"I'M SORRY MR KINGSLEY, but she's in critical condition at the moment, so unfortunately we don't know how she's going to be until she wakes up.'

'I hate you Sebastian Kingsley, I hate you so much.'

'What happened to my baby sister?'

'Jeffrey died on impact, I am so sorry for your loss.'

'I'm so tired, please let me sleep.'

'She might not wake for days, weeks, months, or even years. It's extremely hard to tell at this point, we are doing everything we can.'

'Did you break her heart? Is that what happened to her?'

Many different voices from many different people were on a constant replay in my head. Lucas was jumping in between rooms to visit his baby sister and his girlfriend and new-born children. That's the only good news circling around right now. Natalia did an insanely good job at delivering two healthy humans into this world, apparently. I don't doubt it for a second either, because that girl is amazingly strong considering all the shit in the past she's had to endure. Atlas Chase Black was born at 10:44 a.m. and his younger twin sister, Astrid Rose Black was born at 10:54 a.m. exactly ten minutes between each other.

Atlas is a lump of a baby if I'm being honest. Weighing in at a whopping ten pounds, whereas Astrid is a dainty little thing at six pounds. Lucas managed to get me out of the waiting room right outside of Alexandra's room and into Natalia's to see them. I have to admit, for the ten minutes that I was in that room, I felt happy. Well, as happy as I could be given the circumstances. I'm excited to see Atlas and Aster grow up. See what they look like, what hobbies they're into, the friends they make. Hopefully, I'll get to be a fun uncle to them, even if I'll be all the way in London.

I can't believe I listened to that fucking asshole of my father. He agreed that if I leave for London, then Alexandra wouldn't be harmed. But he fucking lied. Alexandra could fucking die because of his manipulative ass, and I am so helpless. I can't do a single thing to make her better, to take her pain away.

I've decided that I'll be leaving for London on January 13th, whether Alexandra lives or not. But I pray to god that she lives. I want her to live a happy life with someone she loves and who loves her back, even if it's not me. Despite my father's cruel intentions, what he told me is true. I am a coward who is too afraid to love because of my daddy issues. I will miss my friends and family dearly, I just wish there were another way.

The doctors pronounced Jeffrey, Alexandra's family driver, dead as soon as he got to the ambulance. I know that Alexandra will be devastated when she wakes up. Not only was Jeffrey her family's driver, but she thought of him as part of their family. Mr and Mrs Black took authority in calling Jeffrey's family, even if they were distraught over their youngest child's critical condition and mourning the death of a family member.

"How's your girlfriend doing, Kingsley? I guess I should say ex-girlfriend now, huh?" I heard a deep smug voice chuckle at me. I looked to my left and saw the very last person I wanted to see. Damien.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I harshly growled at him. My voice was hoarse because I had been crying for hours.

"I warned you, Sebastian. If you don't pay me back, your little girlfriend will get hurt and it's all your fault," he told me mockingly. "But luckily daddy dearest paid me this morning. Actually, he paid me just after the mysterious accident, what a coincidence right?" he cocked a brow at me, and I just lost it. I threw myself off of my uncomfortable chair, reeled my arms back and punched him in the nose, satisfied when hearing a searing crack. Damien began cursing and shouting at me, as I stormed away into Alexandra's room. For the first time since she got here.

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"You know I lied right?", I began talking to the love of my life, and she doesn't even know it. "You were never just a good fuck, I mean you were a good fuck perfect even, but tha- shit. I love you, okay? I love you so fucking much baby, and I hate myself because I never told you. Now it's too late," I began getting chocked up on my words as realisation hit that I actually might never be able to tell Alexandra Black that I love her.

"My father was right. I am a coward who's too afraid to love, that's why I need to leave as soon as possible, especially before I fucking kill Damien and my father. But you need to promise me something, okay? Promise me, that you will wake up, and you will walk out of this damn hospital healthy, and you will love someone who's actually deserving of your love," as I finished talking, I completely broke down. Knowing that Alexandra might not even do any of things because of me.

"I leave for London in two days. It's hard you know? I want you to wake up for my own selfish purposes before I leave, but then I want you to wake up after I leave because saying goodbye to you will be the hardest shit I'll ever have to do. Actually, seeing you here is the hardest shit I will ever have to do," I grabbed her hand and intertwined our fingers. "I know that I don't have the right to do this with you anymore, lace our fingers together so that they fit so perfect. But maybe just for a second I can pretend that your still mine," I sucked in a sharp breath as I finished speaking, leaning down to place a small kiss on her cold cheek.

"Please come back to me. Lexi, I need you. We all need you. Atlas and Astrid need to meet their beautiful aunt –" I was interrupted by a hand being placed on my shoulder. I looked up to see Amelia staring down at me with features so remarkably similar to Alexandra. Her eyes were red and puffy, a tell tale sign that she had been crying for hours.

"I thought I was the beautiful aunt," she managed to crack a small joke with the smallest of smiles but failed to do so as her smile slipped, and her hard exterior came off. Her body began shaking as sobs wracked her body. I immediately threw my arms around Amelia's back, hugging her tightly to me as we both cried next to Amelia's bed.

"I'm so sorry Meils, I am so incredibly sorry that I broke your baby sisters' heart and now she's in hospital," I began hyperventilating as sobs broke out of my chest, my vision blurry due to my overflowing tears.

"It's not your fault Sebastian, it was that damn Jackson kid, her ex. He was the one driving the car," Amelia began crying once again.

"What?" I seethed at hearing the name of one of the people I hate most in the world.

"It was Jackson Collins. He's not in the hospital though, he got a concussion and that's it, he was discharged and hour ago," Amelia sniffled as she looked towards her baby sister. My blood instantly boiled at this new information.

I abruptly stood up from my chair, my hand letting go of Alexandra's small frail one. I threw the door open and began marching down the hallway to the exit of the hospital.

"Sebastian! What are you doing?!?" I heard Amelia yell from just outside of Alexandra's room. I turned my head around to see her running a hand through her dark unruly curly hair.

Well, now I've got three people to murder.

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Chapter 33! How are we feeling? I know that a lot of you were upset during the last chapter, but don't worry, hopefully everything will be okay!

Status: unedited

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- Addy :)