Chapter 105
BELLA
Song- Blood Sport, Sleep Token
“Rowan, get the fuck off me. Stop him from doing this!” I sob.
I try to look over his shoulder, but he blocks me, his weight pinning me to the wall.
He’s shaking. So am I.
I know what he’s doing. He’s being the shield. Again. The fool who’ll die before he lets me take a hit.
“Look at me, precious. Don’t look at him. Just focus on me and breathe. Just fucking breathe.”
I don’t know if he’s saying it to calm me or to convince himself.
I love Reggie. But so does he. That’s his twin. His other half.
And right now, I can see both of them breaking in different ways.
“I can’t do this. We can’t let him.”
“Shhh, baby. It’s going to be fine. Just trust us.”
The silence in the church is deafening, the kind of silence that comes before something holy or hellish.
“I love you, Princess. I love you so fucking much,” Reggie says, and the sound of his voice ruins me.
It’s too honest. Too final.
I can’t see through my tears. My chest is heaving.
“Aw, isn’t this a moment for the history books? Dying for the one you love,” Lyla sneers, her laughter echoing through the pews.
“You’ve got what you wanted, haven’t you? Get it over with.”
“No!” I scream.
“Stay with me, Bel.”
His voice anchors me, even as the ground tilts beneath my feet.
The world becomes a storm of memories—my father’s blood, my mother’s screams, the cold echo of every goodbye I never got to say.
“I can’t breathe, Rowan.”
Every emotion I’ve buried claws up, swallowing me whole.
My knees buckle, but he’s there, holding me up, whispering like a prayer.
“I’ve got you, Bella. I’ve got you. I always have. Breathe, baby. Please.”
His voice is steady, but I feel the fear in his bones.
I shake my head, gasping. “I-I can’t. Reg.”
He cradles my face in his hands, his touch desperate and gentle all at once.
“Bella, don’t you want to watch?” Lyla shouts, her voice dripping venom.
I swallow the rising bile, my eyes on Rowan.
“I love you, Bella King. I fucking love you so much. Since the moment I laid eyes on you. When you gave me a standing ovation in the shower. You saw my dick before you even looked me in the eyes. You’re strong, baby.
So fucking strong. No matter what, through every single lifetime.
In every single alternate universe, it’s you, me, and Reggie. ”
“I love you, precious. Just breathe with me.”
He takes a deep breath, and I follow.
And then the world stops.
The gunshot goes off.
And another.
Rowan presses me into the wall harder, his arms caging me. His heartbeat slams into mine. Protecting me from anything that might come our way.
A scream splits the air.
The smell of gunpowder, the echo of stone cracking.
I can’t tell who’s been hit. I can’t tell where the pain belongs. All I can hear is the sound of my own pulse and the ringing silence that follows.
My body shakes. The stars in my vision start to fade.
All I can feel is Rowan’s warmth pressed against me.
All I can see in my mind is Reggie.
One twin bleeding. One twin holding me. My whole heart split between them.
They’ve always got me.