Enemy Confessions

Chapter Thirty Seven | Enemy Confessions

"What is going on?" I repeated. I couldn't move. I was trying to process if this was real. It reminded me of when I woke up in the hospital and asked about Amelia. My family sat frozen, wondering what to say. I could tell that whatever they were about to say wasn't going to be good news.

"Where's. Cale?" I repeated the words slowly. Everyone was still silent. "Someone please tell me what the fuck is going on!" I saw Emily flinch before she spoke.

"It' about Cale."

"I fucking gathered that already!" I yelled at her. My patience was non-existent by this point. I started chewing on my lip uncontrollably and shook my head; this can't be happening.

"Sterling. please." Maria pleaded. "We're all upset right now."

"Right now I'm just angry cause no one has actually told me what has happened yet!"

"He was found unconcious on the ground. From what I hear there was quite a bit of blood." Emily stared before starting to cry like a humpback whale. At that moment, I could have punched her for her theatrics.

Her words finally clicked in my head. "Where is he?"

"At the hospital," Luke said quietly.

"Why aren't you guys there? Is he..." I couldn't finish the sentence. Maybe if I didn't ask the question, the outcome would be different.

Maria shook her head. "He's not allowed visitors right now, only immediate family. He hasn't woken up..." She stared at the ground again, holding back tears.

I started to see tunnel vision, and everything was going black around me. I knew someone was speaking, but I couldn't hear the words. The earth felt heavier, and my heart physically began to ache. I had to pull it together. For him.

"Where are his car keys?" I asked, interrupting whoever was speaking. Right now, I wanted to feel numb, but instead, I was feeling everything. No one would make eye contact with me as I looked between them, waiting for an answer.

"Sterling, I don't think you should be driving..." Luke started to speak, stepping towards me.

I closed my eyes in frustration and held my hand up. I was not in the mood to be told what to do.

"Where are his keys." I asked again, trying to steady my voice. Now was not the time to question what I needed. Cale would have known that if he was here.

"Where. Are. His. Car. Keys." I repeated through gritted teeth.

"Someone tell me. NOW!" The only thing I knew at this moment was I needed to see him, and no one was going to get in the way of that. I felt like I was going to cry, but this time the tears were from a new feeling, a feeling I hadn't felt since my sister died. That feeling was fear. The fear that I would never see Cale Maddox again. My heart felt like it was being crushed.

Luke finally looked at me, and his eyes softened. He could see the emotion on my face. "They're on his night stand," He said quietly, not knowing if telling me was the right thing to do.

Without another word, I walked into his room and grabbed the keys from his nightstand. I didn't look at anyone on my way out, but as I shut the door and started walking down the hallway to the elevator, I heard soft sobs coming from inside the dorm and realised how serious the situation actually was.

I ran to the parkade. I'm pretty sure I knocked a few people over along the way, but I can't be sure.

I finally reached his obnoxious car and got in. I could smell his cologne still lingering. I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I closed my eyes and inhaled. I don't know what I would do if I could never smell the scent wit in combination with his skin again. Tears started to fall from my eyes as I started the engine. I blinked back the tears so I could see and told myself everything is going to be ok. It has to be. It needs to be.