Chapter 28

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People, I know that I needed way too long to post this chapter but one excuse for it is, yeah , SCHOOL!

New year and new, stupid, vain, snobby people who my friend calls frustrated princesses. Yupp they can be real pain in the neck…

Anyway I hope you like it and I have some great news for you or sad I don't know… The book is almost done, soooooo few more chapters (maximum 4 new chapters) and we will reach the ‘the end’

So vote comment like and I'll do the same…

And note that it is R rated and it is not being edited so I apologize for any grammar/vocabulary or I don't -know -what errors.

Love you all

Xxx

Helen

CHAPTER 28

Alex's POV

“You” The creepy, husky voice of John appeared out of nowhere in the dark hall of the hospital surrounded with menthol green walls.

I slowly turned around looking at his pale face and huge under eye circles. The concentrated smell of alcohol was splaying in the air, while he was slowly breathing meanwhile staring at me with a dull look.

“You are dead! Jennifer is dead because of you! You killed her you stupid son of a” He said without any emotion, putting a silver hunting knife out of his pocket;

“No! She's breathing…” I cut him off, realizing that my heart started beating faster and faster.

“You are scared ha?” John came even closer, putting his knife on my neck. The moon light reflected the knife, lighting up my face. He was breathing in me and I could clearly smell the vodka.

“Listen! Kill me, I don't care! But she is alive! Otherwise you would have known!” I pouted.

“Fine! I'll kill you… I thought you'd beg me, but you make this even uninteresting… Party breaker” The loud yelling of John mixed with sudden laugh was resounding in the hospital wing.

“Good! But kill me outside and let me see her for one last time” I desperately tried to make an escape plan.

If I yell he will kill me; they wouldn't be able to come fast enough! If I run away… I can't run away, when I barely walk! Shit!

We were silently walking along the hall; He was standing close to me, his knife pointed in my lower back area. I stopped in front of the 458 room, where Jennifer was calmly lying.

“Here” I whispered, opening the door.

He came first, barely walking; he then sat on the bed next to her and started crying, holding her hand tight.

“You love her don't you?” I asked him, whispering.

“Yeah, no shit Sherlock! But the more I see her with you the more I know that I do not deserve her man… She is just perfect… I'm an idiot trying to prove myself that I'm great and the best, but I found out that I'm miserable jerk who broke her heart and let go the only person who cared about me… It's too late for me and her. He was murmuring.

What am I? Confession room?

“She likes you; even at the party when she was drugged she said that she loved you;” He kept saying things I couldn't link up.

Drugs? What party? Wait, what the fuck is he talking about?

“She gave up our baby man! That little thing that was ours! She didn't want to have anything with me” He continued.

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