𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐍 | 18+

20: 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐲

After everyone else left the room, I sat in the hospital bed — shocked and exhausted. I wasn't sure if I was still sleeping or if I was truly away. Chase shouldn't be here. In Maimi. It's summer break, he should be in football camp all the way in Arizona.

He stood with his mouth dropped open in surprise. He dropped the clipboard and strode over to me, taking my cheeks in his palms. "Rosey?"

I blinked tears back when I heard the familiar nickname slip from his mouth. Feelings of all sorts came crashing down onto my fragile self. Bile stung my throat as it rose and Chase quickly backed away, grabbing the trashcan. I threw my guts up into the plastic can, feeling absolutely horrible and confused.

My body ached from moving. My head pounded and my eyes were confused from what I was seeing.

"Y-Your not here. I-I'm dead, right?" I carefully placed my hand on top of his. It was warm against my cold hands. I studied my pale, dead-looking skin. It brought more tears to my eyes when I looked at myself in a nearby mirror. "I'm d-dead, right?"

Chase sighed heavily and turned my face to look at his. "Rosey, baby. He did this to you didn't he? Nix?"

I bit my dried lip and nodded curtly. "B-But how are y-you here?"

He pushed some of my messy tangled long hair out the way before placing his hands back on my cheeks. His palms warmed my cold skin and made me feel safe. Just like in school.

"After the whole ordeal with you and Nix, I felt horrible. So instead of going to Arizona to have fun with sweaty men; I've taken up an internship program that my mother is in charge of. It's for practice when I become a real doctor. I didn't want to leave my Rose. Especially with that short sentence they gave Nix."

2 Months. He was out after his appeal blaming his anger issues.

He wiped a small tear away with the soft pad of his thumb. "You stayed with him? You gave that monster another chance to hurt you. Why?"

"I-I didn't mean to...I t-tried." I muttered out. My hands felt on his heavenly warm hands and I leaned more into his palm while threading my fingers through his. "Chase, I'm s-sorry." Y-You gave up your passion for a stupid g-girl like me. I-I don't your help or L-Lorenzo'..."

I felt awful. This was entirely my fault. If I just left with Chase none of this would have happened. I would be happy and I wouldn't feel so dirty. Maybe I could have given Chase myself as I had planned. But I didn't and I deserve this.

"You are not stupid Rosey. You are beautiful, brave, and you're smart Rosey. And this is not your fault, baby," He lifted my face to look into my tear-stricken face. His blue, sad ocean eyes washed over mine reminding me so much of our nights together. "You deserve nothing but love and Nix wasn't going to give it to you."

He tilted his head to the side — his familiar plush, pink lips brushing against mine delicately. As if it was reflex, my lips parted letting out a shallow breath while my eyes closed. This was Chase and Lorenzo — The Hispanic hottie was just outside the room. The man who took care of me for almost two months versus the man who took care of me for two years.

"I love you Rosey. I always have and always will," Then he kissed me and it brought everything back. Our first kiss at his house when he nervously asked in Junior year of high school. The long cuddle sessions and make-out moments. The helping of soothing every aching bruise Nix rooted into my body. The intense feelings I felt for Chase were resurfacing quickly.

He pulled away from my lips and my eyes fluttered open meeting his hungry eyes. "I did anything and will continue to do everything I can for you Rosey," He pecked my lips again catching me off guard. "For you, Rosey."