Page 113 of Killian De Luca

My mom has been blowing up my phone since he got home but I haven’t answered her calls.

I haven’t answered her calls, Thalia’s calls, Rowan’s calls, not a single fucking person.

Because I couldn’t care less.

I lost the only person I loved and would do anything for in this world and now she’s gone.

So no, I didn’t want to hear any sorry’s or “I’m here for you’s.”

I don’t fucking care.

They don’t know what it’s like having her heart in my chest.

They don’t know how much guilt I felt when killing all those people.

It was a battle between my head and my heart.

I know that the heart in my chest, Reign’s heart, is the reason I feel guilty and want to undo what I did.

But then my head cuts in and says they should have never fucking touched her in the first place.

And then let’s not forget about my fucking dad. Who’s a cunt and doesn’t care about anyone but himself.

I hate him.

There is nothing in this world that could make me forgive him or see him any different.

When I walk inside the house, I see the one person I didn’t want to see.

Fucking great.

Pretty sure he heard my car.

“Killian, we need-”

I shake my head and walk past him to go upstairs. “Don’t.”

“Killian-”

I turn around to face him. “Do you know what fucking happened?!” I yell and walk closer to him. “I have the heart of the girl I fucking love inside my goddamn chest.” I yell, trying to hold in the tears that are threatening to fall.

“I know-”

“Do you know?” I furrow my eyebrows at him. “Because it seems like you’re a selfish prick who doesn’t care about anyone but themselves!” I yell. “I have Reign Pierce’s heart, the girl I love, inside my fucking chest,” I say, grabbing where my heart is located. “Do you understand how badly I want to rip it out of me? It doesn’t fucking belong there.”

My dad’s jaw clenches. “I did everything for you Killian! I have killed for you. I have provided for you and loved you the best I could. I'm sorry things happened the way they did but what more do you want from me?”

“I wanted more time,” I say as a tear finally falls from my eye. “I wanted more time to spend with Reign. I wanted more time to have this baby with her.”

My dad’s face pales, and his eyes widen. “Baby?

I shake my head lightly and nip my bottom lip. “Yea, she was fucking pregnant. She got a C-section before they did the transplant. Con-fucking-grats. You’re a grandpa again but not to Landon.”

“Is it a boy or a girl?”

“Girl.”

My dad looks behind me as if she’s there walking.