Page 145 of When We Fall: Part Two
I staredat the book in my hands a few days after Enzo was in my bedroom.
The Missing Piece
The book Fox had given me for Christmas. I missed him so much it was making me sick. I was sure I was dying from a broken heart, but God wouldn’t take me.
I missed Ethan, too. He still wanted nothing to do with me. Wouldn’t even look in my direction. Not that I saw him often. We both stayed in our rooms. At night, I’d hear him scream. Then footsteps pounding to him. Cole. Enzo. Colten. Anyone but me because he didn’t want me.
So, I stayed in my room, alone. Crying. Choking down my own screams.
With shaky hands, I opened the book and stared down at Fox’s messy scrawl, a fresh wave of tears overtaking me.
Rosie,
I knew you wouldn’t read this right away. Do I know you or what? I assume if you’ve opened this, I’m gone.
Know that I didn’t want to leave you. I never want to be away from you. You’re my entire world, baby. You’re everything to me.
With my passing, I want you to remember what you promised me. You need to go. You need to leave and never look back. Go to Anson. If that’s not an option, leave on your own. Build your life. Live your dreams. I want that for you more than anything else in this world. Your happiness is, and will always be, my first priority.
If you look in the back of this book, you will find an envelope. That envelope contains my will.It’s completely legal and set up with my attorney. Sounds funny, huh? Me with an attorney. I have left everything to you. My Jeep, my bank account, everything. It’s yours. My attorney’s information is in the letter. He knows to transfer everything to you immediately. Please take it and go. Fall in love. Have babies. Live… for me, baby. Please. I’m begging you.
And someday, when the time is right, I’ll meet you on the mountaintop. It’ll be our eternity, Rosie. You and me. Forever.
I wrote this book for you. It’s our story from the beginning to now. You need to finish writing it. I’ve left some pages blank for you to do that.
And the missing piece?
Find him. I think you already know who that is.
I love you from the moon to the stars. To the bottom of the ocean, to the depths of my soul.
Forever, Rosie.
Your Foxy
I sobbed louder, closing the book and hugging it against my body as I fell back on my mattress. The envelope fell out and landed on the floor, but I didn’t pick it up.
I curled into myself, rocking on my bed as I clung to the book.
Warm hands lifted me.
I didn’t bother to open my eyes as someone held me on their lap. I hadn’t even heard him come into my room.
“It’s OK,” Dominic’s soft voice sounded out. “It’s OK.”
I held my book tighter. It was the last thing I had of my Foxy. His last words. His last feelings.
He wanted me to go.
I had nowhere to go, though.
I was lost. So fucking lost. Everything was falling apart.
“Here,” Dominic said gently, tilting my chin up. He pressed a pill to my lips. “Take this. It’ll help.”
I was tired of being drugged and fuzzy, but in this instance, I needed the escape.
Parting my lips, I let him place the pill on my tongue. He leaned over and grabbed the water from my bedside table and put it to my lips. I drank it down, letting him thumb away a droplet after.
