ᴋᴇᴇᴘᴇʀꜱ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ : 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕩 𝕊𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣

part 28.

Hello my beautiful readers, I'll be giving a brief explanation of my absence at the end of this chapter and given you're curious please feel welcome (but not pressured) to read it and ask any questions you may have! <3 thank you for continuing to support my story and being so patient with me, sending you all lots 'n lots of love! <33

Enjoy this long awaited chapter <3

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Alexander's pov:

I woke up laying face down in pillows. Why, was the first question I asked myself before trying to sit up and being completely stunned with the searing pain that rippled throughout my body. It was torturous, even more so than when the wounds were first inflicted upon me.

With that pain brought a grunt and my body collapsed back on to the bed, hands gripping angrily at the bedding around me.
   Bloody hell.

Thoughts of the night prior began flashing within my mind like a broken up movie. Ringing within my ears causing my teeth to grind viciously together.

I murdered someone.
   I took another beings life away.

Wet trails began slipping down my cheeks bringing me out of my dazed memories and never in my life have I moved my hands to wipe away something so quickly.

Why am I crying
   I liked it.
I know I did.

  'We' liked it.

Is what I had to continually tell myself over and over while pulling myself in to a standing position hunched over the edge of my bed.

Being in what felt as though a stable mind had the memories of the night prior jumbled up and slammed together as though it was one of Rosalie's arts and crafts. It was frustrating to say the least.

It wasn't until I went to move towards the guest rooms door that I glanced at my sheets and paused, noting in pure annoyance at the amount of blood sprawled across them. That's when the door opened, acting on instinct I snapped my head up and opened my mouth to scold whomever decided to enter but meeting the tired eyes of Alfred had me shutting my mouth as quick as it opened.

"Alfred, mind filling me in?" I gritted out, voice hollow and unfamiliar to my own ears.

"Young Alexander, please get back into bed. You mustn't push yourself so hard." He fretted stumbling his old legs over and gently nudging me back down.
Sitting caused immense pain and the disgusting ripping of what sounded to be bloody bandages , fresh and old almost crunching along my back.

"Change these and answer my damn questions Alfred!" I swiped an arm out and slammed it angrily against the bed side table causing the small thing to shake.
  The spare room seemed to become more silent than it was seconds prior.

"Yes, of course. My apologies, please lay on your stomach." The old man spoke within a sigh. Following his command I twisted slowly and collapsed back on to my stomach with a huff.

"Talk." I demanded, my head turned, cold gaze pouring in to his.

"Yes, well last night .." he began

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By the time Alfred had finished explaining every detail, every last thing he could gather from the scene left the night before the bandages on Alexander's back were changed, and his face was frozen in that of a stone cold facade.

The young boy's throat felt choked up and without realizing it a sadistic smile had begun spreading across his pale face.

'So I really did it. I truly killed a man.'
'We truly took someone's life from them. I knew it.'