EPHRAIM If I had even a miniscule of a doubt about what they meant to each other, it vanished as I watched Antonio fussing over sleeping Erica. We were in a hospital since last seven hours. The dawn was about to break over the horizon but Antonio was still aggravated even after the doctors told him that she was out of danger and all her vitals were good. When we had reached the hospital, the female doctor hadn’t paid heed to Antonio as she had checked Erica like any other patient and told the nurses to wheel her into a public emergency room. I knew how close Antonio was to strangling the doctor in front of everyone so I had managed to stall him long enough to have Doctor Mackles— which was on a retainer for us, and was available whenever for whatever we needed from him, arrive at the premises. Doctor Mackles treated Erica, aware of Antonio’s reputation and how much the situation was affecting him— the way he vibrated with tense energy, he had taken his time and put her on ventilat
ANTONIO I don't want to lose her. Ephraim’s words were rattling around my mind and all I could think was that I don’t want to lose her. Even the thought made bitterness and a hollow feeling fill me up like one by one my organs would shut down if it became a possibility. And yet I still couldn’t come up with a solution. I knew Ephraim was right and I knew I made a mistake by sending these pictures and keeping her in the dark when I was moving forward with my plans. But the question remains, haunting me and poisoning my heart with guilt, how could I possibly let go of something that had driven me all these years. Let the killer of my sister live happily while she died so young? It would be equal to not only betraying her memory but the brother I was to her. And even if I managed to put my hatred of Gabriel Wolfe aside, if I laid my revenge to rest, will it solve our problems? Will Erica stop hating me for the pictures I shared with Gabriel? Will she forgive me for the betrayal? Wi
ERICA“Don’t touch me.” My voice was hoarse from the long hours I had been unconscious or asleep, but it was filled with enough steel that he paused. The nervous, unrelenting energy thrummed in my veins as I pushed away from him. There was this urgency to get away from him like if I stayed any longer with him, I’ll suffocate. He tried to touch me again like it was just an involuntary action and he couldn’t stop, but when I shot a disgusted glare at his hand he dropped it and said, “Okay. I am not touching you, but please, relax.” His voice was soothing, calm but it grated on my nerves which already felt frazzled with everything coming back to me in a rush, memories slamming back into me with a force of a bullet train. Heeld his hands back, a picture of surrender as he said, “Don’t...” He stopped when I didn't listen to him as I turned my back to him to slip out of the bed. There was this nameless force pushing me to get away from him, the betrayal that made my heart weep in agony w
ANTONIOErica refused to talk to me. After her outburst in the hospital, I had managed to control her and received many little scratches from her blunt nails. Her words still echoed in my brain and made my blood run cold. “I should've died. Why did you save me?” She had fought me and cried all the time until the doctor had come and given her medicine to calm her down.“It’s not something out of ordinary. Panic attacks are a norm after overdosing. Patients feel a little overwhelming with the effects of drugs still in their system and especially with someone who took them with the intention of commi—” At my hard glare the doctor had stopped and told me to keep an eye on her and to give her as much fluids as we can. And suggested that we should also consider a psychiatrist for her. She wasn’t fucking crazy, my little devil. Ephraim had saved the doctor’s face from being rearranged when he had pulled him out of the hospital room. But right now, I couldn't help but feel all the more guil
ANTONIOAfter some time when I went back to the bedroom, Mario wasn’t there and Erica wasn’t on the bed where I had left her. For a moment when I didn’t see her a frisson of worry took hold of me and it only settled when my gaze fell on Thor. He hadn’t left her side since I brought her back. I was starting to think he was as obsessed with her as much as I was. I walked to the bathroom, Thor growled at me but after a few minutes of standoff he gave me enough space to pass by. When I pushed the bathroom door open, and if she hadn’t wanted me to intrude on her she should’ve locked the fucking door, I found her sitting naked on the tiled floor in the shower cabin. With a curse, I walked inside and turned the shower off which was ice fucking cold like I had guessed it'd be. “Do you really want to fucking die?” I gritted out but she didn’t answer me, she sat there looking pale, with her knees to her chest and shivering like a lone leaf in a storm. I
ERICAAntonio was reaching his breaking point. I could feel it in the way his golden eyes glinted when I ignored him. I felt his rage peeking through the gentleness when he had asked me this morning if I was going to keep ignoring him. I could feel the thread of his patience stretched taut with tension, on the verge of breaking apart. And despite all of that, despite knowing that he will lose his control if I didn’t give something to him, I couldn’t come to terms with the loss my heart has already accepted and the pain that was so overwhelming that if I started speaking, I’d only scream and cry.Not only his turbulent emotions, I could feel my own walls trembling with the force of my decision, the steps that I’d have to take. I tried to keep my feelings, my anger that came from my heartache under lock and key but that lock was slowly weakening with the pressure and the time that passed with each second and minute and hour pulling me closer to the end which was clearly in sight. Some
ERICA“Sit down.”His order grated on my nerves but against every war going inside my mind, I sat down and watched as he paced the carpeted floor in front of me. It was after a few minutes that he focused back on me as if he needed time to gather himself. “Why? Why did you...” He broke off, seemingly out of words or maybe he didn't want to say those words, as he raked his fingers through his hair roughly. He asked, “Tell me, what happened?”I loosened my jaw and ignored the hollow feeling that gripped me at the reminder of how cruelly he had betrayed me as I said, “I found what you’ve been hiding from me.” I tried to keep my voice down but with each word my calm evaporated leaving nothing but betrayal and the rage that came from the hurt. “Your ultimatum to Gabriel. The pictures you sent him. The way you used me. All the lies you fed me which like a stupid fucking moron I believed you!”“Erica.”“No!” I stood up, unable to sit down with all the repressed rage coursing through me. “You
ERICA“I’d die instead of being used as a weapon by you to hurt my family. I will do anything to not let you hurt them, they don’t deserve it.”“And I deserve this?” He asked, his eyes a pair of burning inferno. His words cutting me, slice by slice as he said, “Do I deserve to have every person I care about be taken away from me? Do I deserve to be remain in this cold world all alone despite how fucking much I try to protect everyone around me, but in the end they will just leave me? That’s what I deserve?”Silence reigned between us before I answered through thick tears crowding my throat, “No. No one deserves that.” I fisted my hands by my side unless I reach for him. “But I can’t give you what you need at the expense of my family, at the expense of my sister’s happiness.”“It won’t come to it.” I looked up at him. He took my hand in his, his touch gentle as his thumb caressed the back of my hand. “I am done.” My heart squeezed in pain even though it was the same sentiment going th