Wayward Trouble (Wayward Saints MC Book 5) (21 page)

“What can I do to help?” Coley asks from behind us.
 

“Can you just stay with her until the doc gets here? Wyn you need to put a towel against your arm too,” I grab one and hold it against her skin.
 

“I love you. I’ll be right back,” I whisper in Wynter’s ear.
 

She nods her head, but doesn’t say a word. I think she’s in shock, and I wish I could do something more for her but I need to make sure Carsyn lives through this. Wyn will be devastated if she loses Carsyn too.

I look over at Coley, and she’s holding the towel against Carsyn’s bullet wound.
 

I run back outside, and Prez stops me. “What happened in there?”
 

“Carsyn and Wyn were hit. I just called the doc and he’s on his way. Wynn has a bullet wound, and Carsyn is unconscious. She’s still breathing though.”
 

Prez walks over to the guy on the ground, and puts a bullet in his other shoulder. He starts to scream, and looks like he’s about to pass out from the pain.
 

“You and your fucking men put a bullet through one of my member’s ole’ ladies and a fucking child. Tell me what their fucking plan is or I’ll let my boys torture you like they do to child killers. We don’t take to well to them, and you’re no exception,” he grounds out, putting the gun to his forehead.

“I’ll never fucking talk to you motherfucker,” he yells. Dom kicks him in the face once, and he starts to cough up blood.
 

“Give me the fucking information we want,” Prez growls. Dom starts to direct the guys in what needs to be cleaned up, and where to take the bodies after they search everything.
 

We have no information, but at least one of them has an id on them. I see the doc pull up and I run towards his car. Waiting for him to open the door, I scan the trees once more to make sure no one else is out there.
 

“What do we got Jase?” he asks when he grabs his kit.
 

“Wynter, my ole’ lady took a bullet to her shoulder, and Carsyn has a bullet in her stomach. Carsyn is three.”
 

“Where are they?” he asks, looking around at all the bodies on the ground.
 

“In the kitchen,” I say surveying the aftermath. Walking back over to Prez, he tells me that they have something.
 

“He said that they are going keep sending people until they get her. Saxton doesn’t care who has to die in order to get Wynter.”
 

“We need to fucking take him down and we need to do it now. These fuckers shot my ole’ lady and Saxton’s little girl. They don’t give a fuck who they hurt, and I won’t let them hurt anyone else in my fucking family. I will put a fucking bullet in all their heads if I have to,” I growl.

Prez puts his hand on my shoulder. “We have your back no matter what kid. We will take care of our own and this shooting won’t go unanswered. We will get the plan rolling in a few days, and wait for him to come out of hiding and face us like fucking men.”
 

“We have a house a few miles from the club house. We can set it up to where we will always have eyes on you both and if they show up, you have back up to take those fuckers down,” Dom says from besides me.
 

“Okay, lets fucking do it. I want to get this fucking prick out of her life now. She doesn’t deserve to be fucking scared anymore. I will give my life for her and just knowing she’s safe is all I need,” I state with determination.
 

I need to make sure she’s protected and will never have to deal with someone like him again. Men like Saxton need to fucking rot in hell, and I can’t wait to be the person to make sure he gets there.

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I hear someone walk inside, and see a man walking towards us. “Who are you?” I ask. He sticks his hands up, and I see the bag he’s holding.
 

“Jase told me I could find you in here. I’m the doc for the club, and I’m here to check you out and make sure that little girl lives.” He moves closer to us, and I let him go to work on Carsyn.
 

The only think I can think about is her dying. She can’t die. She deserves a better life than the one she’s had. Jase and I can provide her a better life. I watch her small body, with tears pouring down my face as the doc starts working on her.
 

He barks out some orders, and I can’t get my feet to move. Coley looks up at me and I can see the sad expression on her face. She doesn’t say anything or ask me to help, she just does as he says, and I stand frozen in place.
 

Arms wrap around me and my legs give out. “I can’t lose her Jase,” I whisper brokenly.
 

He buries his face into my neck and whispers, “I can’t lose you either Sugar.”
 

His hand covers the wound I have on my arm, and he applies the pressure I should be. I’m too worried about Carsyn to even think about myself. I hear the ting of metal hitting the glass and I feel my stomach twist. I get up and rush to the bathroom.
 

His fingers pull my hair back just in time for me to throw up. Closing my eyes, I lean my forehead against the toilet seat, and just cry. How could a father not care enough about his daughter to have his men shoot at the house she is in? He has no heart, and I can’t wait for the day Jase takes him down.
 

Jase goes to grab a towel when he knows I’m not going to puke again. “Sugar,” he murmurs into the quiet bathroom.
 

I turn and look at him, and I can see the pain it’s causing him. He hurts when I hurt. “Carsyn is gonna be fine, and I will do everything in my power to make sure both of you are always protected,” he sighs and rubs a hand down his face.
 

