The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Savage POV.

It has been another month since they removed Angel from her life support, but she hasn't woken up. This has left us all worried that she will never wake up.

Rebel has been giving me plushies for her mom everyday she says they are to keep her safe. So I take a new one every day to Angel. The way Rebel explained it to me. Was that because she couldn't be with her mommy. Then her plushies will keep watch over her until Rebel can see her again. It brought tears to my eyes that I have such a kind, beautiful, and caring little girl. Who is just like Angel was when she was little.

Angel used to hate seeing people sad and would do all she could to make them smile again. In a way, she only knew how. She was never nasty or mean. Angel looked at the world differently, through the eyes of an innocent, pure little girl. And I destroyed her and how she viewed the world.

Since she has been in her coma, I have had time to think back on everything that has happened. She deserves better than me.

I enter the hospital feeling bone tired, holding the pink teddy bear in my hand as I walk through the busy hallways. I round the corner towards the ICU when I stop in my tracks as my phone rings from the inside pocket of my cut. I reach for it and see it's the hospital calling. I look up and see Barb's back to me.

"Barb, what's happening?" I ask as I jog towards her. She turns and putting the phone down.

"Oh, Ryder. I was calling to tell you. Angel is awake." My eyes widen, and I smile as I move past her when she holds my forearm, stopping me. I look back at her and my smile fades. "What's wrong with her?" I ask, my heart pounding painfully against my ribcage.

"She doesn't know why she is here. She doesn't remember what happened. Look, give her time. Her brain is trying to catch up, so she is disorientated at the minute. She panicked until we told her she was in the hospital. We haven't told her why she is here. We calmed her down, and she is still tired, but she is awake. Just be mindful when you go in there." She tells me and my heart drops. She doesn't remember what happened. Does that mean she doesn't know who I am? "Ok, I will remember that. Thank you Barb." I say and smile sadly at her and she nods her head, her lips in a thin line. I walk to the room and look through the glass in the door. I haven't needed to be in scrubs since they took her off life support.novelbin

I push the handle down and open the door. Her eyes look up and stare at me. She is beautiful, those honey-coloured eyes looking right into me. She frowns, and I know she has no clue who I am.

"Hey Angel. How are you feeling?" I want to kick myself for asking such a fucked up question.

"I don't know you," she says in a whisper as she looks down at her lap and my heart shatters. I stay rooted to my spot as she looks back up at me slowly.

"I know, princess. But I know you. I have known you since we were kids." I say, trying to keep my voice level and steady even though I want to scream, cry and destroy everything. She doesn't know me.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm here. They tell me my name is Angel Moore, something or other. Who am I? Who are you?" I move closer to the bed but not too close as I don't want to freak her out anymore than she already is.

I gulp and take a breath as I smile gently at her, but I know the smile doesn't reach my eyes. "You are Angel Maria Moretti. I am Ryder Savage Jackson. You are here, because." I choke up and blow out a breath as I look at the ceiling to stop the tears from falling. "You are here because you got hurt saving our daughter." She blinks as I look at her and see tears leave her eyes as they roll down her cheeks, her fists clench into tight balls and she bites her bottom lip.

"I have... I have a daughter? Why can't I remember her or you, or anything? Please tell me why I don't remember anything. What happened to me?" she sobs and I move closer to her to comfort her when she flinches away and it's a dagger to my soul.

"I'm sorry Angel, I'm so fucking sorry. It's my fault, it's all my fault." I hang my head and sob. In reality, it is my fault. None of this would have happened if I didn't believe Foxy. If I only saw the betrayal of my sister club sooner. Angel wouldn't have been hurt the way she had been. Maybe it's a good thing she doesn't remember me. Maybe she will be better off not remembering me.

"Leave." She says softly and I look at her and see her face is blank. I blink, expecting rage or something. But being blank that isn't good.

"Angel."

"I said, leave. If it is your fault for why I'm here, then I don't want to see you. Hell, I don't want to remember you or what happened if what you are saying is true." I stand and look at her, wiping my eyes.

"I will make it up to you. I promise, all I ask is ..."

"Is what? I don't know you and you tell me it's your fault why I am in here. Why I can't remember anything? Tell me how long have I been in here for?" she asks with a bite to her tone.

"Three months." I say to her, and she gasps and begins to hyperventilate. She clutches her chest as she panics.

"Angel, breathe. It's ok. Stay calm." The monitors beep loudly and quickly as she panics.

"Three months. I have been here for three months? No, that's not right. That can't be right. You are lying to me. STOP LYING TO ME!" she screams and I sob as I try to comfort her when she moves away from me. "GET OUT!" she screams and I nod my head as Barb tries to calm her down. Her eyes not leaving mine as I back away towards the door.

"I won't leave you. I will give you the answers when you are ready. Please Angel. Let me explain what happened when you are ready." I say when she sobs and cries, heartbroken that I did this to her.

That she has missed three months

of her life, of her time with Rebel. That she doesn't remember

anything She doesn't remember et

Rebel What am I to tell our daughter and our families? I can't keep this

from them or Rebel. It will devastate them.

I leave the room and watch as she cries in Barb's arms.

"Shhh, Ryder is a good man. He has been by your side since you came in here. Let him explain when you're ready. Rest Angel, you are still

weak." hear her tell her as Barb net

turns to look at me and nods her head once and I move away Leaning against the wall. can't leave her alone, not until she knows the truth.

I take my phone from my cut and debate if I should tell our families. Would they come here and force their way inside and cause her more distress? What do I do? If I call

Teagan. She will be here raining hell

down on the hospital, the same as

Antonio.

I scroll through my contacts and see the name. I hit the call button and bring the phone to my ear, not taking my eyes off the door.

"Hey, Ryder. What's up? Is it Angel?" I sigh as I listen to her voice.

"I need you here. Bring Coral with you and keep it quiet." I choke on my words when she gasps.

"Ryder, what happened? Oh god, is it Angel? Is she ok?"

"Aunt Scar, she is awake and doesn't remember me or anything. Please keep it quiet for now. Just bring Coral with you." I say and I can hear shuffling and I know she is moving to get Coral. "Ok, say no more. We will be there shortly. Blaze is with Dylan and baby Joshua. We will be there soon. Shall I tell ..."

"No, don't tell them yet. Just please get here. I don't know what to do." I choke back a sob.

"Ok, we will be there as soon as possible. Stay strong Ryder, it will be ok." We hang up but I know deep down in my heart of hearts it won't be ok.

Could this be the end of my relationship with the only woman I have ever loved? Is there anyway we can move past this? Right now, I don't think there is any way forward for us.