Better Hide

by Alina May

Cole’s voice comes through the crack, low and soft. “Better hide, Jo. Because when we get our hands on you, nothing will stop us from teaching you a goddamn lesson.”

She should probably keep trying to hide from me. Because once I have her heart, I’ll never give it back. Even if she begs.

“I’ll be your everything, Jo. I’ll be the air you fucking breathe. And every time you forget it, I’ll remind you of it.” His voice lowers, “You can’t live without us. We won’t let you.”

“You can fight this. Us. But don’t try to actually get away. I’d rather kill us both than have you abandon us again.”

“You don’t get to say no. You don’t get to call the shots. We do. We’ll take care of you. We’ll fight your battles. We’ll feed you, clothe you, bathe you, fucking hell, breathe for you. Stop fighting us.”

“Fuck, Jo. I’ll reverse this vasectomy and pump you so full of my cum that I’ll put another baby in this belly. Then you can never leave me.” I suck in a gasp, pain filling my chest. Our baby. Everyone in the car stills. Cole leans over me, his voice cracked, eyes still wild. “I wanted that baby, Jo. I didn’t care if it was Jayden’s or mine; it was ours, and I wanted it. I’ve spent the last six months missing someone I never knew.”

I roll my eyes but feel a grin creeping at my mouth. “What’s your favorite food?” Cole grins, “You.” I smack him lightly. “You know what I mean!”

“I’ll chase you to the ends of the earth, Jo. Please stop hiding from me.” Then, even softer, “I need you.”

I’ve been trying to break something that was already broken. Something just like me.