I sprinted back to where Mindi laid; blood was collecting on the planks where her body rested.
"We gotta get her to a hospital, I can't do anything here." My dad said. "find a car." He said. I looked behind me, spying a D'Amico Buick Lacrosse. I smiled and picked Mindi up,
"What, where are we going?" she asked.
"We're gonna steal a car." I muttered back, still grinning.
"Kyle, you have to get her there, I can't-." he began.
"Okay dad, just stay here and I'll come back." I said.
"You don't have the time; just send the cops to get me." He replied. I paused, but nodded. I hurried to the car, setting Mindi down on the hood while I shattered the window using the butt of the Glock. I grabbed her off the car and slid her in. i told Mason to grab my father before jumping in myself.
"Kyle, you have to bring me to the warehouse." She said.
"I can't, I have to get you to the hospital."
"I can't go in my costume!" she said. I stopped, she was right, I couldn't either. I slammed the door shut behind me, reaching into the cup holder and grabbing the keys. I slid them into ignition and flipped the car into reverse. I floored it, flipping it into drive and jerking the wheel, causing me to spin the car in a one-eighty. I put the pedal to the floor, speeding through red lights and dodging cars like bullets. As soon as I saw the garage of the warehouse I jammed on the brakes, screeching to a halt just before I would have driven through the door. I threw the door open, grabbing Mindi and kicking the door open. I walked into the central room, laying her down on the table. I sprinted into the bedroom and grabbed her white tank top, cutting two 50 cal (estimated) holes in it to make it convincing. I ran in and handed it to her.
"You have to do it, I'm too weak." She said, blood was still slowly leaking from her stomach. I walked over to her, uneasily unbuckling her top. I slid the article of clothing off her and removed her t shirt; she slid her arms over her head weakly, I slid her tank top over her head, and down to her waistline. i removed my hood and tossed it on the table beside her and removed my underarmor shirt, replacing it with a pink v neck. I picked her up off the table and ran her out back to the car. I slid her in and shut the door, running around to the driver's side, sliding in and backing out of the driveway. I sped off down the street towards 1st avenue, where Bellevue Hospital awaited.
Mindi was fading in and out of consciousness; Kyle was distraught, tears flying out of his eyes as he sped around the corners, hurdling for the hospital. If she could hold her consciousness for long enough she might have cried, seeing Kyle like that, she'd never seen this side of him. He just kept repeating himself,
"Hold on baby, we're almost there." Or "come on Mindi don't do this." Yeah, she would have definitely cried.
I pulled into the hospital, screeching to a halt in the center of the parking lot. Mindi was unconscious now, I sprinted to the other side of the car, pulling her out of the passenger seat and carrying her to the automatic doors. Mason and Marcus stood there, pointing the nurse in my direction. The nurse rushed over to me, taking Mindi from my arms, I tried to follow, but both Marcus and Mason couldn't bear to see me follow if the worst should happen. They sat me down and watched me, making sure I wouldn't sneak through the doors while they weren't looking. I couldn't deal with sitting there, I had to get up and leave the building. I sat in the car, and refused to leave until I found out about Mindi. My dad came out to the car after he was tended to,
"they say she lost a lot of blood and she's receiving a transfusion, and that she's lucky you got her here when you did, another half hour and she would have been dead for sure." He said to me. I nodded, spacing out; I had been sitting in that car for four and a half hours waiting for word. Marcus came out to the car, sat inside with me and talked to me.
"You know, the mayor is considering giving Bloody Hood a medal." He said.
"He can keep it." I mumbled back.
"She's gonna be fine, if there's anything Mindi can do, it's survive." He replied, patting me on the shoulder, I thought he was a little unsure of his words. After another hour, my dad came out and said,
"She's awake." I jumped out of that car faster than the last word came out of his mouth.
"Hey." Mindi said, fatigue clear in her voice.
"Good morning sleeping beauty." I said, hugging her tightly.
"Thank you." She whispered.
"I love you." I said. She kissed me, I had been longing for that for five and a half hours. Passion had over taken me.
"Okay Romeo, let her rest." Marcus said, tapping on my shoulders.
"Can he stay?" she asked him.
"It's up to his dad." Marcus replied. We all looked at my dad, who was sitting quietly in the corner.
"Fine with me." He said, putting his hands up. I smiled, looking at Mindi, who was smiling too.