Death in room 14

Chapter 22

—-Jess—-

Erwin sat in front of me; his hands clasped tightly together with whitened knuckles. A smile fought its way across his paled lips. His dull hazel eyes narrowed with a dangerous glint in them. He reminded me of a fairytale villain; the only thing missing was the black cape and thorn throne.

I felt as if my eyes were betraying me, having convinced I would never see him again. "But Damian said you were murdered. How are you alive?" He shrugged his thin shoulders as if it was nothing. "I was never dead." My jaw dropped and my eyebrows drew closer together. "How could you do this, especially to your brother? He's falling apart because of you!"

It was silent for a good minute before Erwins insane laughter filled my ears, causing a cold shiver to run up and down my spine. "He was never my brother."

Okay....

what.

"Hes never truly been my brother. It was his fault my little sister died, he should have been watching her! Its his fault that shes gone and he didn't even act like he thought it was his faul-"

SLAP

I cut him off by slapping him across the face.

He stared at me as if I had grown a third head then slowly began to shake his head back and forth while lowly chuckling. "Oh Jessica, I would have figured that you had watched enough movies with Rico to know that the person who tries to grow a backbone.

"always dies."

—-Damian—-

Jess was gone.

Jen wasn't picking up her phone.

Neither was Rico and I couldn't call Rafael for obvious reasons.

Laying on my side while staring blankly at the wall, I wondered if anything would ever be okay again.

The worst of scenarios played through my head as if they were put on loop. I mean for Hells sake, everyone could be dead right now and I would be left living oblivious to rot alone here. Personally:

Id rather be dead.

Knock

knock knock.

My head jolted up at the sound of someone lightly but rapidly knocking on the door.

Cautiously walking over to the door, I slowly opened it.