Break Me (Brayshaw High) - Meagan Brandy Page 0,149
lose my brothers to someone or something.
I was nothing but a lost boy, and in flew my Tink to rewrite all I thought I knew about strength and freedom.
She saved me from me by loving every jacked-up part of me.
Love did make me crazy, it took from me, changed me, but not for the worse. For the better.
Brielle, she is my strength, where my bravery will come from, and only when she’s with me, will I ever be free.
Free of fear or loss or pain, of regret.
To love Brielle Bishop is to breathe deep and full, to be loved by her is something too deep to explain.
She smiles, reaching up to run her fingers along my healing wound. “Your eyes are telling a story... you’re thinking.”
I lower, running my lips along hers only to pull back. “Of you. Always you.”
“Yeah, and what about this time, hm?”
“Captain told me what you did, for Enoch and Taylor.” I trace my fingertips along her neck. “You helped them find their way back to each other.”
“They deserved it. They love each other, and none of what happened was their fault.”
“Always the light in the darkness,” I whisper, emotion thickening up my tone as I stare at her. “You had to go and one-up me, huh, in my white knight moment?”
She chuckles, but it transitions into a sigh.
She pulls my face down to hers, closing her eyes. “We died together.”
“And we were brought back together.”
“Right beside each other. Are we zombies now?” she whispers with a laugh, her arms lazily draping around my neck.
“Nah, superheroes maybe.”
“Yeah, I think that’s better. Does basically being born again mean we have new birthdays?”
“Oh fuck yeah, Tink. But not new, two.” I grin. “I’m cashin’ in on doubles.”
“You would,” she teases, her legs falling open for me.
I settle right between them, hovering over her.
“Baby girl,” I whisper. “I’ve got another rule for you.”
“Let’s hear it, Playboy.”
“Love me forever,” I rasp, a deep ache in my body, a heavy need for her now, her tomorrow, her every day after that. “Let me love you forever. Don’t leave me, always want me, and never stop fighting with me.”
Those eyes, the ones I’ve dreamed of for months, craved, fucking thirsted for, grow so damn warm and full I can hardly stand it. I almost have to look away, but don’t.
I need this from her.
“That’s a lot of rules,” she says softly.
“That’s not an answer.”
She laughs, nudges me on the side so I slowly roll us over, and she gently climbs on top.
My pulse beats heavy under my skin, and her hand comes up to cover my heart, feeling it beat against her, for her.
“I know you’re worried, more now than before, I’d bet. I know lying in the hospital bed beside me, you wondered at least once if this is right. You still worry you’re taking from me, by being with me, but do you want to know the truth?” She entwines her free hand with one of mine, lifting it over her heavily beating heart.
“Always,” I rasp, anxiousness creeping up my throat.
She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath and a small smile forms along those perfect lips of hers.
When she doesn’t move after several seconds, I glide my fingers along the line of her underwear.
“What are you doing, baby?”
That smile, it widens. “I’m staring into your eyes, at the deep brown that changes from golden to cocoa to the night sky.”
My brows pull and then her lashes lift and she smiles.
“You said you wanted to be the guy a girl sees when she closes her eyes at night...”
My breath lodges in my throat as I stare at her.
“Well, I’m wide awake, Playboy. It’s ten in the morning, and guess what?” she whispers, tears filling her eyes.
My muscles tighten to the point of pain, but the good kind.
“Baby...”
“I see you, Royce. Every time I close my eyes, every time the darkness creeps in, there you are.” Her voice cracks. “You’re not the darkness I can’t escape, you’re the light I’ll forever follow. Without you, my sight means nothing, because you’re the only thing I want to see.”
My teeth clamp together, but it does nothing to stop the emotions from showing themselves to the girl above me and I don’t even fucking care, ‘cause I can trust her with them.
Fully.
Completely.
I push myself up and yank her closer, her smile hitting my lips as I devour them.