Victoria He went over and opened it then went inside and I hesitantly followed behind, leaving the door open purposely so that if I needed to run, it'd be very easy to escape. He instantly sat on my bed and patted the spot next to him, to which I walked over and sat as far away from him on my bed as possible."You're acting like you're afraid of me." He pointed out, pulling his phone out of his pocket and dropping it onto the mattress."Why did you come over?" I asked, changing the subject instantly and he didn't seem to notice as a smirk began forming on his face."I just wanted to see you." His eyes trailed down my body slowly as he said this and now, I was more uncomfortable than when he first walked in here."Oh, well you've seen me." I said jokingly out loud, but I was very serious inside of my head. He chuckled, reaching his hand out and grabbing mine.He pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arm around my waist and I instantly shot up and took a step away."I have to use the
Victoria "You don't have to do this, Milo." I said carefully, keeping my hands in front of me and he chuckled darkly."This isn't some type of movie, Rhee. You don't get to say those things and walk away freely in the end." He replied and I knew that he was right."We can go back inside and talk about this." I tried negotiating but he started coming toward me angrily and I instantly nodded vigorously."I'll get in. I'll get in." I told him quickly, moving toward the car and he made me get into the driver's side as he slipped into the passenger's seat and I wondered why the hell Landon hadn't shown up yet. "Now drive." He said after starting the car and I sighed, pulling away from the curb. "You messed everything up!"He slammed his fists onto the dashboard angrily before aiming the gun back at me again. I drove down the street and he stared at me with the most evil look I had ever seen on a person. It scared me that I hadn't seen this before, thinking everyone around me had a good h
Victoria Was I going to die or something? That was the only time that was said to have happened. Well I mean...I really shouldn't be asking that question considering death was sipping his coffee - patiently waiting for me.After a while we pulled away and he nodded once before turning and going over to his car. He waited for me to shut the door first, then he got into his car and backed out of the driveway, speeding down the street like he always did.I locked the doors and windows then checked the house for some reason before taking a bath and throwing myself onto my bed. Today was a really long day for sure. But it wasn't necessarily a bad day. I mean, aside from Milo trying to kill me, I actually had a really good day today.I grabbed my phone and upon turning it on, I saw that I was getting a lot of messages from people, talking about the article from earlier. Some people were asking if it were true, others said that they didn't believe it while the majority criticized me for 'st
VictoriåThe day passed by pretty quickly and soon, an entire week of the same routine and the same events followed. It was now Friday night and I hadn't seen or heard from neither Mia nor Landon. I was beginning to become worried as neither of them were picking up my calls.Right now I laid in my room, clutching my side tightly as I was in extreme pain. A cloth soaked with the blood I had coughed up laid next to my head and I sighed, wiping away my tears before getting up.In order to calm nyself, my mind recited the lyrics of some of my favorite songs, trying desperately to take my mind off of the horrible pain that was taking ahold of my body currently. My body grew weaker and weaker with every passing minute and I took a second in order to steady myself. I made my way into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, aware that my health was deteriorating rapidly.I reached for my brush, running it through my hair and watching as handfuls fell out with each stroke. A tear slo
Victoria "Just a regular day in my life." I said, grabbing the ointment from inside of the kit and beginning to apply it to his arm."You're going back to the hospital." He told me firmly, no tone behind his voice and I pursed my lips."To do what, Landon? Die there, surrounded by strangers?" I asked and he stared back at me emotionlessly like he always did, trying to figure me out. "That's not what I want." I finished quietly, moving onto another burn at the bottom of his stomach."Tomorrow." He mentioned after some time had passed, changing the subject and I smiled at how good he was getting at this. My smile only widened as I knew what he was implying."You remembered?" I asked, using the mirror behind him to apply the cream onto the burns on his back and he just nodded once. "I don't know what to do." I told him, finishing up and beginning to pack everything away."Come on." He said, walking to the doorway once I was finished and I followed him, confused. He walked all the way do
