Spin My Love (My Love #1)(48)

“You’re so good to me.” I sigh, closing the door and putting my seat belt on.

Soft music plays on the radio as we drive home.

“You’re going to have to tell us what happened,” Levi says after some time.

“I will,” I tell him, but don’t say anything else. I’m almost embarrassed to admit what happened. How do I say, I went into his bathroom and found drugs? Just throw it out there?

“Are you trying to protect him?” Levi asks.

Is that what I was doing?

“I guess I just don’t know what to do,” I admit. If he did have to go back to rehab, would I stick by him, wait for him to come out and try again?

Yes, I would wait for him. I’d do anything for him. I’d want to be there for him and help him in any way I could.

Be his rock.

“I think I’ve messed up,” I admit.

“Everyone makes mistakes, Giselle. Tane is a good man, and I know for a fact he’s crazy about you. I’m happy for the two of you. Everyone knew you were meant to be together.”

I shouldn’t have left him. Why did I leave? I should have stayed there so we could talk it out. I should have trusted him. He hasn’t given me a reason not to. I acted irrationally.

I ran.

Why did I run?

Tane needed me right then, and I bailed when I should have been there by his side, offering help.

What if he needs help?

I won’t give up on him.

“You’re right,” I tell Levi. He’s always right. “I love you. You know that, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do, and the feeling is mutual. Now talk to me, Giselle,” Levi says in a low tone.

I open my mouth to tell him everything, but suddenly the car jerks on the gravelly road.

“Shit,” Levi says. The car swerves out of control and Levi pulls on the steering wheel, trying to correct its path. All it does it make the car go skidding the other way, so when he pulls on the wheel one more time, the car goes flying.

It happens so fast. I’m not sure how many times we rolled. It could be once. It could be five times. My head hits the roof and the window, causing sharp stabs of pain that turns into a relentless throbbing. The car finally stops moving and we’re tilted on the side, my side down.

When my vision clears, I turn to look at Levi. His face is covered in blood but I can’t identify the source. It’s splattering onto me and my panic increases.

“Levi?” I croak. He doesn’t respond. “LEVI!”

He doesn’t even move.

I hear someone calling out to us but my vision goes blurry. A concerned man’s face appears in my window and it’s the last thing I see before everything goes black.

*****

I wake to my whole body hurting. I feel stiff. My eyes flutter open in confusion. Where was I?

“Gage?” I rasp when I see my brother flopped down in a chair near my bed. He lifts his head, eyes red and swollen. He looks like shit.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, standing and holding my hand.

His is ice-cold.

“What happened?” I ask him.

“You were in a car crash,” he says hoarsely.

“Parker?”

“He’s safe, don’t worry. Do you remember what happened?” he asks in a careful tone.

Memories flash. The car rolling. Levi.

“Levi,” I say, tears pooling in my eyes. “Where is he?”

I remember the last time I saw his face covered in blood.

Gage shakes his head and starts to cry. My brother. I’ve never seen him cry since we were children.

Instantly, I know. Nothing else would bring Gage to look this devastated.

“No,” I say shaking my head, the brace around my neck restricting my movement. “No. No. No.”

Gage covers his face with his hands. “He didn’t make it, Giselle.”

He didn’t make it.

Four words.

He didn’t make it.

Levi.

I shatter. My world crumbles. No, he can’t be gone?

“No!” I wail, breaking down in hysterical sobs.

We cry together. We cry for all that we’ve lost.

We cry for Levi.

This is all my fault. He shouldn’t have had to get up to pick me up from the airport. I should have taken in a taxi.

Why didn’t I get in a taxi?

Gage scrubs his hand down his face. “This is all my fault.”

Wait, what?

“I asked him to get you because I was with Bianca. It should have been me.”

Guess I wasn’t the only one blaming myself.

“It wasn’t.” It’s all I manage to say. “Why did this happen?”

“Fuck Giselle, thank God you’re alright,” Gage mutters, leaning over me and kissing my brow. “If I lost you too …” He pauses. “I’ll be back. Parker is in the waiting room with Bianca.”

A nurse walks in, wanting to check me over.

Gage walks out and I’m left feeling empty. Destroyed. Like someone who just lost her best friend.





Chapter Twenty-five

Giselle

I’m kept in the hospital overnight. I’m fine, just a little bruised up. I had a concussion, so the doctors want to keep an eye on me. Parker and Gage spend the day with me, then go home at around six pm.