And Still | Rhea Ripley | Possessive and Smutty

Part 54 - Just Once More

Rhea's POV

I didn't know what to do.

What are you meant to do when the woman you're madly in love with is getting fucking life threatening surgery because she took a damned bullet for you.

When the woman who deserves happiness. Peace. She deserves the entire fucking sun if she wants it. When she could not make it...

I was pacing the waiting room, as the useless fucking doctors wouldn't let me stay by her side. They even called security to stand out here and watch me.

Idiots.

"How is she?" Damien surprised me, coming into my line of pacing.

"How the fuck would I know." I grumbled, pushing him out of my way.

"She's been in there for 2 hours, if anything went horribly wrong, Rhea. We would have heard something by now." Damien put a hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged his big hand off.

She wasn't safe or healthy until I fucking seen in with my own eyes.

When she pushed me out of the way... fuck. I've thought about it so many times. It's on god damned repeat.

If I knew he had the balls to pull that trigger, she never would have been standing there. She never would have pushed me so easily. She would have been behind my own back...

Fucking Jon.

I never liked him.

There was something always off about the guy.

God... if he touched her. I snapped to Damien. "Did they find him?"

Damien shook his head. "I didn't. I haven't heard anything from Finn and Dom. I- I don't think they have, yet."

I huffed, found the nearest seat and sunk on it. Putting my hands in my head, I tried to get control of my breathing.

Shit.

Damien sat down beside me. "Try and breath, Rhea." He whispered.

"I love her so much, Damien." I told him, so confident with it. I needed to tell someone. Flo taught me it was better to get it out.

She taught me so much. And there still is so much left for her to show.

"I know." Damien replied. "It's so easy to see that. That she loves you too."

Does she?

I shook my head. "I don't know."

Damien pulled me into his chest, and for the first time in a very long time. I let my best friend hold me, cried all over his shirt.

I think maybe 5 hours went by and I hadn't heard anything. Damien was still her beside me, Finn and Dom too.

Seth and Becky were here earlier, but had to leave to get back to their daughter.

I was tapping my foot, reliving that moment she fell to her knees right in front of me, grabbing her stomach.

I could be sick.

"Hello, is my daughter here?! Flo?, or Florence?" A panicked woman was at the counter, a tall mature man behind her. "Is she alright? She was shot..." the woman was in a panic stage, crying and the man shaking.

Florence's parents?

I didn't even think about her family...

I know they didn't live near, they must have just gotten here. Who called them? The hospital or... Ricochet walked in, catching up to Florence's parents. He must have called them.

I heard the receptionist tell them she was in surgery and they slowly came towards the waiting room area.

I locked eyes with Ricochet, and he looked a little awkward. I didn't get the chance to talk to him, but I wanted to.

Standing up, Ricochet pointed me out to Flo's parents.

"This is Rhea, guys. Florence's, girlfriend." Ricochet actually introduced me to them.

They were as nice as could be. We all were. This wasn't the right way to meet each other at all. We both knew that, and seemed like we should wait and do this again another time.

I found my seat back beside Damien.

I couldn't imagine her parents right now...

Losing their son... now, possibly... I didn't even want to say it. Lose Flo.

That would destroy a couple...

A bit of time later, some police men and women showed up, and wanted to get some information. They talked to Damien and I, a few others about Jon and any possibility of where he might be now.

They really lost the fucker...

Ricochet came and sat beside me when Damien went to get us some food, it was nearly 6am here in Saudi Arabia. I doubt I'd be eating it though.

"I can't imagine how you're feeling." Trevor said. I looked to him, unsure of what he was doing right now. "I love her, Rhea." He said and I squinted at him. "Shes always going to be there for me, and I'm always going to be there for her. But I know, as much as I don't love it, I know you're going to be in her life from now on. I don't love her like you do, I never loved her so powerfully even when I had the chance to."

I listened silently to him, as he continued.

"I've been a dick. It's shit that it's taken something like this for me to realise how stupid I've been, but I just care about her. She's a great person, she doesn't deserve what's happening to her. She doesn't deserve us arguing. If you want Rhea, I'll forget about everything between us, and we can be civil."

He was speaking the truth. It was the most honest thing I've heard from his mouth. I nodded. "I agree."

"Great." He put a soft hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged it off with an annoyed look.

"Alright." He put his hands away. "I thought that was probably too much... I'll just be over there if you need me for anything."

I rolled my eyes as he walked to sit near Flo's parents again.

My phone vibrated in my back pocket, and I pulled it out, now just reading the messages I'd just received on Instagram.

natbynature: I'm praying for her, Rhea. I'm here for you.

zelinavegawwe: Update us when you can, Rhea. We are all praying for you.

I didn't reply, I didn't even know what words to say.

It actually made me tear up, realising I would have replied. 3 months ago, I'd write a snarky comment. Flo had a bigger influence on me than I knew.

I liked it.

I loved it.

Just once more...

Just once more I wanted to hold her. Kiss her. Just spend one more night with her. Caressing her soft skin. Washing her hair. Insulting her what are actually really cute pajamas. Telling her that I loved the shit out of her. Showing her that. Tell her how good she is to me.

I'd take her to Fiji... I'd take her surfing. Kiss her in the sun and help her keep the peace she deserved.

Just once more.