Forever

Chapter 63

Rose's POV
I slowly open my eyes and straighten up my back, just now realizing I feel asleep against the wall. I stand up and stretch my back, my dried tears feel stiff against my face. I sigh loudly and rub my eyes, I wonder if she's still here? should I go down there? Are they still talking? Did she try to hurt him? Are they....reconnecting? The thought makes my heart clench all over again.

I jump, startled at the loud sound of someone screaming in pain. I would take a yes as if she's still here.

I gasp as I hear Marcus yell "Damn you Caine!" I immediately turn to the door and run over to it

Then I hear Marcus in my mind say "I'm sorry Rose" my eyebrows furrow

Sorry? Sorry for what?

I put my hand on the door handle, confused and ready to run downstairs to figure out what the hell is going on.

But something stops me from leaving that room, the felling of someone taking a hammer and using all there power to smash it against my heart spreads through my chest. I see an image, plastered across my eyes and imbedded into my brain, an image of Marcus, my mate, kissing Evangeline, tears soak her face and a small tears falls down his. Their hands are bloody and she looks like death with pale skin and dull lifeless eyes. But I can't focus on either of those things. The only thing I can see is his perfect lips moving against hers.

I fall back, suddenly feeling light headed, nauseous, and dizzy...he kissed her.

I grab my chest as the air in my lungs starts to become shallow and the air in the room feels nonexistent...he actually kissed her. I feel like an object of scorn, this can't be happening. The same image I thought would never actually become true stays glued to my eyes, opened or closed that's all I see.

My emotions stir from confusion, to anger, to hate, sadness, heartbreak, pain, and so many more that it feels like someone just ripped my heart out. Did he want to kiss her? Why did he say that about Caine? Does he still love her? Will he reject me now that she's back?...What do I do? What should I think?

I feel my heart, for what feels like the millionth time in my life, slowly shattering into thousands of small pieces. Everything I love always has to turn on me. He promised he would never hurt me again did he think this wouldn't...if anything this hurts the most.

I don't want to see him right now, just the thought of looking at his lips, his eyes, him, make any heart hurt. I hear fast loud footsteps coming up the stairs and I freeze in my spot, the shock of actually seeing him sets in and the tears begin to flow. I begin to walk back, towards the wall, but my feet become anchors while my mind begs me to run as far away as I can.

He busts through the door, his frantic blue eyes searching the room and finally landing on me. He stay quiet for a moment as I try and find the words to speak to him after what I just saw.

Finally air returns to my lungs and words form loosely on my tongue "You...you kissed her?" I asks, my voice cracking at the end

I unconsciously glance down at his lips and the image once again is freshly placed in front of my eyes. I shut them tight and place both hands on my head as tears fall down like rain against my cheeks. I run my hands through my waved auburn hair and pull at the roots, anger and sadness causing me to not know what to do with myself.