The Angel who chose me [book2] vegaspete

0.1 {if i cant be close to you}

Vegas

The doctors say he's lucky to be alive.
But he's still in a coma.
For the past three months I've not heard his voice, now I know what Pete went through while I was in his position.
Kinns been helping me track down who did this, while Pete was bleeding out in my arms I didn't relise Porsche was shot in the stomach, lucky for him he's now recovered unlike Pete.
That's why Kinn is helping me.
Who ever did this will not die, death would be a gift, they will be tortured.
There's not a day that I'm not in the hospital, Maccu is here too.
I've been painting Pete's nails blue for  the time he's been here, I still remember the first time I caught him.

Flashback.

I walk through the door closing it behind me, tired from work all I want is to snuggle with Pete.
I walk to our bedroom where I see him sitting on our bed, white shorts on with one of my shirts, his hand shaking as he painted a sky blue nail varnish onto his nails.
I lean against the door smiling at him.
He has his bitten lip in between his teeth as he concentrates.
"You never told me you painted your nails" I say.
He looks up the bottle falling from his hands.
He looks scared.
Why is he scared?
"I'm sorry" he says racing for the remover.
"Stop" I say holding his wrists.
"My ex hit me when he saw my nails like this" his bottom lip trembled.
My blood boils hearing this.
"Well I'm not him am I ? You look pretty like this" I say reaching for the bottle.
"What are you doing"? He looks confused.
"Well I'm painting them because you've bad posture " I teased kissing his blushing cheek.
He giggles and my hearth bursts at the sound.
"I love you" he says leaning his head on my shoulder.

Flashback over.

Tears slide down my face as I place on head on his stomach, "I can't take it anymore Pete, were supposed to get married" I say squeezing his waist softly, hearing his breathing calms me.
I feel a arm wrap around my shoulders.
It's Maccu
"He'll be awake soon hia" I hug his back letting my tears fall.
I feel bittersweet.
These bastards will be tortured until there's no soul left in them.

It's around midnight when I leave the hospital, I go to my car to see Kinn standing by it.
"I've got a lead" he says.
"Let's go then" I say with a sadistic smile sleep forgotten about.
These bastards will pay.