Sorry my loves. I went over chapter 12 and saw all my Grammar mistakes. Shame on me. I should've read it more thoroughly. I'll do better this time. Here's the next chapter. Enjoy!!
Chapter 13: Aiden Say What!!
Excruciating pain has invaded my body. It's so hard for me to breathe. I look at Kyla and she's smirking. That bitch. Someone calls my name but it sounds so far away. I turn my body toward the voice. That was a wrong move. Blood starts to dampen my shirt. I see Spencer struggling to get to me, tears streaming down her beautiful face. The pain is too much. My knees buckle and I fall to the ground knocking the breath out of me even more. Kyla looks at me. I'm about to succumb to darkness so in the coldest voice I could muster I whisper "you better hope I die." Right before I close my eyes I see her being pushed away by Chelsea.
Beep. Beep. Beep. What is that noise? It's so annoying and why can't I open my eyes? I desperately try to open my eyes and when I do I'm blinded by bright lights. What is this place?
"She's awake" I hear. I try to sit up but is put back down by a blinding pain. It all comes rushing back to me. Spence. Kyla. Kyla stabbing me. Oh shit.
"Ashley. Ashley can you hear me? Ashley." I turn toward the voice.
"Aiden" I whisper. I scrunch my eyebrows together confused.
"Why?" I try talking but only air comes out. Aiden grabs the glass of water next to my bed and puts the straw into my mouth. I drink quickly loving the cool feeling rushing down my throat.
"Don't try to talk Davies. You've been asleep for three days.
"What?" I speak again, my voice regaining some strength.
"Yea, whoever stabbed you got you real good."
"It was……." I start but I realize I would feel much better if I got a chance to punish her myself so I kept my mouth shut.
"Who was it Davies?"
"I don't remember." I whisper not meeting his eyes.
"Look Davies it's my sworn duty to protect you and you're not letting me do it."
"What? Why would you need to protect me? He gives me some more water.
"I was sent here by your father." I choke on the water. I try to sit up but is met by another sharp pain. Aiden helps me sit up and I cough violently trying to regain my breath.
"What?"
"I've been working for your father for five years now." He says.
"No you haven't. I would have seen you." Disbelief shining in my eyes.
"I do inside jobs. Each year I get transferred to different jails to watch out for any of his men who get taken in until Raife is ready for them to come back out and work for him. It's also a type of punishment his men who didn't listen,"
"So why didn't my dad get me out the moment I got in jail? This is my second year being here." I ask starting to get angry.
"He was dealing with some rough shit. It was so bad Ashley and he didn't want you anywhere near it. This way they couldn't take you and use it against him or worse kill you while you're working for him. He had your best interest at heart."
"My best interest at heart? I could hear my voice starting to shrill. "Where was he when he let me be put in one of the worst jails in the country for a year?"
"Think back Ashley. Did anything really bad happen to you? When you would act out what was the brunt of your punishment? An hour in the hotbox? For the shit you did it could've been a lot worse."
"Wait, were you there?"
"No but your father has us everywhere Ashley. When one of his people are sent to our jail he contacts us and we watch out for anyone that's in there." I look down shocked. I knew he had connections but I wouldn't of guessed anything like this. "Your father helped me out when I had nothing. He gave me a job working for him when I was nothing. You have no idea how screwed up I was. I had lost my scholarship, was kicked out of my house, and was on drugs but I guess he saw some potential in me. Aiden paused for minute to really look at me. "I thank him for that. He saved my life. He is a great man." Ashley wipes away a stray tear. "Ask anyone who works for him Ashley. They'll tell you the same thing. He may not be doing things that you are proud of but we would all die for that man."
I sigh. "So is there anymore information you need to tell me?"
"Yea." Aiden smiled. "It's time for you to go."
"What do you mean go?"
"You no longer need to be here. Your dad has finished his business so you're safe now."
" Yay!! What was the business?"
"Nothing you need to worry about. Just be thankful it's over."
"So how do you plan on getting me out of here?"
"Mail will be sent to you every two weeks telling you what you need to do. Because you're his daughter they're gonna want to check or keep your mail. I won't let that happen. In five months everything should be sent and you can leave."
"That's great!" I looked at Aiden and he had a gloomy look on his face.
"There is a catch." Aiden scoots closer to the bed. "You have to escape."
"You're kidding."
"Unfortunately you are Raife Davies' daughter so anyone, which is everyone, who wants Raife isn't gonna let you out until you give up any info or he comes clean."
"Great. Good job dad" I mumble.
"Don't worry about it your dad is a smart man. He will get you out.
"Yea right." I scoffed.
"I haven't heard much but if you follow the plan to a tee I will do my part and get you out."
"What about Spencer?"
"I don't know Ashley." Aiden says looking away.
"I can't leave her Aiden I just got her. How is she? She's probably so worried."
"Ashley calm down she's fine. Normally you would get your own cell because you're injured but I got them to let you stay with Spencer. I told them it would help the healing process." He says wiggling is eyebrows.
What he said was so "male" but I smiled like there was no tomorrow anyway. "How long till I can see her?"
"A week."
"A week!!"
"Ashley you were stabbed. By a pretty big knife I might add. You are in no condition to leave. You need to heal. A week is least amount of time I could get. You're lucky none of your major organs were destroyed."
"Yea I guess." I slide down the bad my breath hitching.
"Get some rest now Davies, you'll need all the strength you can get." Aiden waved and walked out the door. I try to get myself settled without causing too much pain. As I drifted off to sleep I only had one girl on her mind.
Spencer.
