And suddenly, the heart I had tried to protect against everyone and everything unless they were my kids... Fucking... Shattered.
Fuck. No.
***
I don’t remember running out of the gym.
I didn’t remember passing Clutch.
I don’t remember calling my kids.
I don’t remember parking.
I don’t remember what was said.
No... all I remember is when I leaned over her, lying motionless on the bed, and burying my face in her hair.
***
“The machine is breathing for her.”
***
I ran my fingers through her soft blonde hair and prayed.
“God, I hope you can hear me. I hope you're listening. I know I’ve done wrong. But please. Fucking please don’t take her from me.” I pleaded.
Over.
And.
Over.
And the only words that formed on my lips for the next three hours were, “Breathe, baby. Just fucking breathe.”
***
Madalyn and Cole never left her side.
***
Carter, Harlee, Ethan, Melanie, Dominik, Talia, Garrick, Tatum, Alec, Cassie, Wolf, Smoke, Ice, Hyde, Jekyll, Kendra, Bax, Frank, Misty, Darla, Pete, Caleb, Luke, everyone, and anyone we knew came into the room one at a time and said encouraging words to both of us.
***
“She needs a kidney. Now.” I heard.
“She won’t make it.” I heard.
***
I was out of options, and my woman... she was out of time.
***
“Heard your woman was in need of help.”
My head snapped up at that familiar voice.
