Part Twenty-Three

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When we got to the hospital Louis was immediately rushed to the ER. The boys and I anxiously sat in the waiting room to hear about his condition.

After a while a doctor came out telling us Louis would be okay. He had lost a lot of blood which is why he passed out, but they gave him a few blood transfusions and he was now stable. They told us that his side wound was severe, needing lots stiches and care, and that he wouldn’t be able to move around too much for the next few weeks. They also told us he had sustained a concussion from whatever caused his head wound, but luckily he wasn’t in a coma.

After asking some questions about what happened – which we couldn’t answer because we didn’t know – they allowed us to go to his room to see him. We entered the room to find Louis sleeping.

We couldn’t see the stitching under neither his dressing gown, but we could see the large bandage wrapped around his head.

We sat around for a while, just talking and waiting for Louis to wake up. None of us had any idea about what could have happened to him because no one had heard from him all day. A little bit later Lou finally woke and we all tensed up, waiting to see what his reaction to the situation would be.

I think it’s fair to say, we were all surprised when he started crying. He didn’t seem sad though… he seemed, scared.

With his face in his hands he began to mumble a bunch of things but none of us could understand what he was trying to say.

“Woah, Lou… calm down. You’re okay now.” Niall hushed him, rubbing his back gently.

“What were you saying?” Liam questioned.

“I’m sorry.” Louis repeated.

This was the second time Louis had said this and I was truly confused. “What do you mean ‘you’re sorry’ Louis?” I asked.

“I’m so sorry, Penelope. This.” He paused “I deserved this. But you don’t. The guy that did this… he’s coming for you.” Louis broke into sobs again while I just sat there shocked and confused. “I didn’t know. He’s crazy, Penny. Dangerous. I didn’t know he planned to hurt anyone. I just.. I’m so sorry.”

All the boys stared at me confused, I just shrugged not knowing what he meant either.

Harry seemed upset, “What do you mean, Lou? Who is dangerous?” he asked sternly.

“Conor Jacobson.”

As he said this the blood from my face drained. It can’t be.

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I know some of you had certain suspisions... but were any of them this? Did any of you guess that it was another, completely different person?

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