapped in my throat, as Blake lets out a strangled sound. All those scars on her stomach…

“She did that to herself?” Blake asks quietly.

Hunter just nods, staring at nothing in particular.

“Why the hell would you leave her alone if she does that sort of thing?” Blake asks while I work to wrap my head around everything, trying and failing to make it all make sense.

“She hasn’t done anything like this in seven years. Aidan is hating himself enough right now as it is. We knew she’d be agitated and possibly break some shit after we found out about what happened, but never expected her to do that. I’m guessing she’s been breaking too many rules lately, and this was just something that got out of control.”

“The f*ck kind of rules are you talking about?” I ask, still so damn lost. “She cut herself up because I changed what time I was coming over there?”

He nods absently, still seeming a thousand miles away. Blowing out a long breath, he leans back and scrubs his face with his hands.