Chapter 60 - Blake Pierce

Blake POV

“Oh, thank fuck you’re awake,” Wyatt says as he steps closer to me and Emma steps away from the bed. Wyatt’s lips meet my forehead and I look at him, lost deep in thoughts. Why was his face the last thing I remember seeing? The darkness engulfed me when I fell back, when The Reaper pushed me away from the shooter.

I remember the screaming, but I don’t know if it was real. Why was Wyatt there? He was in England, or wherever it was he went to do some business. Why was he there? I remember the feeling of being in someone’s arms as my wound on the back of my head was stinging. I move my hand touching the back of my head and I flinch with the pain of moving my arm and touching my head.

“Are you okay? Has the doctor been here?” Wyatt asks and as if it was magic, the door opens and the doctor walks in. He is tall and handsome with blonde hair pulled back. His smile is the same as the nurses’s. He steps to