Page 40 of When We Fall: Part One
“Oh, baby.” He sighed and rested his forehead against mine. “But I really don’t think it’s going to happen.”
“Why?” My voice shook.
“Because this is our life. Ethan is right. Nightmares are never over, and we’re smack dab in the middle of one. Nightmares don’t turn into sweet dreams, baby. They end in screams. That’s how they work.”
“They don’t have to.”
“Just keep breathing through them,” he murmured. “OK?”
“Just keep breathing,” I whispered. “Together.”
“Always, Rosie.”
I pressed my lips to his, desperate to keep him breathing. I knew when Fox was losing hope. I hated it. God, I hated it to my core.
I was tired of this life and ready for us to have something new. Something filled with hope and happiness. As much as I tried to tell myself this life could be that, I knew it was all bullshit. Ethan was right.
Nightmares really aren’t ever over.
We just needed to learn to make them controllable.
FIFTEEN
ENZO
Istared at my phone, taking in the scene in the kitchen with Fox and Rosalie. It made my heart hurt. I hated that.
Fox deepened his kiss with Rosalie until they were pawing at one another. Within moments, he had her on the island and was pushing deep into her body, both clinging to one another as they made love.
Instead of turning the camera off, I continued to watch, both sick and fascinated. It was plain to see that Fox and Rosalie had a different sort of bond. She was different with him. Of course, she was different with each of us. It was simply strange to watch it from the outside, knowing I was part of the problem and the reason for Fox’s heartache.
What did it say about me that I would still marry her despite him wanting to be the one?
Was I selfish?
Deep down, I knew I was, but I also knew it was the only way to keep us together. Feeling like I was being pressured from all sides by family and love, I did what I thought was best.
Sometimes doing what was best hurt like a bitch.
I continued to watch Fox bury himself inside Rosalie until they both came. Seeing how he treated her and loved her made me realize I wasn’t half the man he was.
That sucked.
Fox had always led us, but with me coming into power from my father, I’d taken the reins. Fox said he didn’t want to be in charge. After that entire Juliet thing, I think he felt so much guilt and worried he’d fuck up again making all the choices.
Now I understood how hard it was since I was making the choices and seemingly fucking everything up when all I wanted to do was save us.
I darkened my phone screen and stared up at the ceiling, not knowing what the fuck to do.
And because of that, I’d stick with the status quo and hope E and Fox could hang on for a bit longer and that Cole wouldn’t lose his damn mind any more than he already had from all the violence. Something told me, however, that Cole was just fulfilling his destiny.
I closed my eyes, hating the feelings bubbling up within me.
Maybe sleep would help.
I awoketo Rosalie’s soft lips on my skin, her warm body pressed against mine. I let her touch me without moving, her lips skimming along my jaw. My cock hardened at the prospect of having her, but I kept my cool, opting to see what she’d do.
“Enzo?” she whispered in my ear.
