Drive

Chapter 27

I sob into Keenan's chest. It's really him. How did he get here? I thought he was dead? How am I going to tell Kaylee?

"How?" Is all I can manage when I pull away from our embrace. What about the funeral? I saw him in the casket. He wasn't breathing, his skin was ice cold.

He laughs, the blue of his eyes and the sweetness to his smile fading, replaced with black. His eyes are black now, his smile evil and grimaced.

"I was never dead." I feel my stomach drop. What?

"All those years, were a game. I just wanted sex, and instead you got fucking pregnant. I never wanted to be with you and I never wanted Kelly." What the hell?

"Kaylee." I correct him. He rolls his eyes.

"Whatever. When you thought I died, it was a setup to get away from you. It was a lot of fucking work, so I hope it hurt you like it was suppose to." Where's the Keenan I loved? The one who was so sweet? Who's this person, they look like Keenan, but it's not. This isn't my Keenan.

"You went through all the trouble to pretend you died, just so you could hurt me?" The tears are now pouring down my cheeks, hot and angry tears.

"Yes. I wanted to do something that would absolutely kill you inside, but since it didn't work I think I can make it hurt."

"What?" I barely choke out before his fist connects with my face. I let out a loud squeal, falling to the ground, hard and fast tears pouring down my cheeks. When I open my eyes, I see Harry. His fist is connecting with Keenan's jaw, over and over again. Keenan's mouth is bleeding and so is Harry's knuckles. I want to run to him, to thank him for saving me, but I have to stay away from Harry.

But as Keenan falls to the ground, and Louis hurries back into the room, I lose it. He kicks him in the stomach and I run, full force, to Harry and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Thank you." I whisper and he wraps me in his arms. He doesn't say a word when he slams my back against the wall, his face inches from mine.

"I believe you owe me something." Uh oh. "Let's make a deal." His voice is close to my ear, loud enough to hear over Keenan's moaning. "If you don't say anything, I'll kill him." I shake my head, I couldn't risk someone else seeing him kill Keenan. All the love I've built up for him these past years all came tumbling down into a pile of broken bricks. Each brick has a different sentence on it: "I love you, Alex" and "I'll marry you someday, you're the only one." All the words he led me to believe. Even though now, I know I was in love with idea of him, not actually him, doesn't mean I didn't really love him. We just weren't in love.

"Don't kill him." I whisper to Harry. He nods and pulls my back into his body, pressing a kiss to my temple. I need to run, get away from Harry, but now that he's holding me it's hard.

He lies on the floor, moaning. I feel a little guilty for not feeling any sympathy at all.

"Let him lay there, we're in a hospital." Harry says and I manage a chuckle, him wrapping his hand around mine.

"Can we talk? I mean, really talk." He asks. I need to deny him, tell him we have nothing to talk about and he needs to leave me alone. But what I need to do, is overpowered by what I want and that's why I'm following him to his car right about now.

"Where are we going?" I ask when I climb in. My daughter is in a hospital bed and I'm in Harry's car. What the hell.

"It's a suprise." He smiles and puts the car in reverse.

"What did you want to talk about?" I nervously ask, I know exactly what he wants.

"Us." I don't answer, instead I wait for him to continue. "Alex, I know you felt something when I kissed you. I did too, and I know you love him but I love you and I want to be with you. I want to wake up next to you and kiss you anytime I want and if you gave me a chance I could show you how much different it would be with me. Please." I knew this was going to happen, but I didn't imagine those words.