I've loved you forever

Chapter Six: Back to you

Desiree's POV

I led Connor by the hand to the car. Luckily, the doctors had said he didn't need rehab, and that he could just go home after he woke up from sedation.

"Remember, we still haven't finished our little 'session' just yet..." I told him seductively.

"Fuck yeah, I'm so bloody horny..." Connor pumped his fists. I have him a skeptical look.

"Honey, if you were in a coma, I don't think even I would give you a boner!" I joked.

Lately we'd been using fairly graphic words, but I guess that's what happens when you haven't had sex for over two months!

I practically sped on the freeway, I was desperate to get home.

"Babe, slow down. Because I won't be when I'm banging your brains out!" He yelled at me.

I sped up.

Finally we reached home, but we were quite disappointed because there was a little surprise party waiting for us when we got home, even though I could pretty much senses the bulge in Connor's jeans.

We celebrated as quickly as we could, but Jc and Ricky and Kian were really persistent in keeping us away from the bedroom.

And so was Trevor.

"You guys, it was a really nice party, but we're kinda burned out..." I blurted out. I hoped they'd believe me.

"Yep, sure." A voice replied sarcastically. "Ross? Why the fuck are you here?" I cried angrily.

"I came to see Connor, to apologise. Which is none of your business!" He yelled back.

"He is my fiancée, I think I have a right to know if my ex-boyfriend, who stabbed him, is at his coming-home party!" I sobbed, every time he was around I cried.

He just made me miserable. But there was something there, that old familiar spark we always had.

"Desiree, can I talk to you? Alone?" Ross asked as Connor was pulling me upstairs.

"Fine." I huffed, and he walked me outside, a worried look on his face.

"Desiree Santonia, will you not marry Connor, and marry me instead?" He asked.

I don't know who in any universe would say yes, but I wouldn't be telling my story if I was perfect.

"Yes. I don't know why, but yes." I nodded. Why? I have no idea.

He smiled and took my hand, and started to pull me towards the car.

"Hey, do you have a pen and some paper? I have to leave a note." I asked quietly.

He grabbed what I asked for and I began to write my tear-jerking note~

Dear Connor,

I am writing to you to tell you of the horrible pain that is etching away at my heart.

You will soon know what I've done.

I promise you, I did not leave you because I love Ross, I left you to protect you from him.

You don't know what he's capable of.

He is insane.

Please don't hate me, I will always love you deeply.

Love, Desiree. Xoxo

~

I had to write it, I couldn't just take off with Ross no explanation.

I left it on the doorstep.

All of a sudden I was violently thrown in the car by an angered Ross.