Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 21

Kylian/Karma’s P.O.V.

“What happened?” Doc asked as I lay Blythe down on the gurney he had set up in here. The place is like a patient’s room in a hospital. Not huge, but big enough for him to stitch brothers up when they need it. Or in this case, help with an overdose.

“I don’t know,” I said, trying to remain calm. “I think she might be having an overdose.”

“An overdose?” Doc asked, confused as he started checking Blythe’s body. He checked her fingers, lips, mouth, pulled her eyelids back, and pulled out his stethoscope.

“I’m not sure,” I told him. “I came into the kitchen and she… passed out. She was arguing with a few of the

girls, but just… passed out. Nikki said that she saw her poppin’ pills and that was what started their fight. It’s gotta be an overdose. Right before she passed out, she looked insane, cracked out.”

Doc listened to me while he continued to check Blythe. He listened to her heartbeat and her breathing. He checked her pulse. Then he checked her feet, ankles, legs, and her stomach. He was quiet, until he suddenly turned to face me. His expression was calm, but his eyes were hard, and his jaw was set.

“Aren’t you goin’ to fuckin’ do something!” I shouted at him.

“I’m going to start her on an IV,” he replied calmly. “That’s all I really can do until she wakes up.”

“W-what?” I asked, confused as all hell. “She’s having an-”

“She’s not,” Doc cut me off.

“What?” I asked again.

“She’s not having an overdose,” he repeated. “She’s malnourished. Severly.”

The way that Doc’s eyes narrowed with that last word had my anger rising.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I spat. “Nikki said she-”

“Listen, boy,” he cut me off again, stepping closer to me. “I respect you as my prez, but I’ll be damned if I continue to stand by and let this go on. I thought talkin’ to your dad would put some sense into ya, but guess not.” Then he took another step closer. I didn’t back down. I wasn’t intimidated. “I don’t give a flying fuck what Nikki said. Blythe ain’t OD’ing. I’m the doctor here, not you or that girl. Now, I won’t know until I can do some blood-work if she has any kind of drugs in her system, but if she was takin’ shit, it wasn’t anything that did this.”

“How would you know it’s malnutrition?” I asked, a bit angrier than I intended.

Doc’s jaw tensed as he stared at me. Then he stepped back over to Blythe and began his process of checking her over again, this time, explaining as he went.

“Nails and lips are paler than normal, but not blue, gray, or purple. Not clammy or sweaty. Pale, but not sickly pale. No gurgling sounds. She’s not vomiting. Her heartbeat is slower than it should be, but it’s still strong,” he said. “However, her feet and legs are swollen from holding too much water, which, by the way, her stomach is swollen tells me that water is most likely the only thing she’s ingested in over 24 hours at least. Which is crazy because she’s also dehydrated. She’s weak, but not overdose weak. She’s weak from lack of strength, from lack of food.”

“That doesn’t… That doesn’t make sense,” I said, shaking my head as Doc turned to me again. “She’s been eating regularly since she’s been here… right?”

Hasn’t she?

“Don’t know,” Doc said with a shrug. “Anyone here who knows her, or has even a tiny piece of their heart, avoids her because of your stupid rule to pretend she isn’t a damn person!” his voice grew louder until he was shouting at me. “Anyone here who gives a shit about this girl,” he pointed to Blythe’s unconscious body, “has been doing everything to not have to look at her face because of you! None of us know how she’s doing, if she eats, what she’s been up to, nothing!”

“So, what? She stayed in her room? Threw a tantrum because everyone was ignoring her? She’d rather starve than talk to me?” I spat, refusing to feel guilty about this.

Doc gave me an incredulous look, like he was honestly shocked by what had just come out of my mouth.

“Do you even hear yourself?” he asked me. “I know Bly acted out a lot when Angie and Tusk got hitched, but she’s grown now. You are too. None of you are the same people anymore. You really think that she’s so petty she’d rather starve than deal with your bit.chy attitude? Don’t she got a cat too? You think she’d let that thing starve too? Out of pure pettiness?”

Shit… I completely forgot about Butter. Fuck! I never got him any food like I promised. Is he dead? Fuck me!

“Because someone hit her,” he stated.

“What?” I breathed out, shocked and pissed.

Was Bly the one who got hit? Her lip was bleeding. I wasn’t even thinking about that. I was too worried that she was dying.

“Both cheeks are red and swollen. I can almost make out the finger marks from someone’s hand,” he said, looking up at me with a furrowed brow. “Ain’t you noticed her lip was bleeding?”

“I just…” I trailed off, ashamed that I forgot in all my anger.

Doc scoffed and shook his head.

“I doubt you’ll investigate who it was, or believe Blythe if she told you,” he mumbled. “So just assign her a sitter. At least then it won’t happen again.”

I sighed as I looked around the room in frustration. My eyes landed on Blythe lying on the gurney. She looks pale and skinnier than she did a week ago. In my attempts to avoid her beautiful face, I… didn’t notice.

For the first time in my life, Blythe was right in front of me and I didn’t see her.

I hate how that feels. Not just because she got hurt either. If the girl I knew eight years ago could see me now… I wouldn’t have to wonder why she never came back.

The more I think about it, the more I wonder what else I never noticed before.