Chapter 8 (sadness warning)

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It starts raining and it gets horribly windy.

"Enrique, you have to get us home. I can't bare the thought of you being dead. I never could.", I say seriously.

"Baby, I want you to live too! If one of us lives, I want it to be you.", Enrique says.

Enrique holds me in his arms and hits the gas. I hold him tighter than I have ever held anything or anyone in my whole life.

We get into the sights of other boats and Miami. A bolt of lightning strikes the steering wheel and Enrique loses control of the boat. We crash into the beach and Enrique is out of my sight, I miss him already. If he dies, I die. It might not be a physical death, but I will shut down if he isn't here. I would be so depressed. Everything goes black.

One week later

I wake up and the first thing I do is look for Enrique. Why is it so white in here? what happened? Why am I here?

"Hello, Ms.(L/n), I have some good news and some bad news. Which would you like to hear first?", the doctor says.

"Good news please."

"Your boyfriend is in the next room over and you can visit him whenever you want and we are almost done fixing him."

"Bad news?"

"He is in a coma. Feel free to try to communicate with him."

The doctor walks out and I fall to the floor and sob uncontrollably. I get up and walk to Enrique's room. He is attached to so many machines. I walk over to him and kiss him. As if on cue, he wakes up and kisses me back. I don't know how I did it, but I'm happy for him to be alive and awake.

"Baby, I will always love you. Even in death, I will love you.", Enrique says weakly.

"Enrique, stop talking about death. I need you to live, baby.", I say in tears.

"(Y/n), cheer up. I'm not planning on dying. They said I'm almost fixed."

"Yeah. They need to fix you faster. I'm missing you."

"I'm right here, babe."

"No. I mean your dick."

"Well, I miss you too."

Enrique pulls me into his bed and he kisses me furiously, as if he may never kiss my lips again. I feel a little something against my leg.

"Enrique. When we get home.", I say in a teasing voice.

The doctor walks in.

"How did you wake him? We thought he would never wake up again.", the doc says.

"I don't know. I just kissed him and he woke up.", I say.

"Wow. That's a miracle."

"Yeah, at least I get to keep my baby. If anyone else got her, I would be furious. Seriously, I would.", Enrique says.

"I wouldn't be able to stand the thought of sleeping around with anyone but you, Enrique.", I say kissing him again.

"Enrique, you seem like you have a few health issues. You can both stay here, Enrique will have to be here for another week.", the doc says.

"Why? I have songs to record. I have a music video I have to shoot. At least I get to be here with Y/n.", Enrique says.

"I love that new song, Enrique. Súbeme La Radio is great. I can't wait until you release it.", I say happily because I was the first to hear the song.

"You are coming with me to film it."

"Yes, baby, I will go. It sounds like fun."

"Ahem! You, Mr.Iglesias, are going nowhere.", The doc says.

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