Model, millionaire, Karlie Cora had done everything she needed to do in order to get in the position she wanted to be in, one of the top models in the world. But she walks into the wrong alleyway and now, the most powerful Mafia man is protecting he...
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Karlie never ceases to surprise me.
No matter what happens, she's always holding her head high and making jokes. She was taken and tortured but she's still here making jokes about my age.
"-speaking of your age, did you happen to know my great-grandfather? Kind man he was, at least that's what I was told." She shrugs, glancing down at the nurse who is stitching up her thigh, stomach, and shoulder.
"If you never met your great-grandfather, what makes you think I did?" I deadpan.
"I don't know, weren't you born during the Great Depression?"
I give her a look that makes her chuckle but wince slightly because of her swollen face. I should've made Finn's death last longer.
"Oh! I need your phone." She exclaims, holding her hand out.
I hand get my phone and watch as she types before putting the phone to her ear and wait patiently.
"Speaker." I mouth as she rolls her eyes and put the phone on speaker.
"Jaxon? Did you find Karlie? Is she okay?" Journey's voice echos throughout the room.
"Hey, it's Karlie." Karlie says a little awkwardly.
"Oh my god! Are you okay? Where have you been? Do you know how sick and worried I've been? Are you hurt? Can you-"
"I'm fine." Karlie interrupts, rolling her eyes. "Can you do a favor for me?"
"Um, okay?" Journey says a little hesitant.
"Will you get my last walk ready?" Karlie asks with a sad smile, though Journey can't see it. I furrow my eyebrows at her words.
Last walk? As in her last show? What is she doing?
"Last walk? Why?"
"The precious cargo has been damaged severely. There's no fixing this. Just give me a couple weeks to heal a little." Karlie tells her before they speak a little more than hanging up.
"What are you doing, Karlie?" I ask, taking my phone back.
"I can't model with these sick babies. Although I could get a few tattoos and piercings then I'll look incredibly scary." She says, bouncing her eyebrows. "But by sick, I mean literally sick. These are gruesome." She looks at them in disgust.
"Don't do that, baby. They are beautiful, just like you. The situation wasn't beautiful but that doesn't change anything." I tell her with a soft voice.
"It's okay, Jaxon. They're not pretty. Plus, I won't get hired again with them." She smiles sadly, looking at her thighs.
"Screw them. They don't know what they've lost then. You're an amazing model, Karlie. It doesn't matter what some asshole did to you." I say angrily, looking at her with furrowed eyebrows.
"You can't get mad over something I'm not even mad about, Jaxon." She laughs slightly.
I'm surprised she's just so easy going about this kind of thing. A week ago she was focused on her work and her work only.
"You love your job, Karlie." I point out expressly.
"I know but we are getting married. I can't plan a wedding and do my job at the same time. Plus, I'd be able to spend more time with you." She says softly.
"You won't have to plan the wedding. We can hire someone."
"It sounds like you're trying to get rid of me." She jokes, laughing nervously.
"I'm not, I'm just-" I cut myself off, running a stressed hand over my face. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I wince at my words.
"What's 'this'?" She asks with a frown, not looking away from me as the nurse that was patching her up leaves.
"I- I don't think you're safe with me anymore." I say quietly, looking at my hands so I wouldn't have to watch her face.
"W-What?" She chuckles nervously before her head jerks back when I don't respond to her. I don't know what else to say.
"You don't get to do this, Jaxon. You-" she scoffs, sniffling roughly. "You can't do this. We-we're getting married?" She almost shouts and I take my chances of looking up at her, only to look away from the look on her face.
Tears cloud her eyes as her face scrunches, making her eyebrows furrow and her eyes narrow.
"I know but, Karlie, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something happened to you. If you died?" I wince. "I can't even think about it." I finish.
After I stop talking, the room got silent. So silent, I can hear Karlie's breathing. A pen dropping would be the loudest sound in the room.
Karlie takes a sharp inhale.
"If you think you're doing this for me, you're wrong. You're a coward." Her voice cracks as I visibly flinch from her harsh words.
"I-"
"Get out." Karlie cuts me off, making my head snap to hers. She won't cry in front of me. Not in this situation I caused.
"Karlie, please just list-"
"I said get out or are you going to take that away from me too?" She spits, glaring.
I frown before slowly standing. She'll realize that she is in danger because of me and she'll realize that I did not do this too her with any other thoughts beside her being safe.
"Jaxon." I hear as I open the door. I face her only to catch something she's thrown at me. I look at my hand to see the ring. Her engagement ring.
"Please, baby. Don't-"
"Leave." She says, sternly before laying down in her hospital bed.
I nod, closing the door behind me before pressing my forehead against it. I almost question if I should've kept my mouth shut but I'm the reason she's in the hospital.
My heart breaks as I hear her loud, strangled sob.
I should go back in there and apologize, beg on my knees for forgiveness. Kiss every scar, every cut, every burn and bruise. Promise to never hurt her again but I don't.
Instead, I leave. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Entering my room, I don't even know what to do.
Do I sit on the bed with Karlie's pillow and her shirt that I left there? Do I take a shower that has all of Karlie's unnecessary stuff? Do I change my clothes inside a closet with all of Karlie's clothes?
I clench my jaw and rub my beard before leaving the room and the estate, going to the only place that'll keep my mind off this but nothing can.
I just ruined everything I wanted. I just ruined my everything, my whole world, my girlfriend, my fiancé.
