Binding 13

"Shite," I muttered.

"You have no fucking idea," Joey bit out as he shoved past me and stormed down the hallway.

"Do you want me to bring her straight home?" I asked, having no goddamn clue how to deal with this. I followed after him, feeling at a complete loss. "Or take her to the hospital–"

"I want you to hold fucking onto her," Joey roared. Stopping at the front door, he spun around and glared up at me. "Can you do that, Joh

"Yes," I bit out, not liking his tone but knowing he must be feeling some kind of grief. "I can."

"Good," he snapped. "I'll call when I can to sort out picking her up. Just keep her until I call you, okay?"

Sort out picking her up?

The fuck did he think his sister was?

A bleeding package?

Knowing the guy must be going through hell right now, I simply nodded and tapped my number into the phone he held out for me and handed it back to him.

"Gussie!" Joey barked, sliding his phone back into his pocket. "I'm leaving now if you want a spin into town for your car."

Gibsie popped his head out from the living room door.

"Everything okay?" he asked, looking between us in confusion.

"Go on," I told Gibsie, gesturing for him to follow Joey who was stalking down the driveway to his car.

"You sure?"

I nodded stiffly.

Thankfully, Gibsie had the good sense to not ask questions.

Instead, he gave me a quick salute and hurried after Sha

Exhaling a ragged breath, I walked over to the door and closed it quietly.

What the fuck was I going to do?