Elliot POV
“There’s more”, Theo says as he looks at me through the mirror. I frown, and Killian nods.
“No”, I say, and they stay quiet. Fuck.
“Hazel is with her right now”, Killian says, and I place both my hands, covering my eyes. For fuck sake. Fucking great. My evil bitch of an ex and my fiancé together. What the actual fuck.
Theo keeps driving through the traffic in Manhattan, and all I keep thinking is, what the fuck were they thinking to go to a fucking strip club? I know it's only female strippers there, but still, fuck my life. I open my eyes, and I sit up straight.
“When did she get back?” I ask, and Killian passes me his phone. I start looking, and I take a deep breath. Fucking great I have been so distracted by Hazel that I have stopped tracking that bitch. I shake my head, pass the phone back to Killian, and grab my own from my pocket.
“What the fuck was she thinking?” I shou
Hazel POV “Hazel, you need to wake up”, Ashley says, and I open my eyes. I look at her, and I realise we are still in her living room in the made-up beds. God, how much did I have to drink yesterday? I scratch my head and stretch on the bed as Ashley looks at me with concern plastered all over her face. “Is everything okay?”, I ask as I sit up; she bites her lower lip and then shakes her head. “Have you had any news from Elliot?”, she asks, and when I look around, I can see Theo hugging Everly while she is on her phone and Killian standing in the back of the room with his arms crossed in front of his chest. I shake my head slowly as I move around, trying to find my phone. When I find it, I touch the screen, and it lights up. No notifications. Nothing. “What is going on? Where is Elliot?”, I ask, and both Theo and Killian look down. Fuck. If they don’t know, how am I supposed to know? “How long has he been missing?”, I ask, and Theo looks at hi
Hazel POV “He’s not here”, I say, walking out of the bedroom. “Not here”, Theo says as he walks out of the office. We have looked everywhere here, and he’s not home. The doorman hasn’t seen him either. I shake my head, flopping on the couch, resting my head on the back and closing my eyes. “Where are you, Elliot?”, I whisper to myself. Theo sits next to me, passing me a glass with an amber liquid. “A bit early to be drinking, isn’t it?”, I ask, and he shrugs. “I haven’t been to bed yet, so technically not really”, he says, and I shrug, taking a sip of the content, and I shrug my nose as it burns all the way down my throat towards my stomach. “This is horrible”, I say, and he smiles slightly. His phone starts ringing, and he shifts on the couch, taking it out of his jeans pocket. “Yes
Elliot POVI open my eyes and immediately regret doing so, closing them immediately. The headache strikes, sending a feeling of nausea down to my stomach, and I feel like I’m going to be sick. Shit. Where the fuck am I. I look around, trying to find something familiar, but I can’t find anything. I don’t recognise where I am. I move slowly, and I can smell something sweet, like flowers. But I still don’t know where I am. How much did I have to drink?Memories of what happened come rushing and knock me out to the floor. I am on my knees, hugging my stomach as I empty it. I look at the carpeted floor now has a massive stain with my alcohol-filled sick. Whoever owns this place will need a fucking professional carpet cleaner and a fucking decorator to paint those walls. The pint is washed off, and the painting of the wall are fucking terrible.I m
Hazel POVElliot has been home almost one day and hasn’t woken up yet. He has been having some nightmares, I assume, and he screams and kicks on the bed. His eyes moved rapidly under his eyelids. I haven’t been able to sleep as I keep watching him. The doctor said he was extremely dehydrated, and she put him on fluids via IV and now, I am here, sitting on the bed next to the man I love while he says another woman’s name in his dreams.“Andrea”, he whispers, and I feel my stomach twisting and turning. Theo told me he wasn’t with her while they were together, but who can guarantee that they weren’t together after that when he left Theo and Killian and disappeared on his own?I stand up, put down my book on the bedside table, walk into the adjacent bathroom and get the flannel wet again before walking back to bed and sitting on my knees while I place the flannel on Elliot&rsq
Hazel POV “Why is everyone telling me to be patient, and to trust him, and to be open-minded, but no one tells me anything? I am scared, I don’t know what to expect, and I keep having this bad feeling that I am going to lose him,” I blurt out, and Everly shakes her head while she breaks some eggs into a bowl. “He would never hurt you on purpose”, she says, and I shake my head as I place it between my hands. Everly and Theo left not long after I finished eating and had a small nap. I really needed it, and now I feel a little bit better after having a shower. I walk back into the bedroom to find Elliot sitting on the edge of the bed without the IV on his arm. His body glowing from the sweat, but he is still sweating a lot; maybe his body trying to get rid of the toxins from the drugs. I still can’t believe he used heroin. I shake my head slightly, pushing those thoughts away. “Doc just left”, he says, and I nod as I walk past him wrapped in the fluffy white towel. I walk into the d
Elliot POV“He was two years old, I was working late, and Andrea kept calling me, she needed to go to work, but I got stuck on a lookout, and I couldn’t even answer my phone, so she decided to take Heath to the safe house so she could go to work”, I let out as Hazel nods her head “There was always someone there that would look after him, he was the only baby at the time, and everyone wanted a baby cuddle”, she nods again. I can’t believe I am actually talking about this. This is the first time in ten years that I am talking about Heath and about Andrea.“Problem is that she was high. She thought I was going to be home before she left, so she used”, I let out. I can tell Hazel was taken aback by this as she rested a hand on top of mine as her eyes met mine. Those beautiful and caring eyes look right back into my soul.“She was in an accident, and he died, he die
Hazel POV“Are you ready?” I hear Elliot asking through the door. I look at myself in the mirror and realise I have been through so much in the last few months that signing this contract is nothing compared to what I have been through. I smile politely and open the door, already faking the smile I will be presenting to Killian.I have a strange feeling that he doesn’t like me, I don’t know why, but the way he looks at me sends shivers down my spine; his cold blue eyes always seem like he is planning my death. I hate the way he looks at me, and it really freaks me out; the man is massive and never speaks. I honestly don’t know what Ashley saw in him. She is a plus-size beauty, and he looks like a beast. They are the true definition of beauty and the beast.“You look beautiful,” Elliot says, kissing me on the top of my head as he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me clo
Hazel POV“Wake up, sleepy head”, I hear Ashley says as she opens the thick curtains from the hotel room. I cover my head with the blankets in protest. “Come on, and breakfast is ready”, she says, pulling the blankets away from me.“Argh, why?” I let out in frustration opening my eyes. She smiles at me from the end of the bed.“Today is an important day, and we have so much to do, so come on, breakfast is ready”, she says again, and I move on the bed, hanging my legs. Slowly I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom. When the bright light turns on, I flinch in pain. Headache. I think I had too much to drink last night. I know not a great idea to get drunk the day before your wedding day, but well, I did.I put my hair up into a ponytail and wash my face before walking back out and into the small dining room area we share between our rooms. This is like an ap