Alex's POV
I swallowed past the lump in my throat, still staring off into the distance as the reassuring beat of her heart monitor sounded in my ears. My legs bounced up and down as I worried about Audrey. This weight on my chest that only got worse and worse with every hour was making it hard to hold myself back from storming back to the base and making sure my father was dead. If he wasn't I'm sure I would be happier. I would snap every bone in his body, light his skin on fire, drain every ounce of blood, and make him feel every little thing he put Audrey through. Then I would let her kill him.
But no, I held myself back from delivering this sweet, sweet revenge with two thoughts. One: Ivor was most likely killed in the bombing. Two: I had to be here when Audrey opened those breathtaking eyes of hers.
The least I could do was be here for her. After everything she has been put through in the last nine weeks, I'd like to think that I could make it easier for her. Hell, if burning the whole world down would make it easier for her to heal and show me that gorgeous, happy smile again, I would do it without a bat of an eye. I was that taken by this girl.
If I could manually make her heart keep up the steady beat it was right now, I would until my arms stopped working and even after that. The first time it had stopped, I had felt like it was my heart that stopped, not hers. My legs had nearly given out from shock and worry as nurses and doctors rushed around me, and Aron comforted Zenna after he forced me to sit down in a chair.
That was nearly five hours ago. She had been in surgery for more than five hours.
I was angry. No, I wasn't angry. I was furious. I was furious at Ivor for what he has done and what he and his gang will pay even more for, I'm furious at myself for letting Audrey go, I'm furious at the world for everything. I'm scared that if I say a word, my fury will come out on someone who doesn't deserve it.
Aron and Zenna were now asleep in the chairs, Aron's head resting on her thighs, despite only meeting today. I knew that Aron was here for me and Zenna was here for Audrey and that they didn't even directly know each other till about five hours and forty-two minutes ago, but I could see them happening. They just clicked.
I glanced over at them, a little numb to the joy of Aron getting a girl. Like me, he was a playboy, but maybe he and Zenna would become a thing. That would be a hot couple.
Suddenly, the code blue alarm sounded again, the shrill ringing of it echoing in my ears as Audrey's heart flatlined. It had last happened two hours ago. I jumped up, trying to catch a glimpse into the room, and so did Aron and Zenna. The nurses began yelling things, but I was finally able to see my girl. Audrey lay there on the operating table, the heart monitor not beating. Tubes snaked around her frail body, different computers overlooking different things. Stitches were that cut on her face, each of her ten fingers in little casts. That's all I saw before the nurses flooded around her.
The nurses did everything to wake her up again. Shouts filled the room, but suddenly, I couldn't hear them. I couldn't hear anything besides a faint buzzing in my ears as we neared the seven-minute mark.
And that damn song that played over the hospital. I promised myself as soon as she woke up to tell her it was our song.
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, just wait for me to come home.
I watched as the nurses almost gave up on her. I mentally willed her to wake the fuck up. To open those beautiful eyes of hers a look at me again. My heart was being ripped out of my chest and crushed underneath those heels that she had a love/hate relationship with.

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Loving a Dangerous Life (editing)
RomanceDude I suck at writing these things, so if you have one for this book, hmu Trigger warnings: Talk about suicide, suicidal thoughts, talk about rape, trauma, murder, guns, and violence Complete