Page 193 of When We Fall: Part Two
“What about the baby?”
“I’m going to have her tested soon. I just need your blood. I’ve already spoken to the doc about it. If it truly is your kid, I’ll take him in as my own. You won’t have to?—”
I sobbed harder, hugging myself as I rocked.
“E,” Cole said, sitting next to me. “I love you, man. This hurts us all.”
“I don’t want a kid. I fucking don’t. Not with her. Not with that monster. H-How will I ever be able to look at it without remembering…” I rocked faster.
I was going to be sick.
“You won’t have to. I’ll get nannies. I’ll have the kid sent to the best schools. The baby will grow to be like you, E. Not like her. I promise you that, and she will be dealt with,” Enzo said.
“I’m going to be sick.” I launched off the couch and rushed to the bathroom and heaved my guts into the toilet.
Both guys came in and sat with me while I continued to vomit. I’d lost everything. My girl. My life. My best friend. All of it. Gone.
And all because people were sick monsters.
“Here,” Enzo said, handing me a cup of water once I was done puking. I swished out my mouth and spit it into the toilet as Cole handed me another cup, which I drank down before flushing.
I fell back against the wall on my ass, my body weak.
“I-I need to be drugged. Put me under. Please,” I whispered. “I-I can’t do this. I need to sleep.”
“OK,” Enzo murmured, nodding for Cole. Cole left the room and came back a moment later with a kit and put the meds into my veins.
I breathed out as the warmth rushed through me.
“Come on,” Enzo said. “Let’s get you into bed before you fall under.”
I stumbled up and let him and Cole lead me to a bedroom where I collapsed onto the bed. I was already struggling to keep my eyes open while they tugged off my jeans and shoes.
I didn’t like being touched yet, but I was too fucked to care in that moment, even though my body did jerk whenever they got too close.
“Sleep, brother,” Enzo whispered, tucking my blankets around me.
“Rosalie,” I whimpered. “I’m sorry.”
And that was it.
I was sorry.
For everything.
SIXTY-ONE
ROSALIE
Icouldn’t get myself under control. Colten offered to drug me, and I accepted, falling under the meds.
When I awoke, it was hours later.
I was still sick. Still heartbroken. I’d lost Fox. And now… the guys.
Truly, I was alone.
I had no one. Not even Anson.
