The Angel who chose me [book2] vegaspete

0.4 Everytime i close my eyes its lika a dark paradise

Vegas
He hasn't eaten or talked to me since we got home, which is worrying because he hugged Maccu but not me.
He just went to our room and locked the door, I've been sitting behind this door for 3 hours asking him to open it and I nearly broke it down but Maccu told me I'd only make it worse, I hear his sobs as hard as he's trying to conceal them.
They ache me, to hear him so broken.
I want to hold him and tell him I love him.
I sight dropping my eyes to his ring on my finger, I take it off and feel it around.
I slide it under the door.

"I don't know if you remember " I say slowly and taking his crying stopping as a hint to carry on.
"Before you got shot I was proposing to you, funny thing is Kinn helped me pick this ring out" I laugh at the memory which feels like a lifetime ago.
"I was so scared in case you'd say no, but so happy that you might say yes, to spend the rest of my life with you was my dream" I say.
"It still is, I know you can hear me and I want you to listen very carefully to me" I say sternly.
"I don't care if you have your whole face scared, I love you, I love  you more and more everyday if it's even possible to love someone that much, this scar doesn't change us Pete, doesn't change my love for you" I say hoping somehow he'll believe me.
"Please open the door Pete " I say for the last time.

It's silent for a few minutes before I hear the door opening.
I'm still sitting as he climbs onto my lap, his legs around my waist and arms around my neck.
"I can't talk about it right now" he says, his head on my shoulder, "Just hold me and not say anything please"? He asks his voice horse from crying.
"I'll hold you forever baby" I murmur lips pressing to his neck.
"Don't let me go"
"Never " I promise

Pete

His arms are around me in our bed, the room is dark so I assume it's late at night, the rain is banging against the windows giving me a sense of comfort.
Hearing what he said calmed me.
He still loves me.
Still wants me.
People might think I'm dramatic for feeling this way, they say I should be happy I'm alive and breathing.
They might be saying I'm a ex bodyguard, I've gotten scars before.
But not this big, not when I'm at a stage in my life where I'm confident about my body and in a happy relationship.
But when I woke up and the doctor showed me it in mirror every bit of self love a confidence disappeared.
Then seing Vegas made it worse.
Seing him see me like that was worse than anything.

But he's here now telling me he loves me.
And god I love him.
I just Hope love will be enough

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Vegas
I stand by the kitchen counter drinking my coffee as I watch him eat, I finally got him to eat by bribing him with curry, I swear he's obsessed and is immune to spice.
He's wearing one of my turtle neck jumpers that covers his scar along with a loose pair of grey tracksuit bottoms.
He looks cozy and happy to eat but his eyes are sad and empty.
The light that used to occupy them has vanished.
I haven't seen him smile not once.
I'll fix you Pete.
Just like you fixed me.