Violet's POV:

"I guess this is it, then." Jacob says, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

"Get the fuck out man, stop the bullshit. You're leaving for two weeks." Alex says making us all laugh.

"Damn. I wanted to make this emotional." Jacob responds still laughing and Silvia shoves his shoulder.

"Come on. We have a flight to catch. Even though I really wanted to see Blake spill some tears at the sight of us leaving..." Silvia pouts and we laugh again, while Blake only smiles.

"Yeah keep dreaming. Try not to kill my brother, will you?" Blake gives her a hug before turning to his brother.

"And you," He points his finger at Jacob "Be careful, she's already pregnant." He says and Silvia covers her face, clearly embarrassed.

"He's right. But have fun anyways." I add, smiling to them.

Blake turns to me and smirks, arching an eyebrow.

"Seems to me you should be the careful ones." Silvia says laughing.

"She's right. But have fun anyways." Jacob copies me, and I fake a gasp, smiling.

"I wouldn't mind a mini Sil," Alex speaks "Or a mini Violet," He glances at me "But no way in hell I'm dealing with a mini Jacob or Blake."

We laugh again. It feels so nice to have these moments.

"I'm kidding. Now, go catch your flight. See you in two weeks lovebirds." Alex hugs them before walking away, probably towards his room to rest.

"Have fun guys. We'll handle everything here." I say, smiling at my best friends.

"Ci vediamo tra due settimane, non farla arrabbiare troppo spesso." Blake smiles at his brother as they hug.

("See you in two weeks, don't make her mad too often.")

"I will want the details when you're back." I smirk at Silvia and she laughs, before I tell her I'm joking.

I hug them again before they get into the car and drive off, to the airport.

They were going to Italy for two weeks to relax. It's their right to do so.

Everything seems good, things are proceeding well and everyone is fine.

And because everything is going pretty good, I get the feeling that something bad will happen eventually.

It always happens.

But, for now, I will stop being paranoid and I will try to relax too.

"Are you okay?" The deep voice makes its way to my ears.

I glance up to see a worried? Blake.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I sigh and begin to walk to my room before a warm hand grabs my arm, pulling me back into a strong chest.

"I know what you're thinking. Everyone's doing well, you don't need to worry about something happening any moment." He reassures me, stroking my back with his thumb.

This man.

"Can I take you on a date tonight?" He casually asks.

"What makes you think I want to?" I ask to tease him a little. I like to push his buttons down.

"Oh you know, " His hand goes to my ass, caressing it before giving it a slap "Just the way your body reacts to me." He makes sure his breath hits my ear.

"My body lies." I shrug my shoulders, acting as if he's not making me flustered.

"You are a bad liar. That's for sure." He smirks.

Gosh.

"I'm kidding, come on. You know how I love to push your buttons down." I smile, his hands travel to my hips.

"You should try unbuttoning them. You'd enjoy it way more, believe me." He smirks before I slap his chest playfully.

Horny motherfucker.

"Be ready at 19.30. I'm going to the company now, hope you'll miss me." He winks at me before kissing my lips and pulling away, walking to the stairs.

"Better get your hopes down, Ferreri!" I shout, laughing before walking to my room.

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I hear my phone buzzing on my nightstand.

What the hell?

I open my eyes, everything's dark in here, I guess I slept a lot more than I should've.

The only light is the one made my the screen of my phone, which is buzzing, signalling me someone's calling.

I grab it and answer it without looking at the username.

"Hello?"

"I love you."

Blake?

"Blake? Are you okay?"

I can hear him breathing.

"What the hell is going on?"

No answer.

"Blake! Where are you?"

He's still not talking. He's just breathing. I'm not even sure he's the one breathing through the phone at this point.

And then the call ends.

Silence became my worst fear.

Just for a moment, just for a moment I stare at the phone on my hands.

Then, chaos.

I get up from my bed and run downstairs, where is everybody?

"Alex!" I scream, starting to panic.

"Help, somebody!" I scream running through the doors, getting the feeling that I've been left alone.

"Violet? What's going on?" A voice comes through the living room's doorway.

I turn around to see Alex rubbing his eyes, his expression confused.

"Blake." I can't breathe.

"Woah, relax. Breathe, Violet." Alex almost rushes to me, afraid that I might faint.

"He's in danger." I say, looking at my hands. I can only see red.

"He's not, " Alex caresses my cheek.

", but you are."

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My body's moving.

But it's not me doing that.

I'm on a stretcher.

"Hold on sweetheart." A woman says. A nurse? A doctor?

The smells of clean halls and a variety of medicines hit my noise thrills.

"Violet, you hold on. You understand?" The voice of my husband makes its way to my ears.

"You hold on." He says again.

I try to find him, but I can't move my head.

He seems to be in a lot of pain. Physically and emotionally.

I remember now.

We were having dinner at this nice restaurant.

We joked and we laughed, we drank. I drank.

Blake didn't want to, he was the one driving.

When we were done, we left the restaurant and got in our car.

I was laughing and trying to put on some music, he was driving.

I was trying to put on "Enchanted" by Taylor Swift.

I finally managed to start the song.

But I never got to finish it tonight.

A loud noise, an excruciating pain on every part of my body, and then nothing.

Nothing, until now.

"Your car was hit by another, you've been in a car accident sweetie. I need you to relax. We are going to do the best we can, okay?" The woman speaks again.

Blake. Is he okay?

"My husband. Is," I try to speak, but it hurts. Everything hurts.

"Your husband is hurt, but he's doing just fine, he's right beside you even though in a few seconds he will have to leave. We'll have to treat him as well." She tells me.

"Blake." I whisper, a tear falling from my eye.

"I'm right here baby." He answers.

"Listen, to the doctors. I will,"

"I will be fine." I manage to finish my sentence, breathing heavily.

"I'm not leaving you." He states, and I know every decision he makes is not to be discussed. But I know better than this.

"I'm asking you. Go." I try to smile, knowing he's looking at me even though I can't see him.

With me on the stretcher, the woman and the other doctors finally reach the room they will operate me in.

"Mr Ferreri I'm going to ask you to please step out of the room and get yourself treated. We will try our best here." The woman tells him, but he's not listening.

"I'm not leaving." He says again.

"Mr Ferreri, please don't-" The woman starts again, but I cut her off.

"Blake, go. Please." I hear silence. I know he won't discuss anything I say.

"I love you, Violet." I heard him say, but I also heard his footsteps fading away.

He didn't let me say it back.

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I ghosted you for a long time and I am truly sorry.

After this chapter there's one where I explain everything that went on (in my life and in this chapter).

I love each and every one of you.