His Only

Chapter 42

Meanwhile In Italy...

The feeling of your oxygen been limited, you're eyes don't seem to open, you're body is too tired to react, You're head is a rotating mess, And the worst part of it is when the hyperventilating kicks in,

Ricardo woke up feeling death near him, He looked around with his eyes filled with tears, unable to get a voice out he reached for the glass of water near his bed stand, he looked and felt fear creep in just by the struggle it took for him to reach the water,

All efforts fell when the glass took 4 seconds to fall out of his loosened, weak grip. He rolled out of bed seeing his phone across the room, With a loud thud and not noticed he had reached the end of the bed Ricardo felt pain struct in his hips,

He couldn't see anything around him, but he knew he was alone. He ended up curling himself when he felt the cold ground freeze his sides. This was where he knew he was going to die.

Alone and afraid.

He tried to hit and make a noise for some help or atleast a face, dying alone had been his fear. To go into eternal sleep without getting a last word out was one thing he hoped wouldn't ever happen to him.

'I deserve this'

He told himself, all he's done was hurt people, make people dislike him, killed people, even though it was with good reasons he knew he should've tried helping their cause but he only took the easy way out with things, but his worst guilt of all,

'Take me as you wish god but please let me see her. Please let me hold her in my arms again, Please allow me one last word with her' he prayed to whatever god that requested his soul.

His breathing decreased until he could feel everything leaving him, He gave a sad silent cry knowing his final wish wouldn't be granted. He coughed out the rest of his breath roughly accepting his fate.

'I never got to tell you Amour but I will always love you, even if you don't love me back' his last words were thought before he accepted his death.

The door burst open, Marcus ran to his side holding him up. Marcus has been through this before with Emily. She's one to have trauma from her past given her sudden panic attacks once in a while,

Marcus only held Ricardo, hugging him in a brotherly manner,

"It's alright Ric. I'm here. I won't leave" he kept repeatedly saying, encouraging Ricardo to come into reality,

"STAP OUT OF IT! TAKE CONTROL" he screamed to help Ricardo look up at him,

"I'm right here Ric. No one is here just me" he told Ricardo hugging him closely, Marcus felt Ricardo take in a deep breath, the crying had died down, but he still had hiccups in him.

Marcus looked down to find that Ricardo had somewhat fallen asleep again, He looked around him and found it almost impossible to move from under him,

"chiama mia moglie" _call my wife_ he screamed to the men outside the room door,

Within seconds Emily ran through the door, she looked confused at Marcus. Knowing his wife will stress out more he calmly advised her to grab the pillow from the bed and hand them over to him. With Emily's help he moved from under Ricardo safely and switched it with the pillows, Laying the blanket on him Marcus backed away,

"what happened?" Emily asked in a whisper,

"panic attack" he answers casually trying to figure out the reason behind it,

Marcus had known Ricardo since they were 8, he knew Ricardo's past, and also knew it was much calmer than Emily's. Meaning for him to go into a panic attack was no reason, if at all he would consider Ricardo's only problem from childhood was without having a mother to look over him, and a father who was rarely home.