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“Stay with me. Please.”
We aren’t together – haven’t been for a while – but Stacey is my girl.
“I found you, little one.”
“You are also my priority. I would have always hunted for you to the ends of the fucking earth, little one. I know you didn’t have the best relationship with your father, your brothers are useless pricks, and my son is shackled to a bitch on an insane power trip, but you have me.”
And I never thought I’d say this, and forgive me, Aria Miller, but to be safe and sound in Tobias Mitchell’s hold is a dream I never want to wake up from.
“You die, I die.”
“Togda ya ub’yu tebya.”
Then I will kill you
There’s no me without you or you without me.
“You kept me slightly sane, Base. Thank you.”
“You die, I die,” he whispers.
Stacey Rhodes. My girl. My anchor that sank to the bottom of the ocean without me.
My love might not be enough for you, but it’s all I have left. I love you. I love you so fucking much that I want to live.”
“Moya vechnost.”
My eternity
“I love you. Every broken part of me has loved you from the moment I met you.”
“I’ll make it worth it, little one,” he whispers against my hair. “Just you watch. Heaven and hell will see the flames of their downfall.”
Their memories stay with us, their lifeless bodies waiting to be buried or cremated. But what truly happens? Do they become stars? Are they ghosts who stand by our sides when we need them the most? Are psychics legit, and do the dead communicate during readings? When we get a shiver up our spines and the hairs rise on our arms, is there someone with us?
My chest aches with how beautiful she is. How, after everything I’ve put her through, she’s still here. Still fighting for me. Fighting for us. Not to be in a relationship, because we’re both too fucked for that, but to find level ground.
“My name is Stacey,” she says, smiling and making my lungs stutter. “I joined Luciella’s dance class a few months ago.”
She was my anchor. I think she still is.
“It’s just me and you. It’s always been me and you. Against the world.”
“I love you. I’ve loved you since we were eighteen. And I’ll love you until we’re old and grey and we’ve lived our whole lives together.”
“I want your heart, every single fucking fragment that I’ve broken over the years. I have your past and your present, and I want to be a selfish asshole and have your future.”
“What will you do with your freedom?” Kade stares at me for a long moment, breathing the same air while I touch him through his clothes. “Win my girl back.” My heart sings at his response, and I grin. “Yeah?” “Yeah.”
“Tell me you’ll always be mine, Freckles.”
“Because you’re going to be my wife. You’ve already taken my heart, my body, and my butchered soul, so you’ll take my fucking last name too.”
“I can’t ever lose you. I… I can’t. Ever. I thought I lost you… I couldn’t find you… couldn’t fucking think straight.”
“Hello, little one.”
“She looks like fucking Gollum in a wig.”
“We’ll be dead together. You die, I die, remember?”
It seems nothing ever really changes because I’m still fucking obsessed. It feels like I’ve been in love with this girl since I was born.
It’s a sign that even when the world is in chaos, even when terror and havoc and death greet us at every turn, someone, somewhere, is having the best day of their life. It’s beautiful yet tragic.
Kade Mitchell and Stacey Rhodes – the fifteen-year-olds who met by the pool twenty years ago – finally get to have their forever.
