Page 65 of Rejected Broken Mate

He looked away, hurrying after the guys. I moved to follow them when I heard the sound of cracking. I glanced up and could hear Lucas yell.

"Miles!"

A large pillow from the ceiling came tumbling down and slammed right into me. I felt pain radiate all over me, and I could hear Michael yelling before everything went black.

I dreamed of Laura. She smiled at me in the kitchen, and Michael sat across from her in a chair. He was eating a sandwich and smiled. "Come on, Dad," he patted the seat next to him.

It was warm as I moved, wanting nothing more than to be with them.

"Miles!" I could hear someone calling my name, almost sounding worried, but I didn't care. I was with them. We were at home. Everything was okay.

I tried to open my eyes and found my head was pounding. I groaned, pulling a hand up, feeling a sharp pain radiate through my entire right side.

"Fuck," I groaned, peeling my eyes open. I was in an all-white room; the curtains were pulled back, letting in little light. The only light was coming from the door to the left of me with a little window.

I could hear beeping and turned my head to find I was attached to an IV. I looked at my right side, finding my arm and shoulder were wrapped up.

I tried to move my other hand and found someone was holding it. I turned my head and found Laura clutching my hand.

She was asleep, her head rested against my knees, her eyes looked puffy, and her hair was a mess, but she was here.

I squeezed her hand slightly, and her eyes snapped open. They went to me, and she sat up quickly. Tears broke free. "Oh my god, Miles."

"Shh.." I said, wincing under the noise. "Not too loud."

"Sorry," she whispered, reaching a hand up and cupping my face. "You've been out for hours."

I tried to remember what happened, but my mind just traveled to the dream I had instead. I suddenly ached for it to be the truth. "What happened?"

"You got hit with a pillar, and it knocked you out. It burned your right side. The guys were frantic. Ayden about lost his cool when he found out."

I could imagine.

"How's Michael?" I asked, leaning into her touch.

"Shaken up, but he's okay. The doctor said he inhaled some smoke, but he's young." She wiped at her eyes with her other hand. "Why did you do this? You know you're supposed to be safe in there."

I frowned, wondering if the guys hadn't told her what happened. "The classroom was stuck. I wasn't leaving him behind. We didn't have time to wait, so I did what I had to."

Fresh tears broke free, and I pulled my left hand up, resting it on her cheek. "I promised you I was getting him out, and I did. I don't break my promises."

She sobbed as she held onto my hand, resting her head against my chest. "I can't lose you, Miles. I can't. We need you."

I wiped her eyes as she leaned back. She gripped my shirt hard. Her eyes swirled with different emotions as she spoke."You asked me what I wanted. It was us. I want you. I need you. So, you have to heal up."

I gave her a soft smile as she leaned forward and kissed me. "Promise me you're okay."

"I mean, I feel awful, but I'm okay."

She softly smiled, pressing her forehead against mine. "Thank you. For everything. I don't want to imagine life without you in it, Miles."

I smiled, "You won't have to."

Chapter 25 - Laura

I looked outside the front door, and I saw Michael bouncing a basketball. His face was somber as he bounced, and I could tell a lot was on his mind. He'd spoken little since the museum.

I pushed the screen door open and stepped outside. I walked down towards him as he threw the ball up towards the basket, missing. He frowned.

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