Denver's pov
I sat on the couch drinking. I'm in the middle of a heist and i know shouldn't get drunk but here i am. I can't believe what she did. I know that i messed up, pretty bad actually, but i never thought she could leave me.
I guess i deserve it though.
The door opened and my dad came inside.
"We are in the middle of a chaos and you're drinking beers, what are you doing here son?" he asked me, picking up the empty cans.
I didn't say a word.
"Son?"
I picked up the paper from the floor and just gave it to him.
"What is this?" he asked me.
"Can't you read?"
"Divorce papers? Denver what are you doing? Tell me this is not real. You're not planing on divorcing Indonesia right?" he said and i could't hold my laugh anymore.
It didn't sound as happy one though, more like a drunk and a hurt one.
"I'm not the one who decided that"
"She wants a divorce?"
I just mouthed a "yup"
"No, no you can't give it to her, you will get through this, every married couple had problems, even if it's a third person"
"Dad, what are you saying? I kissed someone else, i fucked this up, how can i ask forgiveness from her, when i can't even forgive myself?" i asked him and took another ship.
"You can't let her down, you have to be there for her, you have to prove her that she is the one."
"But she is the one dad, she always was and she will always be. C'mon now, what do you know about love? You never had a wife." i said to him and kinda regret it.
"Dad i'm sorry i didn't mean it like-"
"I left her, i let her on her own." he cut me of.
"What? Who?"
"Your mother" he said to me and sat on the couch.
"What do you mean?"
"I left her on the road, one day, on her own"
"You told me that my mother left us, now you're telling me that we were the ones who left her?" i asked him.
I didn't feel drunk anymore, i was sober, anger made me sober.
"She was close to die, every day she was taking pills, she was sick Denver, she was sick"
"Then you should have helped her. YOU'RE NOT LEAVING A MOTHER ON THE STREETS WHEN SHE NEEDS HELP. What the hell were you thinking? You failed her. All my life, i thought that all of this was my fault. That she left because of me. You are a fucking liar do you know that?" i screamed at him and stood up.
"Denver please, let me explain. Where are you going?"
"No stop, i'm going to apologize to my wife, i'm going to tell her how much i love her and care about her. I'm not like you. After this job, after this heist, i don't want to see you ever again, i don't want to see you near my son, i don't want to see you near my wife, is that clear? Outside of these walls, you will still be Moscow to me and Denver to you." i said to him and i left the room.
"DENVER PLEASE" I heard him shouting but i didn't bother turning back.
The tears were burning my eyes. I was in pain.
I was walking faster and faster. All i wanted was to see her.
I opened the door in one of the offices and she was there, counting money.
She jumped when she saw me.
"Denver?" she whispered to me.
I didn't say anything, i just run into her arms and cried.
She hugged me so tight. I have missed her hugs so much.
There were times, where i was so jealous of my son, because she was holding him all the time.
Her hug is a cure, her body is my home.
I let go of her and cupped her face.
"I'm so stupid, what i did was a terrible mistake, i know you can't trust me anymore and you're right, but please give me another chance, i'm not myself in here, i miss you so freaking much and i can't imagine my life without you."
I took a breath as she kept on staring at me with her beautiful eyes.
"I left behind everything, that a boy like me had in his former life. Sometimes in my mind at night when i'm alone, i feel like the pain tightens around me like a noose and i think of all those things that i let go, sometimes in my mind, the withered time visits me like- like a thief and reminds me of all these years before you, before i felt you, back then when i was free to give in to anything. But in the end of my night, i wouldn't change you for anything. For you i would do this all over again. My point is, you changed my life without even trying and i don't think i could ever tell you, how much you mean to me. I can't imagine what things would be like, if i hadn't met you."
"I want this to be over, so i can be the man i used to be, the husband i used to be, the father i used to be. I'm not going to sign those fucking papers, because we are not over, we will never be over, because we exist for each other. It may sound selfish, but it's true."
"Denver I-"
"THE DOOR OPEN THE DOOR SHE IS COMING"
"What the hell?" i whispered and Indonesia grabbed her guns.
"C'mon let's go" she said and we left he room, running downstairs.
"What the fuck is going on?" i screamed.
The door was open, gun shots were everywhere, Rio was waiting near the door.
Nairobi and Helsinki were outside shooting at the police.
But my dad..
Where is my father?
"C'mon Denver we have to help them" Indonesia said as she was getting ready.
"No no, stay here" i said to her and grabbed my gun.
As i was ready to go outside, i saw motorcycle coming in.
I stepped aside.
Tokyo.
When Nairobi, Helsinki and my dad came inside, i run quickly to close the door.
Rio run in Tokyo's arms.
"Is everyone okay?" i asked as they all nodded their heads.
My father was behind me. I was feeling his breath, it was getting heavier and heavier.
I saw Indonesia's eyes becoming wider.
"MOSCOW" she screamed and passed through me to reach my father.
I turned around and i saw my dad's uniform covered in blood.
He fell in Indonesia's arms.
"Dad?" i whispered.
Everyone run towards him except Rio and Tokyo, who were in shock, as all of us.
"Dad please, can you hear me stay with me." i said to him and grabbed mine and Indonesia's hand.
No no please God no
Hello everyone, there are a few chapters left to finish this book. It feels so unreal. Also the new cover of the second book is already in my page, so you can add it in your library. Thank all so much.
