Chapter 64: To Have And To Let Go

Blossom's POV

A cold gust of wind blew and I found myself outside. Standing on the lawn of the mansion I shared with Jevan and the children.

"What? Why am I back here in Los Angeles?" I asked myself as I struggled to move but couldn't. I was fixed in that spot.

"Hi," a voice said. I knew that voice. The love of my life appeared in front of me with his bright, comforting smile.

"Jevan, you're here? Please, let's go home. Everyone is waiting for you."

"I can't go home, Blossom. I'm so sorry. I never got a chance to say goodbye to you so here I am saying it."

"No! I don't want to hear it, Jevan. You can't leave me. You can't leave the kids. I can't do this by myself. I need you!"

"Ssshhh. Listen to me, you're stronger than you appear. You're a fighter. You'll be okay. The kids will be okay. My family would always have your back. You're a Hollen."

I couldn't control the tears from falling. Jevan reached out his hand and gently wiped the tears away before pulling me into his arms.

"Don't leave. You can't be doing this to me right now. I love you. I... I.."

"And I love you too. Then, now, always. I can't stop and I can't stay any longer. Goodbye my love."

He began to fade.

"JEVAN! JEVAN! NO! JEVAN DON'T GO! COME BACK!! DON'T DO THIS! JEVANNNNN!" ..

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"Hey, hey hey! Blossom!"

I leaped up from my sleep with tears and an aching heart.

"Jada? Oh my God."

"I heard you screaming from across the stairs. Are you okay? Bad dream?"

I nodded yes.

"Look, while you're up, I need to get something off my chest. I need to apologize to you. What I said earlier was completely out of line and Grandma was right. I shouldn't have taken any anger out on you. You didn't deserve that. I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted and I understand. I'm angry too. Actually, I'm in a world of mixed emotions right now."

Jada sat next to me and embraced me with a warm hug. "It's going to be alright. We're family. We're strong. We're going to get through this."

"Have you heard any news about Hunter? Is he caught by the police?"

"He's in police custody and he's going to be slapped with murder in the first degree. Granddad isn't about to let this one slide. He even found out that Hunter's father is the COP. And Hunter had gotten away with murder before."

"Wait! WHAT?"

"He killed one of his ex-girlfriends after she broke up with him. His father helped him got rid of the body and all traces of evidence connected to the crime. Then they made up a story that she left the country."

"But wouldn't her travel history show that that wasn't true?"

"When you're a rich person, you can buy anything, including people. Papers and data information showed she left the country on a private flight. All lies."

"Oh my God. Hunter really is a monster. I slept with and next to a monster. How can I even look at myself the same again?"

"You weren't aware. Lots of people weren't aware including myself. We're just unfolding this ourselves and we will get justice for Jevan. Hunter and his father are going to pay. We're not leaving any stones unturned."

"What about his mother?"

"I believe she suspected. She knew of the ill-treatment his ex was facing."

"Just like the way he treated me. He was ruthless. Why the hell I didn't stand up to him after that one time he laid hands on me. What was wrong with me?"

"Maybe you convinced yourself that that wasn't really him and that he would change or that it was your fault. Our minds can be so clouded sometimes even when the sight is bright and right in front of us but don't be blaming yourself for any of this. You're not Hunter. You didn't ask him to kill my brother."

"I can't believe he's gone, Jada and I'll never see him again. This shit hurts. It hurts so fucking bad and I want to strangle Hunter with my bare hands before shooting him in his messed up head!"

"Blossom, breathe! Calm yourself."

"I can't. I can't. It must really be my fault! It's my fault! I know I didn't tell Hunter to kill Jevan but he did it because he couldn't get me back!"

"Blossom! STOP IT! Snap yourself out of it. It's not your fault. Okay?"

She pulled me into another hug and broke into tears again.

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Evan Hollen POV

"I can't go in there and see my son's lifeless body, Evan," Jasmine said as we reached the threshold of the Hospital's entrance.

"You would stay in the waiting room area?"

She nodded yes and I took her to the waiting room area. I left and came back with a cup of coffee for her.

"Mr and Mrs. Hollen," a doctor greeted us, "I'm Dr. Chaplin."

"My wife is in no state to see our son. She would remain here. Please, take me to him."

"Of course. Right this way."

He led me to an elevator and we ascended.

"I'm sorry. I thought we would be heading downwards."

"Upwards, sir."

After a few more seconds, the elevator stopped and we stepped out into the VIP wing and I followed two steps behind the doctor.

Memories of my first born son played in my head. The moment he born. He opened his eyes at the sound of my voice.

The moment were I kicked him and his mom out the house over a pathetic lie.

The moment I saw him covered in his mother's blood when my crazy ex shot her in her own apartment.

The moment he came back home. The came back home. And he called he 'Dada'.

His first cussed words he heard from his aunt. His first time riding a bike and the moments he grew up before my eyes into an incredible young man. He was a reflection of myself.

I was vulnerable for the first time. I was trying to be tough throughout all of this for my wife, Jevan's wife and the rest of my family but it's eating me up inside worse than a cancer.

"Mr. Hollen. He's right in here."

Tears filled my eyes and I didn't have the strength to wipe it away. "I'm sorry. I can't."

"Mr. Hollen?"

"I need a moment." I retreated back to the elevator and closed the door behind me. I pounded my fist as hard as I could have and I kicked and I screamed.

"FUCKKKKK!"