Chapter 12

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Katherine POV

Some people said Love is the only way out, but I found it's the way that only kills people the fastest.

Death is the only way out for me in this world and I chose the death path now everything felt so incredible.

The pain might last for a long time, but after that I can meet my mom again right? I can live with her forever without hearing someone curse at me or someone to abuse me both physically and mentally, but the first thing i saw after I woke up is a white room with the sound from some machine.

The white color welcomed me to another dream of being in the heaven with my mom, but then I heard my name being called from outside the room. It's very familiar and some other noises inside the room. I shut my eyes again when I heard the voice from the one.

This must be a bad dream, a nightmare again because he won't appear in heaven or hell with me. I don't to hear that voice, I want my mom and no one else in my life again.

I don't want him close or hear him talk. He might hit me again or yell at me or abuse me again and again for that girl. I want to scream at them, but I can't. I just want to get away from them as fast as I could.

How can he hunt me till the end like this. Then suddenly I felt someone hug me. The hands were so warm and I can hear soft sobs in my ears. It's Wendy. What is she doing here? Is this a dream again? No, it's not anymore. I didn't even die. I opened my eyes to see my bestfriend with the ugliest face ever from her. I couldn't help but laugh at her.

This girl is seriously no joke. She can bright your day even in the worst situation ever and she even cried even harder and she saw me laugh and started hitting me like a crazy.

Oh gosh, save me and then I saw a hand stopped her and right at that moment I saw another hand hold her hand back. A big tall guy which I can be sure that man can make her do anything in her life and the same man who can die for her anytime, Jake Evans.

How lucky my life can be when I got him to and visit me here, a place which I assume he won't like a bit, a hospital. No one likes that okay? Letting me watching the sweetest and the most famous couple in our school right when I woke up? Haizz, life could never be sweeter and the my sight fell on the guy next to Jake, another tall man which I know too well.

He flashed me his famous goody smile before coming closer to me, Luke. He came closer with a big bonquet of roses on his hands, my favorite flowers.

He is still the best man that can exist in my life. He still kept that sweet smile for me whenever we meet. Doesn't this man ever feel sad or disappointed at me for what he had to see before this happen?

He doesn't show anything for real and I can't get him at all and the he turned around and met my eyes before he bends down and gave me light peck on my forehead. I can hear the "woo" noise from the stupid dorky couple and the boys. Seriously, who the hell called the kings of our school cold boys and chics?

They are just some stupid childish guys that luckily get a perfect background and perfect faces and when I was about to ask them what the hell are they doing in the hospital, Luke already put a finger on my mouth to give the signal of being silent.

"You need to rest okay? It's been almost a week since you did those stupid thing. You must be very tired right? Keep quiet dear." then he sat down on the chair next to me and took my hand and a wet towel to clean them. Ehhh, this Luke is freaking weird and what is he doing to me now?

I'm not a baby anymore. I looked to Wendy to ask for some help and she noticed the signs before she called her brother and the boys out for me to relax. The both said goodbye to me sweetly except for Wendy who throw her fist up before she went. That only means I will have to take it after I got better. Help me........

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The next morning, everything did feel better though, but I sill feel so bad about everything. Everyone is like trying hard to keep my spirit up and they even took away all the sharp things in the room to make sure I wouldn't do something stupid again.

It's almost a nice day for me again except for a visit from the Wilson. Mrs.Wilson really cared for me, but she felt so bad after the thing I did and I felt very guilty for making her worried. She is like my other mother in this world. She truely cares a lot for me.

"I want you to be better before we leave." leave? What is she talking about? This really caught my attention again and We? Does that mean the Wilson family will leave and move away?

" You mean?" I asked politly before she sighed and took my hand in hers.

"I mean, we will leave together to the other country. After you got better, we will go back and pack your things to leave. Aaron's father got it big this time and we will go America and I promise your mom if she is not here to always take good care of you?" What does she mean together? I don't want to leave this place with them.

I don't even want to live in the same house with those people except for a few ones. I teared up at the thought of getting away from my friends here. They are alrealdy like a family to me. I don't need anything else.

"No Mrs.Wilson, I can't."

"But Kathy, dear, you can't live alone in this place."

"no, please, I can't leave this place, please." I begged and cried again. She looks at me with the sad eyes and sighed one more time.

"alright, we won't talk about this today. But you should think about it okay? I will talk to you tomorrow." with that, the old woman left the room and leaving me again. I turned my head to look at the window. I really don't want to go with them.

I just want to stay here even how hard it can be to be alone but it's better than living in a prison. I want to be free and as my thought flew outside of the window with the blue sky, without my knowing, someone entered the room before I saw that shadow in the window's glass and my eyes widen at the firgure.

He stood there before smiled a smile as I guess because I never saw one from him and what does he want from me this time. We both stared at each other through the window before he opened his mouth to talk.

"Do you hate me?"

Do I hate him?

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