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I was so young and so fucking naive. My whole life has been a fucking lie, a lie, until Christian came in and wrecked me in the best possible fucking way.
I fucking need him, damn it. Without him, I know I will crash and fucking burn in the worst fucking possible way.
“Christian, please listen to me,” I whisper as I look over his face.
“I need you, I want you, I love you. Please don’t you fucking dare leave me. Please come back to me,” I whisper as I lay my head down on his chest and close my eyes, allowing the tears to escape and roll down my face.
I try to focus on his heartbeat. He is alive. He will come back to me.
He has to come back to me.
Because
If he dies, I die. If he lives, I will live with him.
72
Ty
One Month Later
None of us have left the hospital. Nicole refuses to leave Christian until he wakes up. The doctors appear to be hopeful. The latest test they did had more good news. Now, it is up to Christian if he wakes up. The doctor says that Christian needs to choose to fight to wake up, which makes me smile because I know my best friend and not even death would keep him away from Nicole.
He will wake up; he fucking has to wake up. I can’t do any of this without him. We will all be lost without him. He doesn’t know it, but he keeps all of us together. He is our King. And no one could take his place and do what he does. He has spent the last several years taking down sex traffickers and trying to help women find a good life.
We might be murderers, criminals, fucking dealers, but Christian is the best of us. He might not see it, but Nicole and I do. He doesn’t deserve to die like this. He deserves to have a good fucking life, one with Nicole. He deserves to have a fucking family.
I lean against the wall as Nicole continues talking to him. She talks to him every day, telling him what has been going on and that we all need him.
I know he can hear us. He is not gone yet. He just needs to open his fucking eyes.
I take a deep breath as I continue to watch Nicole with Christian. Their love is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. In a world full of violence, chaos, and murder, we all need that one thing that can save us from ourselves. That is what Nicole and Christian have done for each other. They have saved each other.
This is not the end. I fucking refuse to let it be.
73
Christian
Seven Months Later
Isit back in the chair as I stare down at my laptop. There are so many damn things to do to get these fucking clubs ready to open. Ty is helping. He will be managing two of the three clubs for me, which takes some pressure off of me.
But still, there is so much shit, and I know Nicole has felt that I am distant. She made that clear last night when she fucking attacked me and crawled up my body like a fucking wild animal, reminding me that I need to get out of my fucking head and be more present for her. She has been managing one of the casinos for me, and so far, it has been working great. The staff loves her, and she has gotten pretty fucking good at dealing drugs and weapons.
Ty has been watching over her when I can’t, which seems to be a fucking lot lately, which pisses me off, but she is so fucking understanding it hurts sometimes. She doesn’t fight me, she doesn’t make me feel guilty, she just kisses me and tells me to have a good day, just like a fucking normal couple. It is crazy how things started and how they are now, but I wouldn’t change any of it. She is the light in my darkness, even though she stands in the dark with me willingly.
My hand rests over the scar on my stomach. Sebastian Jr. almost got what he wanted; I almost died, but luckily, I survived. When I opened my eyes and saw Ty, Lyric, and Nicole beside my bed, I cried like a bitch, but I couldn’t help it. Nicole has changed everything.
1 Month After Stabbing
I feel my heart racing as I slowly open my eyes. They are heavy, my entire body hurts, and a groan leaves me as I gently place my hand over the bandage on my stomach.
I slowly scan the room; Ty and Lyric are on my right side. Ty is sitting on the chair, and Lyric is standing behind him, resting her hands on his shoulder.
I continue to scan the room and stop when I see Nicole. Her hand is resting on my leg, and her forehead is lying on the edge of the bed. I can tell by her breathing that she isn’t sleeping.
“Bambino,” I whisper. I reach out my hand and grab onto her neck. She quickly lifts her head, and her eyes lock with mine.
