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C H A P T E R 73

"Max I'm so sorry, I really am. Please just wake up so we could talk things through, please." I begged.

My hands were covered in his blood, tears rolling down my cheeks, me screaming and begging him to just hear me out.

"Max please." I cried resting my head on his chest.

I screamed and cried by myself on the floor with Max refusing to just make a tiny movement. His heart was no longer beating and the four wounds on his chest were bleeding profusely that they had made a pool of blood around him. "I'm so sorry, please wake up." I voiced with no more than a whisper.

I felt my body being lifted off the ground and into a hard chest.

"Why would you do that ?" I pulled away from Kenny as he tried to hug.

He tried to get closer but I pushed his chest which didn't budge. "Blue." He neared me and I started throwing punches in his chest and pushing him away while I cried my eyes out.

"No Kenny!" I sobbed. "You killed my brother! Max is gone, and it's all because of you!"

Kenny held me closer and I tried fighting to get out of his grip but my body was so much weaker than his. I tried wiggling out of his body but that only made him hold me tight. "Baby." He calmly said and that's all it took to give up up fighting and melt into his touch.

"He's gone Kenny." I whimpered. He hugged me tight and let me cry into his chest without saying a word. I let out every single hurt and pain that I had been feeling. Small words like unhappy and sad couldn't describe how I was feeling right now. The emotional turmoil I was going through was palpable. Suffering, distress, hurt, pain, misery, anxiety, torment.. all the emotions of grief and sorrow.

My brother may have tried multiple attempts to end mine and Kenny's life. He may have sent me death threats and also threatened to kill my kids. I should be hating him, I know. But I just couldn't let the last hour cloud and erase the last twenty years of our lives. Max has been my rock, ever since I was five, ever since I moved in with them.

He has been my heart in a human form, my best friend. And even though our last encounter wasn't what something I'd ever imagined to happen between the two of us, I would have found it somewhere in me to forgive him, well if he didn't kill me.

I felt myself get a feeling lightheadedness. The cluster headache and migraine was causing me so much dizziness. I felt cold and my vision suddenly got blurry.

"Blue!" Was the last thing I heard before my vision blacked out.

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Kenny's POV.

After Blue passed out we had to rush her to the hospital. My stomach was churning with anxiety every passing second without knowing what state she's in. It has been two hours and no doctor or atleast one of the nurses has come out.

Seeing her like that.. nothing could be more devastating. She had bruises and wounds all over her body... some old, some still bleeding. I can't even begin to imagine what she went through, the beatings and totoure she endured. It broke me, but most of all, it enraged me.

The bastards who did this to her didn't deserve such an easy death. If I wasn't clouded by my anger at that moment, I would've made sure to keep them alive. Moscow and Max deserved to suffer a slow and painful death. I wanted to inflict them with so much pain that they'd beg me to end their lives sooner.

But I really don't regret putting a bullet through their skulls. I don't care who that person is in Blue's life, brother or cousin... They made my girl suffer and I wasn't gonna let them get away with it.

Every passing second without her in my arms, furled my anger bit by bit. And when I finally shot Max, I felt like one bullet wasn't enough. I wanted to make sure that he didn't get a chance to survive, I wanted to make sure he was dead and he won't even live to tell the tale of how he kidnapped my girl.

Blue might not have been happy with the decision but I'd do it all over again if it meant protecting her. It was either her or her brother, cause I know if I hadn't acted on time, the motherfucker would've pulled the trigger. And even if he wasn't, I was going to end him either way, he dared to touch what's mine.

*

I ran my hands through my hair as I took out my phone to text Jake that we managed to get Blue out of there. I also texted Sam to tell him that him and Maddie didn't need to bring the riff anymore. Alexander and I had made another plan to open the metallic door, I just couldn't wait another two days for the riff to get here. Not while I knew where she was kept.

The doctor came out of the room and I immidietly stood up as she headed to me. "How is she ?"

She smiled sadly. "We've managed to stabilize her, she suffered from a severe internal bleeding which for now luckily stopped on it's own... But we have to keep her monitored to make sure it doesn't start again. If it does, she'll need surgery."

"Her blood glucose levels are extremely low..." The doctor continued. "She might have passed out because of dehydration and a lack of crucial vitamins and minerals, but her injuries were also an active factor."

"We did an X-ray and found out she has 7 fractured bones. Three from her dislocated left shoulder, her arm, her collarbone, knee, and her third and fourth metacarpal of her right hand. She also has a punctured spleen so she has to undergo an internal fixation surgery."

The only thing I heard was that Blue was bleeding internally, she hadn't eaten or drank anything in days, she has 7 broken bones. I didn't think I could be more angered, but I was clearly wrong.

"But I also have some good news." The woman smiled. "None of her wounds are infected. They're non bacterial and they should be healing weeks from now.. plus she's regained consciousness."

"She's awake ?" My eyes widened and the doctor nodded.

Why didn't she say that in the first place?

I felt so much relief and happiness flooding through me as I headed to her room. I opened the door only to find her just staring intently at the ceiling.

She was in the blue hospital gown. Her dark hair was sprawled all over the pillow, her face still flawlessly beautiful despite the bruises and cuts. I walked inside, my footsteps causing her to snap out of her trance and look at me.

She tried to sit up straight but I held her down, signalling her to rest. "Is he really gone ?" She whispered and I immidietly knew who she was talking about.

After all the shit that motherfucker put Blue through, she still cared and loved him tremendously. Max was ready to pull the trigger and end her life, but she seemed to forget about that part.

I nodded and kissed her forehead before I took a seat on the chair next to the bed. "How you feeling ?"

"Better." She said softly. "thank you for saving me."

"I love you." I held her hand in mine. "And I''m just glad you're safe.. sorry it took us so long-"

"I love you too." She interrupted with a smile.

I can't even imagine what would've happened to me if I couldn't see that smile anymore. And I won't have to imagine it, because as much as she insists on being dependent on herself when it comes to safety... Protecting Blue will be my first and most important priority.

"You missed me ?" She wiggled her eyebrows and I chuckled.

"Nah." I shrugged, scrunching my face.

She laughed. "Liar."

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