HIGHEST RANK: #74 in Biker
ZAYNE'S POV:
"She has innocent, little, demons inside her eyes. And they recklessly play with matches....I've never seen sparks so beautiful" I smiled, my eyes following her movements, every second.
BLAZE'S POV:
"I...
I was in school, sitting in the libary reading one of my favourite books 'The Notebook' when the librarian called me. She looked at me with a worried face.
"Your sister is in hospital. Ricardo will pick you up shortly" She spoke, worriedly.
I smiled widely, my sister is in labour! I rushed to the reception to see Ric pulling up in the driveway. I hopped in.
"Hey Ric! She's in labour, right?" I squealed excitedly. For the first time I was happy. I wasn't sad. We rushed to the hospital and Ricardo pulled me in a private room.
"Why...are we here?" I queried. His eyes began glistening. My god, he was crying. I felt my smile fade away.
"She...She was attacked. She's in coma. The baby has life changing injuries, but she's awake" Ricardo spoke, nearly whispered.
My breathing hitched, and my voice broke as I asked. "Can I hold her...?"
I followed Ricardo to Bree's room. She had bruises on her head and cuts everywhere. I covered my mouth, tears blurring my eyes. I wanted to scream, oh god how I wanted to scream but nothing came out. I was finding it difficult to breathe. I was losing my sister. I didn't want to. I heard a gurgling sound and I stopped in my tracks. I went over to the little cot, smiling in relief at the baby.
"It's a girl" I smiled. I noticed Ricardo had walked out so I picked up the baby. She began crying. My heart ached for this little girl. I cradled her in my arms and watched as she stopped crying. I walked around the room slowly with her. She looked at me with her big green eyes. Her small, rosy lips smiling at me. I smiled at her and put my index finger on her nose.
"What are we going to call you?" I whispered, thinking.
"You can choose a name, Bree wanted you to choose" Ricardo answered. I looked up at him, my gaze then flickered back at the bundle of joy, wrapped into my arms.
"Y'know, it's a miracle she survived" The nurse smiled.
Miracle. What a beautiful name. My Miracle. She IS a Miracle. She would be taking Ricardo's name as he is her father. Miracle Darling Angelo, that's what I'll call you.
"I want to name her Miracle. Miracle Darling" I muttered.
Ric chuckled. "Then that's what we'll call her" I decided to walk around with her, it would take things off my mind. I went to the park, where the sun was setting, pushing little Miracle in her buggy. I sat down on a bench, thinking about everything that had been going on. I knew EXACTLY who did this, I was going to seek my revenge. I won't back down without a fight. Trust me. That's a promise. And when I make a promise, I never ever break it. Then again, promises are made to be broken.
