Kacey Monroe (Before We Fractured #2) by Bradon Nave

Author:Bradon Nave [Nave, Bradon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-05-17T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

“Kacey…Kacey, wake up. Wake up and talk to me.”

Heavy with pain and exhaustion, my eyelids fought to open—once they did my breath was immediately extracted in a gasp of sheer disbelief.

“Kacey, I can’t stay long. I need you to talk to me.”

“Dad…Daddy!” My arms were too heavy to raise to him as my eyes attempted to remain focused. His face continuously distorted as if gasoline fumes were dancing in front of his features.

“I’m here. I’m here, Kacey.”

“You can’t be. How?” The tightening sensation in my throat hindered my ability to communicate. The millions of words I’d imagined saying had I had just five more minutes with him—they had all escaped me.

“Kacey I’m here with you. I’m always here with you.”

“Dad. It’s all mush. My head is mush.”

“Focus on me, Kacey. We don’t have time for mush.”

“I miss you, Dad. I need you.”

Reaching his hand to my face, I found his palm the same texture as it had been before—so soft but sporting rough calluses. Although I couldn’t feel my face entirely, I could feel his thumb wiping tears from my cheeks. “I’m always with you Kacey…but I need you to listen to me. Listen to me with all you have left.”

His voice was so clear—so vibrant and resounding in my ears. I wanted more of it, I couldn’t get enough of it. So many nights I’d cried myself to sleep just longing for the ache within me to cease long enough to drift to sleep with dry eyes—and now I was hearing his voice once more.

“Dad. Take me home with you. I wanna come home with you.” My voice failed me, my words nearly incapable of escaping my lips.

“This is different, Kacey. It’s different now. My home is different now.”

“No, Dad! I need you! I can’t do this without you anymore. I need you too much. I’m a mess without you.”

“We’re all a mess, Kacey. Life is one big, beautiful mess. But right now I need you to hear me. Listen to my voice and focus on what I’m saying.”

“I will, Dad.”

“You have to fight. You have to fight like you’ve never fought before. I need you to fight with all you have…fight like your dad taught you to fight.”

“I will but you’ll be here. You’ll be here with me to fight with me.”

His lips pressed against my forehead as his scent entered my nostrils. A heavy pinewood and cologne smell that my father boasted after woodworking in the shop was flooding my senses and resurrecting my emotions and memories.

“I’ll be here.” His palm flattened on my chest over my sternum.”

“No! Dad you can’t leave me again. I’m in trouble. I can’t get through this without you! I can’t make it without you—”

“Kacey, I need you to listen. There’s more to this than me. You have to fight to get through this. You have to give it your all.”

“Fight through what, Dad? I don’t understand.”

“Open your eyes, Kacey.”

“My eyes are open.”

“No…open your eyes.”

The soft blur to his facial features

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