One Last Shot ✔️

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(I didn't reread, sorry grammar mistakes)

Ilaria

It have been a day since what happened. We are staying at Four's house since his parents are out of town.

I've told him everything that happened and he promised me he won't tell a single soul about what happened to Ryder.

I trust him. I know he won't say a word.

I was sitting and looking at Ryder. The doctor was here and he said that everything is fine. His arm just got worse so it needs an extra month to heal.

He opened his eyes this morning and didn't say a word. The only thing he said was to Four. He promised him he won't say anything and that was the only thing he have ever said.

It's currently 4 and I'm still trying to let him speak to me.

"Ryder...."I whispered again as I grabbed his hand and looked into his cold eyes.

"Please...say anything." I mumbled before his hand went to my hair and took it behind my ear. He didn't say a thing as his hand went around my waist and he pulled me beside him.

I rested my head on his chest feeling his heartbeat again as his hand was stocking my hair.

"Why did you do it?." He whispered making my eyes slam shut as I pushed the tears away.

I pulled back up before I grabbed his face with both of my hands and leaned on his forehead.

"I told you I always will take care of you." I said as I was feeling his warm breath on my lips before his hands went around my waist as he buried his face in my neck and started to cry.

I wrapped my arms around him as he kept crying making the limp in my throat grow.

His damn father was the reason he had all tho scars on his chest.

His father turned him into a drug addicted.

His father turned him to someone heartless.

It's all his fathers fault like it's my parents' fault.

Now I understand his anger issues. I understand him way better now and no fucking way I'll ever leave him.

I need him. And he needs me.

The end.