VictoriåI got dressed and as requested, packed a swimsuit. I had no clue as to what we were doing today, but all I know is that I'm definitely ready. I grabbed my phone and went over to my window as I heard his engine outside. I turned the lights in the house off on my way downstairs, grabbing an apple on the way out before going outside and locking the front door behind me. I watched as Landon got out of his car wearing a casual black t-shirt and jeans. He shut the door on his side before walking around and leaning against his car. He suddenly snapped his fingers and the door of an SUV was opened and suddenly, his men were unloading gifts from inside while my jaw was probably on the ground as I looked at them.There were small boxes, medium sized boxes as well as some huge boxes. Then one of them walked over with a bouquet of white roses, handing it to me before walking away and I looked at Landon skeptically."I told you I didn't want anything." I told him and he nodded once."Wel
Victoria "Miss Rhee." Theo said from on the boat, reaching a hand out to take mine. I took it and he helped me to steadily step onto the Yacht. "Happy Birthday." He smiled and I laughed softly."Thanks a million, Theo." I replied and he motioned for me to follow him.The inside of this boat was as luxurious as they came and he showed me around, pointing out that Landon paid a lot of money for those ships. It made me wonder what he needed huge cargo ships for- Oh my God!"Drugs." I said out loud and Theo turned toward me, confused at first because I just randomly blurted out the word. Then he laughed as he realized what had happened and I looked away in embarrassment. "Oops?""You are most definitely one of a kind, Miss Rhee. Do enjoy your day." He said, shaking his head as he headed toward the door and I smiled."Bye." I said before walking over to the railing and looking out at the ocean in front of us.To my surprise, the boat started moving as soon as I shut my eyes and when I loo
Victoria"I wanted to become a mechanic, you know? I love fixing cars more than anything else and I wanted to own a shop one day." I spoke as I stared up at the sky.I was currently sitting in the clear waters of the ocean, surrounded by nothing but water and Landon sat across from me, listening. It always felt good to have someone that would listen to anything I had to say. "You will." He replied emotionlessly and I looked over at him."You'll break your own heart by holding onto that false hope." I said, shaking my head as I smiled slightly. The sun kissed Landon's skin perfectly, making it glisten. His tattoos were always better in the sunlight and droplets of water fell from his wet hair trickled down his face. His eyes slowly came up to meet mine and it felt as though my breathing stopped when he looked at me. He slowly stood, water draining off of his shirtless body before he reached down for my hand. As soon as I gave it to him, he pulled me up which caused me to lose my bala
Landon"That's how I met her."His eyes glistened as they looked back at me, a look of curiosity washing across his face. His eyes drifted toward the water, then made their way back up to mine. "My mommy?" His little voice asked, a smile growing on his face as he thought about her and I nodded. "I miss her." He looked down and I rolled my eyes."What have I taught you?" I questioned, staring back at him emotionlessly and he nodded."No weakness." He said and I nodded, standing up. He got up as well, looking at me for a while before he hugged my legs tightly. He wasn't like me. No matter how much I tried training him to not show emotion, he always seemed to do the opposite. He was like her in every way. The excessive kindness, the everyday happiness and the random affection. He'd hug everyone and everything in his path and there was no stopping him. His eyes were a greenish grey and his hair was dark and he had most of my features"Come on." I told him, placing my hand on his head. H
LandonI stared at the painting in front of me, wondering how I got to this point. The house felt empty now. There was nothing to come home to other than our son. I couldn't even sleep in our bedroom anymore. Her things there had stayed the same. Her blanket was still in the same spot she left it and everything there smelled like her.Everytime I looked at the baby I saw her, hating the fact that she wasn't here to help me. I didn't get any sleep as he constantly needed to be fed or changed and I had to do this all on my own. I didn't trust anyone to care for him, knowing that he was the last thing I had gotten from her. No one knew what he looked like. I kept him hidden from people that were just looking for another story. I got off of the chair and walked up the stairs to his room. As I entered, I found that his big green eyes were now opened and he was just moments away from crying. His legs kicked the air as he laid on his stomach, his hands grabbing at the blanket. I watched her
Victoria The door opened again and I looked up to find Landon walking in, his eyebrows arched more than usual and I knew that he was angry. "What's wrong?" I asked, pulling the blanket further up onto my body and he looked at me."I can't do this." He shook his head almost frustratedly. I pointed to the chair next to my bed and he stood there for a while before sighing and running a hand through his hair. He came over and sat, crossing his arms over his chest and I knew he was trying to suppress his emotions.I motioned for him to lean closer before cupping his face in my hand, my arm too weak to even lift properly. I stroked his cheek with my thumb and gave him a small smile."You have your whole life ahead of you, Landon," I paused, another sharp pain hitting me in my chest. "You have to move on, okay? For me.""No." He replied curtly, his tone dark and I sighed, expecting nothing less from him."Landon, you can't hold onto this forever. You'll torture yourself." "No, Victoria."
