Page 4 of Broken Bonds

In the end, I step into the darkness with open arms as I slam against the ground, pain ricocheting through my body until everything goes cold and numb, and then there’s just nothingness.

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RAMSEY

They’re…gone.

Just like that.

And now I’m alone.

How am I supposed to go on without them?

They don’t tell you how much it truly hurts to lose a bond, much less multiple. Possibly because if they did, then who in their right mind would ever choose to willingly bond on the off chance that those bonds could break?

If they told us how gut wrenching it is to lose your bonds, how soul-crushing, I don’t think anyone would readily chance that pain, even if it’s a small possibility.

Ollie.

Rule.

Van.

Lake.

My bonded.

Mymates.

They just went to pick up dinner for us. Ollie suggested they all could use some fresh air, and I had to get away from their hovering as it had become over the top and stifling.

I’d give anything for them to be hovering over me right this second.

If only I could go back a few hours and go with them.

It’s not fuckingfair.

A mewling sound forces its way past my lips as I huddle on the couch with my best friend cradling me in her arms.

Tears flow steadily from my eyes. I’m sure my cheeks are now a mess of blotches and redness as mucus and saliva and tears pour out of me. I’m an absolute disaster, and all I can do is beg and plead with them to come back.

This pain is unbearable.

“Ollie,” I wail. “I want my Ollie. Please. I need Ollie. Or Rule. Jilly, tell them they need to come back. They have to come back,” I plead in hysterics, my hands clawing at Jillian’s shirt.

“Shhh… I know, Rams. I fucking know.I’m so sorry. So, so sorry. Gods, you don’t deserve this.”

Her arms tense around me while she rocks us side to side, ignoring the slobber that falls on her arms as my mouth just stays open in a silent scream. My tears continue to stream down my cheeks and chin, dripping onto her lap and onto the couch. It feels like they’ll never stop. Like I’ll just cry and cry until I drown the world like Alice did when she went to Wonderland.

Or is it Underland?

What a silly thought to have at a time like this.

I envy Alice at this moment. I wish this was all a crazy, awful, tripped out dream. Like any second, I’ll wake up, snug in my bed, with Lake, Rule, Ollie, and Van surrounding me with their love and heat. We’ll all get up and eat breakfast before we start working on the nursery together.

We’ve been anticipating this for the longest time.

Three babies.

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