Page 77 of Broken Pieces

No, this is real. She’s not gone. This isn’t that night. She’s still here and she’s alive.

But I’ve just fucking hurt her.

Mad pulls her into his lap and looks at the back of her head.

“You’re okay, there’s no blood.” He says the last part as he looks over at me. Disbelief clouds his eyes as he looks at me like I’m a stranger.

“Can we please just stop fighting!” Violet sobs into his chest.

I take a step towards them, but feel like I’m an outsider looking in. They’re the perfect couple, holding onto each other, like they were made to slot together that way.

Violet looks up at me and I wait for the stabbing pain in my heart to return as I feel her hate, but it doesn’t come.

“Max, please.” She stretches out her hand for me to join them. A new lifeline to drag me out of the cold depths of my torment.

“I’m so sorry,” I say as I take it and wrap my arms around both of them. “Sweetheart, I never meant to hurt you. I’m so sorry.”

“I know,” she says quietly, then she grabs the back of my head, bringing my forehead towards hers.

“No more fighting,” Mad says and I nod.

“I’m so glad you came back for me.”

Mad lets out a half-laugh and says, “There’s no getting rid of us now.”

I look at my brother and see the person that’s always been there for me, he’s still here looking out for me, not leaving my side.

He never did.

I heard him by my bedside, when I was out of it in the hospital and he was there helping me through my entire recovery.

Now he’s going to do the exact same for Violet and always be there for her.

“He’s right. Violet, we’d both die for you, if that’s what it took for you to know you’re ours.”

Mad scoffs, “We’ll haunt your ass. Even in death you’re going to be stuck with us, so you better learn to love ghost dick.”

“You’re serious,” she says, a small smile tilting her lips up. A smile I’ve missed so much.

“Fucking deadly,” Mad smirks.

She makes a strangled sobbing noise as she throws her arms around his neck and kisses him.

I know he’s never kissed anyone before, neither of us has and he hesitates. His eyes remain wide open, whilst hers are closed as she’s lost in the moment.

The more she clings to him, the quicker he opens up to her and he’s wrapping his arms around her, kissing her back.

My lips tingle as I feel what he’s feeling. I’m not jealous that he got to be her first, we share and feel everything.

Everything he gets to have from her, I get it as well.

I press myself tighter to her, locking her between us and she breaks off the kiss so she can bring her lips to mine.

Fuck, this feels perfect. Having her between us, right where she belongs.

Her kiss is the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted and I can’t believe it’s taken this long to have it.

That’s one mistake that’s never going to happen again.

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