Page 4 of Paper Thin Love

“Good, it hurts him. Stupid dipshit.”

Feet shuffle.“Hey,” someone pokes my eyeball.

What the hell!

“Open your eyes.”

“I will if you stop poking them,” I grumble at Titan.

Shit! My throat aches.“Was I force-fed sand?”

“No,” Titan mockingly laughs,“More like an intubation tube. The doctor said you’d be sore. He also said to give you some ice chips if you wake up and try to talk.”

“So get me ice,” I bark, then I finally open my eyes.

I wish I hadn’t.

One sense awakens others. Shit, everything, and I mean everything, even my dick hurts. How is that possible?

“Suck it up.” Damian snorts.“You need to suffer like we did when we got the call.”

I glare at Damian. Unlike Titan, he isn’t standing by my bedside; he’s lounging in a cheap man’s reclining chair in the corner while he pops my ice chips into his mouth and then loudly crushes them between his teeth.

Prick!

Titan leans forward with a slight frown, "Do you remember what happened?"

I avert my gaze and try to sink further into the bed.

Titan grabs the railing of my hospital bed, hovering over me with eyes as wide and cruel as a loudspeaker with no volume limit.

“Yeah, brother,” Damian’s lips curl back, and my shame blazes like wildfire through my veins.

I was born an only child. Thank fuck! I’d never wish my life on another soul. Last night I told myself I was alone. I tried not to think of Titan and Damian.

Let me explain. Am I rich? Yeah, but I’m not new money. I’m old. Ancient. As in dark societies, old.

Do I know which stupid society my old man is a part of? No. Don’t care. I just reckon he belongs to a few since he’s got more pull than the President of the United States and strikes more fear into people than an asteroid heading right toward Earth.

The King men are like prodigal sons if Alexander the Great and Genghis Khan had fucked and birthed out handsome-looking men. Ruthless but handsome.

That’s not me being an idiot. That’s me stating facts.

Last night I was just…done. I tried to end it without having the courage to do it myself.

“Earth to fucking moron!” Titan’s blue eyes darken as he flicks my head.“Do you remember what happened?”

Time to play and hope they forgive me. I furrow my eyebrows.“Who the hell are you?”

Titan’s jaw clamps down. Damian misses catching my next ice chip with his mouth.

I laugh, but it turns into a congested cough. I feel like a roach that was doused with a bottle of bug spray, but hey, baby, I’m a roach, and I can’t die. Not even nuclear war could kill a King.

“Do I remember? Yeah. The problem is, why am I waking up?” I sigh as I lean back against the sheet that is thinner than paper. I might have stumbled upon an underground fighting ring and then wanted to feel nothing because I felt too much. So I provoked one too many street thugs. By the time my bodyguards found me, I was hoping to wake up and see Mom again.

I love Titan and Damian, but they’re not the person I wanted to see.I needed to see someone smile at me. I wanted to feel loved again.

Titan and Damian love me; I know that, but it’s just different. There is a hole inside me that I can’t fill, so I just jumped into it. Unfortunately, I woke up.

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