Victoria I laid on the bed, looking at the ceiling blankly. A tear rolled down my cheek as I finally allowed myself to cry because I was alone. There was no one around to be strong for. I was in so much pain. My brain screamed for it to just end and I sniffled as another tear fell. The surgery was scheduled just mere minutes away as they didn't want to risk me passing and the baby dying as well. I knew that this was it. It had to be.There was this bitter taste in my mouth as I laid there. The only sound heard was the beeping of the monitor and my breathing which was loud due to the oxygen mask. They had prepared me for surgery already and my friends were here. They'd be allowed to come in soon to say their final goodbyes and it was this moment that made me realize that I didn't want to go. I prayed and hoped that by some miracle I'd survive this but I knew better. There was no way.Landon was outside making a call and I wiped away my tears quickly as the door opened. Mia and the o
Victoria I was still strong despite my condition. My body was weak and my stomach was heavy but I still managed to build enough strength to walk. It was hard, but I didn't mind. At least I was still around for now. I was supposed to be moving around in a wheelchair but frankly, that just made me feel worse. I continued to do interviews and there were tons of articles covering my life. Even the news kept up with it because it was genuinely a really rare thing to happen. I wanted to see the ocean before I went to the hospital, knowing that this would be the last time I see the world.He walked back into the Living Room a while later and turned the TV on for me. Then he handed me the Jello Cup with a spoon and a napkin before he sat on the other couch and opened his laptop. He buried himself neck deep in work and I ate with my eyes shut, listening to the TV."Let's go to the park." I suggested randomly and he looked up from the screen.He shut his laptop and took it with him as he walk
VictoriåMonths laterToday was December 23rd, one day away from Landon's birthday. One day away from the end. I was surprised that I had made it this long. I laid in bed, my eyelids too heavy to lift. The oxygen mask on my face had been a constant thing since last month, as I couldn't really breathe on my own for more than an hour at a time.I was in more pain than I had ever been in, in my entire life. My stomach was huge now and my body was too weak to even handle its weight. I was already dealing with the pain of my cancer and the constant kicking and punching going on in there wasn't really helping.Tomorrow was the surgery. The baby would be here at just eight and a half months and that wasn't too bad. Definitely not preterm. I just prayed that everything went well. I knew the chances of me surviving this were literally zero and that was okay in my book. I knew that Landon was physically prepared.Over time he'd grown into a really great guy. He did everything for me before I ev
LandonI ran a hand through my hair as I sat in my bedroom, not knowing what anxiety felt like but if I had to make a guess, this would be it. She was out, spending time with her friends and I was on edge the entire time.The air around me smelled like Coconut and Vanilla, a scent I'd grown rather accustomed to. My dresser was now filled with her things; various different products which contributed to the room's scent. I got up, walking to the door and grabbing a shirt on the way out. I pulled it over my head as I descended the stairs, going to the kitchen. I sat behind the counter and checked my phone, seeing as there were still no calls or texts from her."Boss. Permission to speak?" Theo asked from behind me, staying where he was."Granted." I replied, taking a sip from my drink and listening as he approached."Mister Santos is outside." "My office." I got up, walking out of the kitchen and going into my office. I sat behind my desk just as they walked in. He hadn't changed much
She didn't need to tell me that. She made her decision a long time ago. I sighed, taking her hands off of my face and bringing them to my lips. "I want, what you want." I said and she smiled, smacking my cheek."Thank God. Because you didn't actually have a choice." She replied jokingly. She opened her arms, scooting to the edge of the bed and hugging me tightly. "What if I'm not a good father?" I asked nonchalantly as I placed my head in her neck and she breathed out a small laugh."Nobody's perfect." She tried reassuring me and I held her tightly, knowing what was to come in a few months."Would you hate me?" I questioned further and her arms around my neck tightened slightly."You're my wife, Landon. I can't hate you." She assured me and somehow, I felt better about everything. She managed to drag me into something new each month. Things I didn't think were possible for me suddenly began happening and I couldn't complain. "Now help me to the bathroom so I can let all of this hosp
LandonI sat, staring at her sleeping face as she laid on the hospital bed again. There was an oxygen mask on her face to help her breathe and even then her breathing was shallow. She had been asleep for a few hours and showed no signs of waking up any time soon.I took her hand, looking down at the ring on her finger. Her skin was pale now, every little scar she had turning purple. Her long eyelashes casted shadows on her cheeks. She looked peaceful as she slept and I sighed, leaning back in my seat.For the first time in my life, I felt hopeless. I could only watch as she got worse and I couldn't do anything about it. I was tired of seeing her in this room for weeks at a time. Tired of seeing her in pain everyday. She couldn't die. There was no way things would ever be the same without her. There'd be nothing to look forward to every day; nothing to look forward to in the future. No more excited smiles when I visited, no more late nights listening to her dreams, no more buying her