I couldn't speak at this moment i was speechless, I felt loved for the first time,Sofia was the one who shows me real love. When i went to the class i couldn't focus on the lesson all i was doing is thinking and thinking about what happend with Jerome.
"I didn't see Jerome in school i think he didn't come?maybe he went home?"
Then i freaked out,i found the teacher exactly infront of me.
"What was i saying Anne" said the teacher madly
I couldn't answer him i didn't hear a word i was too busy in overthinking.
"Wait for me in the office until i finish my classes"
I went to the office i waited the teacher for more then an hour,when the teacher came and we entered the office,we didn't find the director,what a luck.
I went home early it was a punish but not really a punish for me. I entered the room on my dad watching TV he didn't even wave at me or say a hello.
I took off my school uniform and put on my usual casual outfit and went to Jerome to check up on him.
I knocked at the door but nobody answered. I kept knocking and suddenly the door started opening slowly i didn't focus on the door that opened itself all i cared about was Jerome i ran quickly to his room when i found him on the floor next to a knife full of blood.
Without even thinking i screamed:"JEROMEEE WHAT'S WRONGGG WHATTT HAPPENED"
Then he said with his voice filled with pain:"I don't wanna live I don't wantt themmm I don't want you all I need is deathh". And he took the knife in his hand and was about to cut again when i suddenly went closer to him and tried to take that knife of his hand.
"LEAVEE ITT I SAIDDD LEAVEE ITT"
"NOOOO NOOO I WON'TTTT LEAVE MY HANDDD"
and suddenly while trying to take the knife he cut my hand.
I didn't feel any pain when i saw those eyes looking at me." He didn't do it on purpose i know he loves me he would never do that to me". I didn't notice anything on my hand till he started looking at it weirdly and when i gave a look I saw what i never expected.
"MY BLOOD IS BLACK??".
My blood was completly black and it was flowing slowly on my hand.
Jerome was surprisedd the chock on his face can explain what he feels.
He took my hand slowly and tried to touch that blood and when he did it burned his finger like the fire water.
