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“Get out of the car, Blaise.”

He stares at me blankly. “I’m sorry, Reece. I didn’t know.”

“I don’t give a fucking shit Blaise. If Jasper dies, it’s on you.”

His cheeks pale, again I request, “Get out of my car.” He nods, obeying this time and opening the door. He leans in the open door. “I’m sorry. Let me know if he’s ok.”

“Not likely,” I snap, adding snidely, “And don't follow me.”

He slams my door shut, stepping around the bonnet of my car to walk away. I shouldn’t even consider what I’m about to do, but I’m pressing my foot down on the accelerator before I can think otherwise, causing Blaise to tumble to the ground with a bellowing scream and shrieking words that I can’t understand. My breathing has kicked up a notch, coming out in panting, raspy, ragged breaths. Again I press down on the accelerator, this time driving straight over Blaise’s body on the ground. I hear the crunch and crack of his breaking bones as I’m running him over, but I don’t give a fuck.

All that matters now is getting to Jasper. My heart is constricting. If Jasper is dead I can only hope there’s still some pills left for me.

Arriving at Valley View university I drive straight into the courtyard, through the gates at breakneck speed, not giving a fuck that the guards that are protecting my man are forced to scramble away. Cutting the engine, I get out of the car, and run towards the dorms, leaping over the tables and seats in my path. I can sense the guards on my tail, but I ignore them. Crashing through the double doors into the dorms I race down the hallway, shoving anyone in my path aside without a care. There’s chaos all around me, yelling voices that are most definitely my name but all I care about is getting to Jasper’s room. Reaching it, I knock loudly until my knuckles hurt whilst screaming his name at the top of my lungs. But there’s no response.

Taking a step back I extend my leg, and kick the door right at the lock to bust it. Thankfully it’s weak and gives way easily, allowing me to push the door open to enter the room.

I don’t even close the door behind me, my mouth falling open as I take in the sight in front of me. Jasper is sprawled out across his bed, his arm and leg hanging over the edge and he’s only in paint covered grey sweatpants. There’s an empty vodka bottle on the floor beside the bed–as though he’s just dropped it from his grip–and there’s ziplock bags between his spread legs on the duvet. I kneel on the floor by the bed, touching the back of my hand to his forehead. His skin is clammy and cold. Gripping his hips, I shake him to force him to rouse. “Jasp, baby, wake up.”

He doesn’t even move, and makes no sound. I’m beginning to panic. Leaning over I put my head down over his heart, and take a sigh of relief that it’s still beating, although slowly. He’s unconscious but still alive, breathing shallowly but still taking in some breaths.

Again I give him a shake, lifting him up into a sitting position which is too easy. He’s floppy, and practically weightless in my arms. “Jasper, please, wake up,” I plead, but still he’s unresponsive. I put him back on the bed, and turn to the door that has someone unfamiliar stumbling in.

He stalks towards me. “You need to get out!”

I stand, and face the stranger. “No! You need to call a damn ambulance. I’m not leaving his side. If he dies I’ll be right there beside the man I love when he takes his last breath.”

He looks towards Jasper lying lifeless on the bed. “An ambulance?”

“Yes, he’s unconscious you idiot, and taken drugs that have been laced with rat poison.”

“Oh gosh,” the man says, rushing into the room and staring down at him.

Again I seethe, “Call the fucking ambulance, you idiot.”

He pulls a phone out of his pocket and dials emergency. I hear his responses to the questions, sitting back down next to Jasper and taking his hand in mine. I lean over and kiss his forehead, whispering, “I love you, Jasper Capullo. You’re going to be ok, baby. It’s you and me for evermore.”

I stay there, laying down next to him and cradling him in my arms until it’s a rush of activity with the ambulance officers rushing in and pulling him onto a stretcher. I follow them out and climb into the back of the ambulance. No one dares question my presence on the way to the hospital. I intend to stay by his side until he wakes up, or until he takes his last breath. His last breath would be my last breath. Jasper Capullo is my whole world, my whole heart is his and if he survives this he’ll be mine completely, in spite of our families. Jasper is the only one who matters.

Chapter 43

Jasper

My eyes feel heavy. I can’t open them, and it’s maddening. I can hear the beep of a heart monitor and hushed voices, some familiar and others not.

I want to scream out but the words–any sound–are caught in my throat, thanks to the oxygen mask I can feel on my face. I need it off. Now.

I lift my hand slightly but I don’t have the strength to lift it to my face to pull the mask off.

“C’mon, Jasp, baby, wake up for me,” Reece’s voice pleads before he leans closer to whisper in my ear, “I miss fucking you.”

His breath fanning over my ear as he exhales with those words causes a shiver to rush through me, goosebumps tingling my skin, my dick jolting. I need to wake up right now. I feel Reece shift again and he takes my hand, squeezing it. Behind the mask I gasp, forcing myself to inhale deep before forcing myself to open my eyes.

They feel gritty and my vision is cloudy, but I can still see enough to dart my eyes around the room. I’m shocked to see my parents, as well as Reece in the same room. They’re all standing around the bed, whilst Reece is sitting in a chair by the side of the bed.

Coughing I gasp for air and Reece pulls the oxygen mask down to my chin. Leaning over he peppers my face with kisses, ending up leaving a faintly longer kiss on my lips that causes me to gasp.

He’s openly kissing me with our parents in the room. Openly kissing me as though our parents are accepting of our love. I try to speak, but my throat is hoarse and it hurts like I’ve swallowed a hundred razor blades.

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