Page 81 of Thalia De Luca

No.

I don't know what to say.

Was I finally going crazy?

"You can't be here."

Alexander walks closer to me, and I flinch when he puts his hands on my face. "I can prove to you how here I am," Alexander smirks and I laugh. Alexander leans down and captures my lips with his and I hold onto him as if he is going to disappear again. "You have no clue how much I fucking missed your lips. Your body, your voice, your touch, your fucking attitude," he says against my lips, and I chuckle and let out a sob.

"How are you here?" I say as tears fall down my face.

Alexander lifts my face so I can look directly at him. "If only you knew how hard I really fought, Thalia."

Forty Two

For those six years, in and out of unconsciousness all I thought about was Thalia fucking De Luca.

But then again, my mind was never not on her. Thalia De Luca corrupted my thoughts, even when I was on my deathbed, she was the only thing on my mind.

"If only you knew how much I fought for you, Thalia," I whisper while holding her in my arms.

"If only you knew how much I hate myself because of you, Xander," Thalia looks up at me and her eyes are still puffy from crying. "How?"

Good question.

Let's first start off with how I fucking got shot by that fucker, Cameron.

I fell into a deep coma for six years, I guess. At least that's what the doctors told me when I woke up.

My mother and father came once they heard the news, I was awake. I tried leaving but they forced me to stay so that they could explain everything to me and talk about what has happened while getting some actual food in my system and the rest I needed.

I have to wait about a month for me to become fully better and back on my feet again. I wanted to see Thalia during that month. All I thought about was her while and my parents would always show me pictures of her and talk to me about Landon while I was healing.

I missed her.

"My parents decided to keep me alive instead of pulling the plug," I joke, trying to lighten the mood. "They thought that since you already poured your heart out to me on my deathbed, they didn't want to tell you so they kept it a secret from you and pulled off a fake funeral for me and fast forward to now I am alive and standing in front of you trying to keep my dick in my pants because I am a horny motherfucker right now just staring at you," I tease and Thalia chuckles before jumping in my arms and kissing me.

"I hate them," Thalia says while still kissing me. "I hate them for keeping you away from me and making me feel so vulnerable and alone."

"But you weren't alone," I state and then Thalia looks down at me.

"Did you meet him?" Thalia asks softly.

"No. I'm scared."

I am.

I am scared of meeting my son, Landon Russo.

I am scared of what he will think of me.

"Who told you about him?"

"My parents. They caught me up on everything. At first, I had no clue how to react and then I was mad at them because they kept you and him away from me."

"He thinks you’re dead," Thalia states. "I have no clue what to do Alexander and-"

I cut off Thalia who is rambling. "Hey." She looks up at me. "I have no clue what to do either. I woke up like a month ago. I should still be at the hospital but instead, I'm here figuring out how the fuck I should introduce myself to my son."

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