Broken Visions

Chapter 33

After having the most intense sex ever, I lie in bed beside him, face to face, staring at him, trying to brand his beautiful face into my mind so hopefully when I die, it’ll be the last thing I see.

“You know, I never stopped thinking about you,” Alex says, resting his hand on my hip. “After you left.”

“I wish I could have thought about you,” I admit. “But I didn’t really think about much of anything honestly.”

“It’s not your fault,” he says, tracing circles on my hipbone.

“I know, but I still wish I could have.”

It grows quiet between us and then he sits up in the bed and reaches for his jeans on the floor. “I want to do something,” he says and when he sits back up he has a knife in his hand. “I want to make another Blood Promise.”

“What kind of a Blood Promise?” I sit up, intrigued.

“One that will help us through this.” He touches his finger to the tip of the knife and pricks it. “One that will make the impossible possible.”

I don’t quite understand, but the silent plea in his eyes is enough for me to easily give into his request. “Alright, let’s make a promise.” I lift my hand that is marked with the scar of the original Blood Promise and hold it out to him.

He slices the palm of his hand open, his breath faltering as he carries my gaze and the carefully cuts mine. With blood trickling out of both our hands, he presses our palms together. “EGO spondeo vos ero totus vox,” The words pour out of his soul. “EGO spondeo EGO mos operor quisquis capit ut servo vos.”

When he’s done, I wait for him to tell me what he needs me to say, but he lowers his hand to his lap and puts the knife on the nightstand.

“That was a one-sided promise.” I cup my hand to catch the blood but the wound is already healing up.

“It was a one-sided promise that needed to be made.”

“But that doesn’t seem fair… I didn’t promise you anything back.”

“Trust me,” he says with a sad smile. “I got everything I needed.”

Something about this is all wrong. “Alex, I—”

“Please Gemma, this is what I need,” he begs and I surrender to him, because really I have no other choice.