Undici [11]
Danny's Pov
"Isn't this the second panic attack she's had since she's been here?" Todd sighed as my gang and I walked downstairs, leaving Claire and Doctor Henderson to speak in private.
I rubbed my temple, stressed as I took a seat on my black leather couch. "What are we gonna do, at this rate Claire will land herself in hospital!" Chris exclaimed in worry.
"There's no we." I corrected irradiatedly. "I already informed Doctor Henderson about her condition, he'll find out what her problems or triggers are and prescribe some medication to help her deal with her anxiety better. Claire will also be staying with me in my bedroom from now on, so I can keep an eye on her."
Chris's jaw clenched at my words but nonetheless he kept his mouth shut and nodded.
"Boss, I think you might wanna check on Seth. He seemed a little shaken up after helping Claire out." Kyle pointed out, his eyes trailing to the direction of the kitchen. I raised my eyebrow in confusion before standing up and heading off to find Seth.
My strongest member was sitting at the breakfast table staring off into space. This was extremely odd behavior from Seth, so I leaned against the wall and whistled to grab his attention.
He looked up at the noise, startled like he didn't near me come in. That made me realize this was serious, because Seth was the first person to even hear someone fucking breath.
"Hey man, what's on your mind?" I asked, concerned. "Nothing I'm just a little out of it today." Was the mumbling response I received.
"Is there a reason? You were fine in the morning before we found Claire, so I'm guessing it had to be her situation that got you all spooked like this." I pushed. "I'm not fucking spooked!" Seth all but shouted.
"Then what's the fucking problem?! This isn't like you Seth, just fucking talk to me!"
"I was scared for fucks sake! She was pale in my arms and she looked like she was going to die! I've seen plenty of panic attacks before, but hers was something else and I was fucking petrified at the thought of her dying like that!"
I was truly taken back at his sudden outburst and more shocked at how deep he was going with his emotions. I've known Seth for years and I've probably only seen him smile at least twice, let alone show any other facial expression besides his usual resting killer face.
And yet here he was, with the most saddest frown I've ever seen.
"Why Claire, you barely even know her?" I finally blurted.
"She reminds me of someone. It's hard to explain but I feel like I've seen her somewhere or maybe known her before? Fuck I must be losing my mind, I knew it would happen some day." Seth whispered.
I placed a hand on his shoulder and hummed. "I think you may need a break but still, don't worry Claire is gonna be fine. She has all of us right?" at that, Seth nodded.
Seriously, what happened to the cold, scary Seth?
I was just about to add something when the doorbell rang, making me tisk and and remove my hand from my gang members shoulder.
"Todd, get the door!!" I shouted. "Already on it!" He yelled back.
Seth and I listened carefully to the door opening and immediately straightened up in alert when we heard the multiple gasps.
"Um Danny, boss! Someone's here for you man!" Kyle called.
I made eye contact with Seth and we both silently agreed to be careful when greeting the unexpected guest. I walked out of the kitchen dangerously, making my way towards the front door with Seth behind me, gun loaded and raised protectively.
I couldn't help but gasp myself when I caught sight of the guest standing near the front door. My reaction made Seth peer over my shoulder, with me looking at him and back to the man, my brain practically short circuiting.
Before I could utter a word, Seth had already said something under his breath as he turned around before the man could see him, and started walking up the stairs in a hurry.
I stepped forward and cleared my throat, making everyone's eyes snap to me.
"Can I help you?" I questioned suspiciously at the older male. "I'm here to see my daughter, Claire." The man answered with a demanding tone, showing us that he wasn't in the mood to be messed with.
Of course, Jonathan Lennon would never cower before me.
"I'll go get her, yeah." Kyle laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck and giving me a wary look.
I gave him permission with a wave of my hand as he retreated up the stairs aswell
"My name is Jonathan Lennon, which I'm sure you're already aware of. You can call me Sir." He said sternly, glaring in my direction. I mentally scoffed in my head.
I'm the most powerful Gangleader in the country and I must call him Sir? Overall I still listened out of respect as he was Claire's father.
Suddenly a beautiful laugh came from the top of the stairs, causing all of us to turn around and watch Kyle help Claire down the stairs since her leg was heavily bandaged up. Our private doctor was behind them and I immediately sent him a look of gratitude, to which he responded to with a small nod and a smile.
"Dad!" Claire screamed happily when she saw her father standing at the door, leaving Kyle's hand and waddling over to him cutely. I watched the older man eye her leg angrily but he still hugged his daughter first before he spoke about it.
"Thank you so much for everything, if there's anything I can do to repay you then don't hesitate to ask." I whispered to Doctor Henderson. "Danny Roy offering me a favor? I know a lot of people who would kill for that." He teased, making me roll my eyes playfully.
He pulled out a lollipop from his bag and stepped over to Claire, handing it to her before bidding his farewells to all of us and leaving.
"So I'll get right to the point as to why I'm here. James had told me that he suspected these people were keeping you here against your will, and I should say you're all lucky I arrived here alone without any backup." Jonathan glared at my gang and I.
I knew by "backup" he meant his own gang.
"Claire is staying with us for her own protection, there is a bit of a situation at the moment and I think it would be best if we all sat down so I can explain." I cleared my throat. Claire's father seemed reluctant at first but his daughter pulled him towards the dining room.
"Let's have some breakfast first before we dive into that deep discussion." Claire smiled, making us follow her with smiles of our own. She had just gone through hell in the last few hours and yet she's pretending to be okay just for everyone elses sake.
She's really something.
Jonathan looked at me for approval and I nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat at the table. The rest of the boys mimicked our actions as Claire headed into the kitchen.
"I can't really cook but I can make some mean pancakes! You're just gonna have to deal with it even if they're a little burnt!"
A few of us chuckled, including Claire's father.
As soon as she was out of earshot though, a gun was pointed directly at me which caused a bit of a commotion from my gang, making them all raise their own guns at Jonathan aswell.
"Tell me what the fuck happened to my little girls leg before I make your blood splatter against that wall." Jonathan's tone was not to be messed with, and surprisingly it made me respect him even more.
"Sir believe me when I say I would never hurt Claire intentionally, the boys and I do care about her and we protect her with our life. The bandages around her leg was caused by a panic attack that happened after she showered, resulting in her accidentally hitting her leg against the shower door." I spoke directly to the older man honestly.
Jonathan's eyes widened and he lowered his weapon, making Todd and the rest of the gang lower theirs too.
"She hasn't had a panic attack since she was 13." He admitted.
I visibly tensed, the fucker named Chad popping into my head for a moment before I took a deep breath. "She's under a lot of stress at the moment, but don't worry our private doctor has prescribed some medication for her and I'm sure the attacks will slowly improve, until they completely stop."
Jonathan was about to reply when Chris cut him off. "Don't worry Sir, I'll make sure she's properly taken care of!" He grinned proudly like some idiotic child.
I shot him a look to try and get him to shut the fuck up, but he continued to try and make small talk with Claire's father, making Jonathan raise his eyebrow in confusion.
"Boss, have you seen Seth?" Todd asked me softly. I leaned closer to him and whispered, "He seemed a little weird when he saw Jonathan and walked upstairs. I'll call him down in a minute."
Todd nodded and we faced forward to pay attention to Chris and Jonathan talking.
I wonder what's going on with Seth? Even though hes just a gang member, I still care about him like a brother and if anything was the matter, I'd do my best to try and help him.
I need answers and I needed them now.
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