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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run

Chapter 286 Breaking Point

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Scarlett sat in the chair and listened to Jax's muffled groans as Chibs relentlessly tortured him. She couldn't stand to see Jax in so much pain. She was terrified that Chibs didn't know what he was doing and he would either kill Jax by causing him to bleed to death or not take the proper precautions and give him a fatal infection. Even in hospitals people got fatal infections.

"You can come here and sit with us," Gemma called to Scarlett without any real invitation in her voice.

"Thanks, but Jax wants me to sit here so he can see me."

Gemma rolled her eyes and poured herself a drink.

Each time Jax groaned, Scarlett flinched and her eyes filled with tears. This was insane; they were going to kill him.

Chibs took another break. Scarlett moved her chair back into the room so she could sit with Jax.

"How much longer is he going to torture you?" Scarlett asked. Her fingers automatically moved to Jax's face and she stroked it trying to provide some kind of comfort to him.

"Until he gets all the bullets out," Jax said.

The sheet was bloodier and Jax's voice was weaker.

"Do you think he has the skills for this?"

"Sure," he said and tried to smile. "He was a medic in the military."

"For how long?"

"About six months until got court-martialed."

Scarlett hid her horror. A medic of six months wasn't going to be able to handle a lot especially since she had no idea how much training he got and what kind of actual experience he had treating injuries. And then he got court martialed. Was that because he botched taking care of someone or was there another cause? The answer to that question scared her so much, she couldn't ask it.

This time when Chibs walked into the room, he was less steady on his feet. He poured more alcohol in Jax's mouth.

"We'll get those bullets this time, Jackie boy. Juice is going to help," Chibs said, his voice slurred.

Scarlett looked at Juice and was skeptical of his abilities. He was average height with a wiry frame. His head was shaved on either side with some tribal looking tattoos replacing his hair. There was strip of hair down the middle of his head that looked more like a textured craft paint than real hair. It took Scarlett a moment to realize he didn't have facial hair. That might be a first. She couldn't remember if he were the only one without facial hair.

"Go on Juice," Chibs said. "Move her chair for her."

Juice took her chair and returned it to its previous place outside the door.

"Does he know what he's doing?" Scarlett whispered to Juice.

"Mostly," Juice whispered back.

Scarlett added a new worry to her list Chibs appeared drunk. How could he dig and cut around on Jax when he was drunk? What the hell was wrong with these people? Gemma was Jax's mother. What wasn't she doing something for Jax?

It wasn't long before the torture began. Scarlett couldn't bear for Jax to be in so much pain. The idea of digging bullets out of someone made her sick. There were tears in her eyes. She couldn't stand much more of this.

Something happened. There was a loud shout of pain from Jax. Chibs removed a bullet before grabbing Juice's hand and stuffed it in what looked like Jax's bullet holes. She couldn't see much from the chair and she was grateful for that.

Chibs covered Jax with the sheet again. Juice stayed, his hand under the sheet somewhere plugging the holes in Jax.

When Chibs left the room this time, he was noticeably shakier. He went to the bar. Scarlett couldn't hear all of the conversation from where she sat, but the words she could make out filled her with terror. Chibs kept repeating this was way outside his wheelhouse. He needed surgical tools and he was in way over his head.

They talked about who they could get for help. The guy with curly hair said he knew a girl who was two weeks into medical assistant school. There was another bald man with a tattooed head who knew someone who worked in a vet's office.

Scarlett couldn't help but think that these people were idiots. A medical assistant two weeks into medical assistant school? Really not that same as having medical training.

She'd given them plenty of time to solve this problem. She'd had enough. They had practically killed Jax. It was time for her to step in, get things done and save Jax.

She stood up and scooted her chair back into Jax's room. She could smell that hot metallic smell that blood has and noticed there was more blood on the sheet. In some areas, it was completely saturated.

"Could I talk to Jax for a minute alone?"

"Sorry, I'm plugging up some bullet holes."

"OK," she said. She sat down and gently stroked Jax's face.

"I need to leave for about fifteen to twenty minutes, but I'll be back."

Jax nodded. He appeared barely conscious. She didn't know if that was due to the blood loss or all the alcohol Chibs poured down his throat.

"Jax," Scarlett spoke more loudly.

Jax's eyes fluttered opened.

She leaned close, cupping her hand around his ear.

"I love you. Don't die."

Despite all the pain and alcohol, he knew what she'd said. He smiled at her. This was his first happy smile since he'd gotten shot.

"Tell you. Lean down."

Scarlett leaned down so Jax could whisper in her ear.

"I love you too and I won't," he said softly in her ear.

Scarlett smiled at him before kissing him lightly on the lips and standing up.

"I won't be gone long," she promised.

By the time she had walked to the bar, Scarlett was a different version of herself. Her father nicknamed this side of Scarlett's personality Scary Scarlett. It was time for her to take charge and get things done.