Still Holding On

Chapter Twenty

A/N real quick: It's hard to type at the moment because I tore the skin between my pinky and my ring finger on my right hand and it goes even lower than that. But anyways what that means is that I've had the tear glued together and the two fingers are taped together to help it heal. So my updates may be a little slower and there may be a few more spelling errors than you're used to seeing.

I walk back in the house covered in blood once more before turning to the staircase. She isn't here. She's finally came to terms with what she wants.... and it's not me. I sigh and shake my head as I head upstairs to my room. I never expected less of her. She'll always follow her heart and her heart belongs to him. So... if it makes her happy then I need to save him. Because I can't see her heart broken. I just can't. I walk to my shower and start to peel my blood stained clothes off. Ivan has been taking all of Ric's attention nowadays so that will be useful to our plan at least. 

I wake up and turn to see Rose is still sleeping. She's gorgeous and she's probably hungry. I smile as I kiss her cheek before getting up to put on my grey sweats. I walk downstairs to the kitchen and start to make waffles for Rose. I put extra butter on them and syrup with whip cream as well as blueberries. Perfect. I then make her orange juice and place them on the bar before heading upstairs to our room. "Kitten wake up." I whisper gently as I shake her body and she whines. "Alek, five more minutes." She whines and I gently kiss her ear. "I made breakfast for you." I whisper and she giggles. "Okay, okay, I'm up." She replies and I smile as I allow her to get up. She goes to the closet and I watch her put on some yoga pants as well as a grey tank top. "Good for training?" She asks and I nod as I stand. "We'll train in a few hours. I want you to study for the SAT's first." I tell her and she nods as she follows me downstairs while grabbing some hair ties off her nightstand. 

She sits at the bar of the island and I place her food in front of her. She immediately smiles happily and starts to dig in. "Alek!" Art yells and I sigh. "I'll be right back, kitten. Give me a minute." I tell her and she nods for me to go ahead before I run up to his room. "What is it?" I ask and he turns to me while he starts to button his white suit. "We need to start ordering the guns here. We start the plan tomorrow. Ric will be at his weakest then and everyone will be ready." He tells me and I nod. That reminds me. "Did you find Ivan?" I ask and he smirks. "He's in position. Just be ready." He assures me and I nod. I have to make sure Rose stays here tomorrow. That'll be difficult. "I'll be ready." I tell him and walk out. How am I going to convince her to stay? 

I continue eating and drink my orange juice as Alek's pounding feet come down the stairs. He walks in the kitchen and smiles at me. "Kitten, we have to go get some guns and ammo tomorrow for the plan. We'll probably be gone all day. Would you stay here and look after Tony? Dita is going to be out getting medication for him." He explains and I nod. Sounds easy enough. "I'll be fine Alek. When are you actually going to execute the plan though?" I ask and he sighs. "Next week." He answers and I nod. Sounds good. I'll have enough time with him. I need more time. I just really need it. 

I groan internally at the thought of lying to her and smile through my pain. Rose smiles back and puts her dishes in the sink before heading into the living room. I silently watch her study from the doorway and see her scrunch her nose as she reads. I love her little twitches. It's hard to believe I may lose everything tomorrow. But at least if I lose it then she'll be safe. She'll be happy eventually and our baby will have a mother that loves and cares for him. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I slowly walk outside. "Alek. I have Dita with me now. Do you still want us to move ahead?" Nik asks and I smirk. "Yes. Continue with the plan." I tell him and he sighs. "I hope you don't make an enemy of Artan for this." He whispers and hangs up. I know what he means. I place my phone in my pocket and sigh deeply. I hope that Art will forgive me for this.