Ink: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Rae Lake (most inspirational books .txt) 📕

that? Let me guess you grew again, too big for the seat?” Clean spoke, his voice choppy but clear enough for me to hear. The rest of the convoy had to be close, just out of range.

I pressed it so they could hear me “Clean! Wire! Fuck, whoever, we need help! Get the fuck back here!” I bellowed into the mounted receiver just as Vale sped up to the passenger side and sideswiped us, the girls screaming filtering into the receiver as well.

I let go, hoping to get some type of response.

“Fuck. Hold tight!” Devin called through.

“Mikayla!”

“We’re coming, brother. Hold on!”

“Motherfucker!” I screamed, looking at Vale through Vida’s window as she bent over and held her head between her head.

He laughed and backed off as the road became too narrow for both of us to fit.

“Fuck.”

There was a curve right ahead, and I was going too fast. We were fucked. Vale hit us one good time; metal crunched, glass flew, and then it was lights out.

***

A high-pitched buzz was annoying the shit out of me. I lifted my hand, trying to get the sound out of my ear. It stopped for a second and then got higher, the buzz turning more into a cry.

A baby’s cry

My eyes popped open, the sight before me was both breathtaking and petrifying. My hands immediately shot out to stop myself from falling, but we weren’t falling we were stuck. The truck shook a little, but we didn’t move. We were stuck hanging off the side of a fucking mountain. The lush and full trees I’d once been admiring, looking like needle points waiting for the car to fall. I looked into the rearview mirror as best as I could. Everyone was unconscious, their hands hanging straight down because of the angle of the car, and the baby was wailing, still strapped safely in her car seat.

“Ink! Oh please, fuck, Ink!” The intercom blared in the car. Clean was calling for me. I didn’t want to move forward and risk the truck tipping forward.

“Vida.” My voice croaked out. “Vida, can you hear me.” I reached over slowly and squeezed her leg.

She moaned and began to stir, a large cut above her eyebrow from where her head must have been hit by the airbag.

“Vida, please don’t move,” I said as calmly as I could. Inside, my heart was beating a million miles a minute.

She opened her eyes, and just like me a few seconds earlier, her hands shot out to keep from falling. When she realized she was stuck in the car, she began to panic, causing Mikki to wake up and Angel quickly right behind her.

I could hear the boys screaming for us above. We must be on a ledge or something. “Girls! Listen to me. We’re all going to get out, but I need you to do exactly what I say, okay. I need to go out through the back. I have the most weight, and the car will tip if you try to move too much with me still in it. I will hold on to it while you guys climb out okay. It has to be fast. Anyone hurt badly?”

“I’m fine,” Mikki answered.

“No,” Angel whispered.

“Vida?”

“My foot is stuck. Fuck. Fuck. It’s stuck!” She was panicking again, trying to pull her foot out.

“Stop! Stop it. Don’t move. Let me get to the back so I can hold the car a little more stable okay.”

“O..o..kay.” She stuttered. Her face was white as a sheet and hands shaking in fear.

“Ink! Mikki! Vida! Someone fucking answer!” Clean’s voice screamed again through the intercom.

“Okay, step by step, okay guys. Angel, I have to lean my seat back a bit. Mikki can you unhook the baby and hold her in your lap.”

She did so quickly, the baby settling a fraction when she saw Mikki’s face.

“Angel, baby, I need you to undo your seatbelt and move over gently to the middle.” I felt her moving behind me. The truck, moaning and groaning with every slight movement.

Carefully, I moved the seat back and climbed into the second-row seat. It was easy enough, and the truck seemed to be leaning back where I wanted it to be. Instead of looking straight down, I could almost see the horizon. I got to the rear window, and luckily it was already busted out.

“It’s moving. Do you see it? Someone is moving in there.” Ryder said from above us.

I climbed out, my stomach and arms scrapping against the uneven glass. I made it to the small flatbed in the back, and just my weight alone put the back tires on the ground. I just had to hold it down now. I couched down and held onto the edge of the bed, pushing down to keep the wheels on the ground.

“Ink! Where are the girls?” Prez screamed from the side. I turned my head toward the guys. They were climbing down, trying to find a way to us. Wire, Storm, and Ryder were above us about twenty feet, while Clean, Prez, Devin, and the prospects were climbing the long way around.

“Mikki put the baby seat out the window, and then Angel you climb out okay, Mikki will help you.”

I felt Mikki turn in the car, and the tires lifted. “Mikki! Easy!”

“Okay, here she comes.” Her voice, full of fear as she softly placed the baby seat on the metal truck bed.

“Angel baby, your turn.”

Her blond hair popped into view as she crawled out of the window and walked with her hands out to the truck bed.

“Drag the baby seat.”

“Be careful, okay, sweetheart, you’re doing so good. You’re so brave, Angel.” Mikki called from inside the car.

“Come on, baby. You got it!” Jazmine cried from above.

Angel carefully began to push the small car seat along the metal surface, and soon she was climbing down with the car seat in her hands. I shooed her back toward the face of the cliff. I wanted them as far away from the edge as possible.

“Are they okay? Is it