Love Conquers All

Chapter Twenty

Philip's POV

As soom as my feet hit ground I took George from Pop's arms and lay him down gently. Tears run down my cheeks and I sob against his chest. My hands go to his hair and I pull him close. He's still warm. Why is he still warm?

" Im so sorry.... George I'm so so so so sorry. " I choke out the words and hug him tightly. I press my lips against him and sob into it. 

I figured it out. I know why I said what I said,one; Im a jerk, and two; the promise.  That god forbidden stupid promise.

I never want to have to live with your ass as a partner ever again.

Partners. Thats what a relationship is. Its trust,love, and having someone as an equal is. George was my parenter. We got to close in a diffrent way and the magic took over. It made me say those things.

Maybe they were things I was holding up. Maybe things I've thought about before. Or maybe they were pulled from his mind. His worst fears come true. His flaws spat like poison from my mouth.

Thats what those words were.  Poison.  They slowly ate away at his mine and killdd him painfully. It's what made him do it.

It's my fault. This entire thing is my fault.

"Baby please, please come back. I need you. " I kiss his forehead.  If your as smart and amazing as much as I know you are, you know what I know. You know that I hate myself right now. I would've rather died then you. I love you too much."

"Philip. We can't do anything." Dad sighs and puts his hands on the table. His shoulders launch over and he shakes. Pop's rubs his back and hugs him tightly .

"You-You've brought people back before!" I protest. Why is his skin so hot? I put my hands to his cheeks and they're flushed. "What the hell?.."

"That was because there was thousands of years between them and Alex is my mate. " He growls and snaps at me." I cant do it with George, I'm sorry.'

"He's warm. " I mutter and sniffle.  I slowly put a shaking hand over the wound in his chest and cock my head.

"Dead people aren't warm Philip.  They're cold. " Pop's sighs and whispers something to Dad.

"But he's warm. Come look at him." Dad sighs dramatically and looks at him. He stops in his tracks and his eyes widen.

"What?.." Dad sinks next to me. He carefullu reaches a hand out and brushes over George's skin. My teeth grindand I snarl. The next thing I know is dad's landing on the couch with wild eyes." Alright don't touch him. A good rule of thumb."

I turn back to George and put his head in my lap. I press gentle kisses to his forehead and mutter comforting things against it softly. My thumbs rub soothing circles into his skin and slowly I watch his fingers twitch. I smile and press another kiss to his lips.

"There you go baby doll." I smile and hug him tightly as I pull him into a sitting position. " Come back to me."

"I love you.'

His eyes flutter open and he groans. His arms lift up slowly and looks around grogily for a minute. "Where's Philip... I heard Philip's voice..."

"Im right here George. " I assure and rub his back.  Every little scar is perfect. Every little scar tells a story. A survival story. And I'm here to listen about each one like I was there for the new one in his chest.

He gives a tired smile and hand goes to my cheek.  He's tired. I can tell, the way hes holding himself and fighting to stay awake. He rubs a soothing motion with his thumb and brushes underneath my eye.

"Hey there...."He whispers.

"Hey baby. " I kiss his cheek. He turns his head and meets my lips. I smile and melt into it happily.  His arms slide around my waist and he hugs me lovingly and gently.  His lips move against mine slowly and lovingly.

No harsh nips.

No rushes touches.

His lips move against mine lovingly and he rubs soothing circles into my side.

"I love you too Philip Hamilton.  So much." His eyes study mine and he gives a bright smile with glowing bronze eyes.