Blaze & Ajax (Alpha’s Rejects #3)

The closer we got to the hospital, the more stressed out I got. My stomach was in knots so much that I felt like I was about to throw up the eggs I’d eaten. My hand was clammy in Blaze’s, but I didn’t want to let him go.

I was even more terrified he’d leave me. This was all a lot. He had his own shit to deal with, let alone put up with mine. It wouldn’t surprise me if he ran, and I wouldn’t blame him one fucking bit. But he was here with me now, and that meant something. It was important. I loved him a little bit more, but I wish he’d tell me, too, or at least that he felt the same. I needed to hear those words more than I needed to breathe right now, only for a little reassurance that I wasn’ t so alone.

But what the fuck did that matter? It wouldn’t be real. It wouldn’t bring me happiness. Still, I clung to his hand, desperate to keep him from realizing I wasn’t worth the trouble.

It didn’t matter that I had friends with me. I felt so detached… disconnected from everyone and everything, like someone had unplugged me.