Chapter 13

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Etho's POV (finally):

Not again...

Muffled noises.

"Your dad knows..."

What?

"Cleo, STOP!....-dont f*cking know what happened here between you two...Leave him alone..." I only heard fragments of their conversation. Every now and then something interrupted their voices, as if I was listening to them through a broken radio.

"You don't even know him!" Another voice, shriller and higher pitched than the first. "...You're a stranger to him!"

"J-just leave him and me alone!" Second voice squeled.

Both of the voices felt familliar to me, but still I coudn't tell whom they reminded me of.

"No matter what I think about our relationship...-still have to help him!.."

Who are they?

"Yes, uh-one is having trouble breathing and the other person just fainte-"

Again the same voice as the first one. Sounds...worried.

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"Etho? Etho..." I heard this voice before...

"Etho! Oh thank god it's you! I was so worried about you after you fainted!"

What?

I fainted? Again? I...don't remember...

Who is talking to me?

I turned my head towards where the familiar voice came from.

Red hair, green eyes, britsh accent.

Cleo.

"Cleo?" I interrupted her monologue which I didn't even have the strength to listen to.

"It's me Etho..."

What is she doing here, next to me?

"I-I need to appologize! I just came out with informations out of no were..."

Where am I?

"...and I didn't think it would cause you going unconcious in front of this coffee guy. Also why did he came with you? Are you dating? Omg I ruined your date probobly! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" She banged her head three times.

"Okay, it doesnt matter now, your wellbeing matters though! H-how are you feeling? Not too...bad? I mean these hospital pillows are so hard! Is yours hard? Mine is, and it's so annoying! Like-"

Fainting?

Coffee guy?

Hospital?

Pillows?

What happened?

"Cleo...what happened?" She still talked about something but when I asked her this, she stopped and answsered.

"...You fainted after I told you about your father-"

No...it wasn't...a dream?

"W-wait...my father? I-I Heard you saying that ,,he knows,, but...It was just a dream right?" I tried to convince myself that it was all just my imagination. He's not here. He doesn't know anything. He doesn't know about me. Who I am and where I am. Right?

"No Etho...he does know..." She started to worry as well.

"N-no this can't be! I-I...No! Cleo, tell me it's a joke"

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