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Chapter 22. Awake!

When she opened her eyes, she saw her whole world in front of her, her man was sleeping peacefully with her hands in his. With a promise of an eternity together.

~♥~

I heard some beeping sound near me, the world was all dark around. Am I dead already? I felt my shoulders hurt badly. Damn! does devil punishes us in hell or something?

I winced as I tried moving my arms, I felt something warm on my hands but a pricking sensation took over.

I tried opening my eyes but they seemed so heavy, as if someone sat over them. I moved around a bit and a stinging sensation passed through my arms.

I opened my eyes slowly but really regretted that decision, the white light blinded me totally. I blinked few times to adjust with my surroundings, there was a white ceiling above me.

I moved my head to left side, trying to get a better vision there were few machines kept and also medical equipments. So I am in a hospital I guess. At least I am alive.

I titled my head right wards, damn those wounds really hurt like a bitch. I winced as a stinging sensation passed through my shoulders.

My breath hitched for a moment, I was greeted by most beautiful sight I could ask for. Ashton was sleeping on the chair that was kept beside my bed, his hand gripped on my palms.

His hair was a mess, he was in the same suit he wore for the party, those freckles on his nose was partially visible because of our closeness.

I smiled a little, however I wanted him awake. I wanted to stare in his eyes, the same eyes which I was looking at while almost dying.

I tapped my fingers on his palms but he did not even bulged. I tapped again and this time he tilted his head in my direction with droopy eyes.

I tapped on his hand again and whispered

" hey sleepy head " my voice came as hoarse.

Damn.... I really need to drink something. His droopy eyes widened in shock, he seemed awake now. He blinked rapidly looking at me.

OK that was cute.

" Alaia.." he whispered in shock, tears breaming in corner of his eyes. His hold on my hands tightened.

I weakly shook my head and gestured him to lean closer, he came near my hands and I unclasped my hands to wipe his tears which rolled down his cheeks.

" you are awake!" he exclaimed with a bright smile, tears rolling down his cheeks.

He came near me and cupped my face, our faces just centimeters apart. My breathing elaborated.

" I can't tell you how happy I am right now " he whispered, connecting his forehead to mine.

I closed my eyes to feel his warmth near me, I forgot every pain I was going through. His presence itself was more than enough for me, tears rolled down my cheeks as our breaths mingled.

He held my hands tighter and whispered

"Looking at you lying unconscious in my arms, I regretted every moment I unintentionally hurt you. Why did you have to be so selfless! That damn bullet was for me. You could have fucking died Alaia."

I opened my eyes to look at him, he was already looking at me. His eyes had turned red and grip around my hands tightened. The veins on his forehead popped up.

Tears rolled down from corner of my eyes and was soaked by the pillow under my head. He left my face and got up, running a hand through his curly brown hair.