“But we are gonna need to start working on this plan of getting him to come out of hiding and face us. He’s sending in soldiers to fight this fight, and I think that when he thinks he can get us alone, he will come for you.”
 

My head is mulling over all the information he’s just given me, and I already know what my decision is going to be. I want him to die a painful death. “I’ll do whatever you want me to. Just please make sure nothing happens to Carsyn.”
 

“Brant will make sure she’s protected,” he says, moving the hair off my face.

“What’s the plan?” I ask. My body is humming with fear, but I try to block it out, and focus on what needs to be done first.
 

“We have a house owned by the club that can be accessed easily if something goes wrong. You and I will stay there until we can get word out that that’s where we are hiding, until shit dies down. We are hoping that when they think it’s clear, Saxton will come out of hiding and try to take me out and kidnap you.” My whole body goes still at his words.
 

My mind flashes back to when I walked in on their conversation that they were having about what Saxton wants to do to us. He can’t take me. I won’t survive that. He knows I won’t survive that, that’s why he wants to keep me alive. He wants to break me.
 

Closing my eyes, I suck in a breath, and try to focus on what Jase is saying.
 

“Sugar, I will do everything I can to make sure that he never touches you.” His words warm my heart, and I know he means that.

“I know. I love you Jase,” I whisper. He pulls me into his arms, and I bury my face into his neck. Even sitting on the bathroom floor in his brother’s house, I can’t imagine being anywhere other than his arms.
 

A knock at the door causes me to jump, and he tells whoever it is to come in. “Hey Jase, Doc needs to talk to you both,” the biker I don’t recognize says, as he peeks his head in the door.

“We’ll be right there,” he replies. He stands up, and pulls me up with him. “Everything will be okay Sugar,” he reassures me. I can feel my panic starting to set in again, and I’m afraid to hear whatever the doctor is about to say.

Walking out into the hallway, I see a few of the men standing in the living room talking quietly. When they see Jase, they nod their heads, and go back to talking. We make our way to the doctor, and I see Carsyn looking up at us.
 

I go to her and touch her little cheek. “Anie Win,” she whimpers quietly. I wipe the tears off her cheek.
 

“Hi baby. Are you okay?” I ask checking her over. She nods her head a little, and looks over my shoulder at Jase. Her lip trembles, and she reaches her hand out to him. He walks over to us and stands behind me and grabs her hand. When she has both of our hands in hers, she closes her eyes.
 

“She’s going to be fine. I got the bullet out and we were lucky she didn’t lose more blood. She will be weak for a while, and the stiches need to be kept clean. Jase you know the drill,” he says looking at him.
 

“I would like to check you out now,” he says looking over at me. I nod my head, and gently pull my hand out of Carsyn’s. Jase kisses my forehead before I walk over to where the doc is standing.
 

“Take a seat. I will try to make this as painless as I can. Maybe we can get the other thing done while I’m here.” My eyes snap to his, and I nod my head embarrassed. I had forgotten all about it, but if Jase and I are going to be locked in a house alone for who knows how long, I need to make sure I get on the pill.
 

Halfway through him cleaning the wound on my arm, I look over at Jase, and he has Carsyn curled up in his lap. Her little hands are gripping Jase as hard as she can, almost like she’s afraid he will leave her too. When he notices me staring at him, he winks.
 

“Let’s go into the other room to finish the rest of the exam. Your arm will be fine. It just grazed you. You are very lucky.” I get up and follow him into the laundry room. He grabs a chair and tells me to take a seat, and then starts to pull a few things out of his bag.
 

After a few dozen questions and some poking and prodding, he gives me a prescription, and tells me what to do before he sends me back into the kitchen.
 

I walk over to Jase, and run my hand over Carsyn’s hair.
 

She stirs a bit, but doesn’t wake up. Seeing Jase with her makes my heart skip a beat, and I fall even more for him. He’s taken her in like his own child and promised to protect her, even though she isn’t ours.
 

I press a kiss to his cheek, and he just smiles up at me.
 

Now that the glass and broken pieces of wood are cleaned up Anslie, Henley and the rest of the kids are all sitting in the living room quietly playing.
 

When Anslie and I look at each other, she gets up and makes her way to me. She grabs my hand and leans in to whisper, “I won’t let anything happen to her while she’s with us. I hope like hell that bitch gets what she deserves for putting that little girl through this shit.”
 

Squeezing her hand, I reply, “Thank you.” She gives me a small smile, and then kisses Jase on the cheek. “Good luck and be safe please.”
 

He looks up at her and smiles. “You know I will sis.” He doesn’t move Carsyn, but he motions for me to come and sit with him on the couch.
 

Sitting next to him I lay my head on his shoulder, and prepare myself for what’s about to happen next.

Chapter Twenty-Seven