Loving You - Chapter 30 (Patreon)

I stood over her bed in silence. It was just me and Nevaeh in the hospital room. My heart was broken. And my mind was running a thousand thoughts a minute. I knew she needed better than this. Better than me. I just couldn't bring myself to let her go. It's been 4 days she's been unconscious for. The doctors took her off the induced coma, telling me she could wake at any moment. I ran my fingers alone the ridges of the stitching on her mouth. Water droplets suddenly splashed onto her face and I realized that I was crying again.

I sat in the chair that her brother had left by her bedside and dropped my face in my hands. I knew what I had to do but I didn't want to. I was selfish. I have never regretted anything in my life. But right now I was regretting every decision that ever involved Nevaeh. I jump as I suddenly feel a hand on my shaking shoulders. I look up expecting to see a nurse but my heart jumps in my chest as I see Nevaeh's green irises looking down at me. I lose my breath.

She's as beautiful as ever. I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. I jump out of my chair and envelop her in a hug. Inhaling her wonderful scent.

"Oh God, I thought I'd lost you." I feel her arms slowly circle around me and I can only cry harder as she envelopes me back in a hug.

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Nevaeh's POV

I was beginning to resurface from wherever I had fallen to. I felt as though I was suffocating. But something was telling me to follow it. I heard a deep sobbing from somewhere. It sounded so sad. Like it was suffering. So I followed it needing to comfort whoever that was on the other end of the spectrum.

I finally open my eyes and look around me. I'm in a hospital. The room is nice for a hospital and it's dark except for the warm light being emitted from the floor lamp. I look around me and try to move my limbs immediately noticing that my leg was encased in a cast. I also notice that my mouth was sealed shut. Then everything came back to me. The warehouse, Ramirez, Damien! I slowly move to my head to look to my left and see his face in his hands. The sobbing I heard coming from him. I reach out slowly and touch his shoulder lightly and he jumps slightly then looks up. His eyes meet mine and there is so much grief and sorrow in them.. For me? He stares at me a moment longer before jumping on me and wrapping his arms around me tightly. I slowly bring my arms up and wrap them around him in shock. He's crying violently in my shoulder. Going on about how he thought he'd lost me.

He pulls back and looks into my eyes. His beautiful blue irises piercing me to the core. They looked even more vivid from the tears that were running over. He's holding my face in between his hands. Then he leans foreword and starts kissing every inch of my face. My cheeks, my nose, my eyelids, my forehead. A slight grin pulls at my face and feel the stitching preventing that from occurring.

Damien finally settles down and holds my hand. I must admit I am beyond happy to see him. I thought I was as good as dead in that warehouse. And Damien had come to rescue me. He put his life on the line for my sake. I know some part of me should be angry at him because if he hadn't taken me in the first place I wouldn't even be in this predicament. But I just couldn't be upset. My heart ached for him and bled for him and loved him. And seeing his face at my bedside brought me pure joy.

"How are you feeling?" Damien's voice pulls me from my thoughts. He's looking at me with concern. I nod my head at him since I cant speak anything and his frown only grows deeper. He suddenly stands up and moves across the room grabbing a pen and notepad and setting it down in my lap.

"You can be honest with me Nevaeh. How are you feeling." His gaze pierces through me. And I think to myself... How do I feel? I hadn't thought of it since I had awoken. I was just happy to see Damien. But in reality, I was not fine. My body was in pain. The thread that was the only thing keeping my face together was a reminder of that. And mentally.. I was broken. Christian had taken everything from me in the span of an hour.

I automatically move my hand to my stomach. Tears well in my eyes as I remember what he did to me. To my unborn child. The tears run down my face in heavy rivulets seeping into the wounds, the salt causing them to burn. But I don't notice. Because the pain of reality was too much to bear. Suddenly I feel a warmth over my hand and open my eyes to see Damien's hand encircling mine. I look up to his face and see that he has a small smile on his face but tears are still falling.

"I'm sorry Nevaeh. I'm so so sorry. Because of me.." His voice breaks and he chokes on a sob.

"I've taken away something so precious to you... To us." I look at him in shock. Damien blamed himself for the loss of the baby. I immediately pick up the notepad and begin scrawling away before handing him the notepad to read.

This is not your fault. Christian was a sick, evil man that had no remorse for anything or anyone. No onee could have predicted this would happen. You tried your hardest to keep us safe. Things just got out of hand.

He looks up once he's finished reading the paper. And he stares at me. He then reaches out and touches the side of my face, caressing my cheek like a lover.

"You are so strong. God I love you." He whispers. He then leans foreword and brushes his lips lightly over mine before giving me a feather light kiss.

"Get some rest." He walks back to the chair and takes a seat. "Don't worry. I'll be right here." And he smiles at me. I grab the notepad and scrawl something down before handing it to him and turning over in bed. I stare at the wall before my eyes suddenly get heavy and I let sleep take me.

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Damien

I stare at Nevaeh's sleeping form. Her shoulders are moving up and down on their own. The slow pattern lulling me to sleep. I know what I must do. I open the letter she gave me and I stare at it in confusion.

"I love you."

Hm. I smile at the paper in my hands, my heart breaking even further. I fold the letter up neatly and set it in my pocket. I go back to watching her and eventually my eyes grow heavy and I fall asleep in the chair watching over my angel.