Torn Love

Twenty Seven-Aline

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Aline pov

I got to the hospital as fast as I could, the brothers stood outside of him room with a gloomy expression- I got scared for a second. Oh God Marquez! There was tears in Lopéz's eyes, he kept whispering some words to himself I can't seem to understand.

"Is umm.... m-marquez?umm is he-",

"Alfonso and Collin are with him, you can go in Aline". Pedro responded.

I heaved a long sigh and went inside. Marquez was laid on the bed with Collin checking in on his breathing while Alfonso was with him.

"When is he gonna wake up Collin?", I heard Alfonso asks worriedly.

"He will regain consciousness soon but he can't go home-",

"W-why?", I cut in, my voice was shaking.

"Aline you're here!". Alfonso remarked brightly to see me.

Of course I'm here.... Marquez needs me

"Marquez needs to be medicated", Collin explains, "His condition is getting so serious, he would've died if Alfonso wasn't quick-",

"Please don't say that- please". I whisper and touched Marquez face. Oh no he looks so vulnerable, he grew up building a concrete wall around himself and now his guard is down.

"If he wakes up, it's going to be hard to-",

"When".

Collin stared at Alfonso confused, "What?".

"When he wakes up not if". Alfonso corrected.

I like that he's so positive and hopeful..

"Of course! When Marquez wakes up, it's going to be hard to convince him to stay here for a few days before we leave for London".

"Oh that's no worry". Alfonso said. "Aline will convince him, he actually listens to nobody but her".

I was stunned but blush, I like the fact that I'm needed and special to him.

"Aline are you sure that you wanna go to London with Marquez?". Collin asks me unsure. "I mean we're going to be staying there till the surgery is done and I'm sure he's recovered fully......it can take up to three years at most".

I blink and took a deep breath. three years..

"Marquez needs me and I'm willing to stay with him even if it takes five years".

I noticed from the corner of my eyes Alfonso smiled at my reply. He wasn't expecting that.

"My brother chose you well, you Aline are going to be the older sister I never had".

I smiled at him.

I sat with Marquez after they were all gone. He was still unconscious which has me so scared and worried. Why hasn't he open his eyes yet? I just need him to want to fight this tumour.... he's strong and healthy as Collin said which will make it a bit easier but the will is what we need from him.

Marquez has gone through so much. Hell in fact. He never a proper unbringing and didn't have a good childhood to talk about. He lacked sleep too, always has his guards up in fear of what might happen if he doesn't turning him to a cold and distant man. He lacked comfort in his life until I came along, all his life was fighting and violence..... always trying to live and survive.

He was a victim.

I sniffed and didn't realize I already have tears in my eyes. I've so much love to give to him, so much comfort and peace too- everything he has lacked and didn't have.

I heard him sigh and let out a groan, he slowly opened his eyes and was numbed for a second.

"Bloody hell! Again?!".

"Marquez". I whisper relieved.

He looked at me, surprised I'm crying. "Did Collin say I'm dying tomorrow?is that it?".

"N-no-",

"Fuck! Why is there tears then?!".

He tried to jerk up aggressively,

"Marquez please don't! You're on drip".

"What the fuck?! Where the hell is Collin?".

"He's busy for now".

I raked his hair and gently laid him back to bed, "You need to take it easy with yourself, Collin said you almost died today".

He didn't respond but I continued.

"You will be here for a few days on medication and then we will depart for London later".

He turns to me, "We?".

"Yes we. Me, you and Collin".

"Hell no",

"Don't argue with me",

"Listen to me! I can't allow you to do this for me".

"I thought we already agreed on coming with you, Marquez please let me do this for you".

"You've a life here Aline! You've a job, friends and your mom too!".

"I already to Jenna about it, she sobbed but she will be fine....she has Jones with her and about my job, I already resigned".

He looked so upset. "You did what?!".

"I resigned".

"Why will you do that for me?", he whispers softening.

"It's not just about you, I think it's time for me to own my own agency..... I've the capability to do it and I know I can".

He smiles- proudly too.

"I need my phone", he says.

I picked his phone up from the table and passed it to him, he made a call.

"Martha I need you to write a one billion dollar cheque for me".

"For Aline of course".

I gasped loudly. What the fuck did I just hear?! I waited for him to end his call before bombarding him with questions.

"What did I just-",

"You want to own your agency, that capital would be enough wouldn't it?".

I was shocked and swallowed a lump in my throat. What?!

"Aline?say something, don't be lost again!". He snap me out of my daze.

"How can you easily- why would you do that for me?".

He was startled like I asked the most dumbest question from him,

"Because you need it". His tone was of mockery.

"I think I've enough money to start a small company for myself". I sigh. "Thank you Marquez but I can't accept that, it's simply too much!".

He stared at me. He looks insulted.

"Take it as an investment from me then".

"No I can't still, it's-",

"Damn it Aline! This is literally small compared to what you want to do for me! Why are you insulting me this much?", his tone sounded like a plea instead of an anger.

"What? I'm not insulting you, I just-",

He suddenly held his chest and groaned loudly, "Argh fuck!".

I was alarmed and held his arm, "Marquez are you okay? I'm so sorry".

"Sorry for yourself". He swept me off my feet bringing me to him on the bed.

"What are you doing?", I whisper trying not to blush.

"I love you Aline".

I kissed him passionately. "I love you too".

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