Stolen Sweetheart

Part seventeen

He stood up and said fearing for his life "Tom is it? Frankly I don't care if she's dead. That's why I stabbed her multiple times. I wanted her dead!" "Oh Joshua, Josuah, I'm gonna fucking kill you too" I pulled out my gun and he lifted his fist to punch me but I blocked it. I shot him in the shoulder and said "I don't relate to you! I'd never treat her that shitty, I don't care who she's killed!" I shot him in the head and in his chest as the blood splashed onto me. I got up and walked out while everyone stared at me. I changed my shirt to and old one I had in my car and I put on my sweatpants.

I started driving back to the hospital. I got to the hospital and the nurse said "oh there you are! She's out of surgery but she's still sleeping. You can visit her if you'd like" "ok thank you ma'am" I walked over to y/n's room and the nurse followed behind me. "I-is she gonna make it?" "There's a very high chance she will" "ok thank you, do you mind leaving us alone for a minute?" "Of course" she walked out and closed the door behind her.

I scooted my chair closer to the bed and I held y/n's hand. I kissed her hand and started crying. "Please don't leave me y/n...I need you here with me" I felt her hand weakly grip onto mine. "Tom...."
Y/n's POV:
I started to slowly open my eyes and I saw Tom holding my hand while crying. I weakly said "Tom...." He head shot up and his eyes lit up. He quickly wrapped his arms around me hugging me and I flinched out of pain. "I'm so sorry for what happened, everything. The night we broke up to the night I found you I've regretted everything. I'm so sorry I wasn't there to protect you" "I don't need you to protect me Tom. I just need you" "then I swear on my life that from now on that's what you'll get"

I cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a deep and passionate kiss. He grabbed my waist "ow!" "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" He said as he quickly removed his hands. "No no it's ok, it just hurts still" "ok, I'm sorry. Can I lay with you?" "Yeah of course" he slowly slipped under the hospital blanket with me and cuddled me from behind. About a week later I was out of the hospital and I had moved in with Tom.

We were on the couch watching a movie when all of the sudden he started slowly sliding his hand up my thigh. I put my hand on top of his hand moved it closer to my pussy and he started rubbing it. He stuck two of his fingers in my pants and started rubbing my clit though the fabric and I bit my lip. Without warning he stuck his fingers in me causing me to moan. He curled his fingers and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he kept swirling his fingers around.

I came on his hand and he took his fingers out licking them for what seemed like forever. We both stood up and he kissed me. I started taking off his shirt as he took of mine. I looked down at his stomach and saw a scar. "Where's this from?" "You're sister shot me" "holy shit, what happened to her?" "She's in an asylum. Look if this is your idea of dirty talk-" "no no I just, wanted to make sure you were ok." I took off my shirt revealing the giant scar on my stomach. "Now we match" "I love you" "I love you too Tom"

I kissed him again and started taking off my bra. He took off his pants and he picked me up taking us to our bedroom. I quickly got on my knees and took off his boxers. I stared at how huge he was as his boner was already there. I took his size in and started sucking and bobbing my head up and down.