53: The darkest hour

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Adams pov

I was at the school, and even though I had to be in class because of Jasmine, the lecture ended without me seeing her. She wasn't there. She didn't attend lecture. Where could she be at?

I started to get worried, over it not having anything to do with yesternight. I hoped I wasn't the one that forced her to extent of being absent in school. Oh my Lord! What did my rash decision caused.

But I knew I couldn't go to her house. I needed to give her some privacy. I don't wanna come up as someone that never allow her any privacy.

Suddenly an idea got to me. That's when I heard Camilla talking beside me. "I'm coming please." I told her. I quickly dropped a message for Jasmine asking if she was okay. I asked her to reply back with a fullstop if she was.

Two minutes hardly passed when I received a full stop. I let out a heavy breath. I was thankful she's safe.

'You want me to come over? A full stop if yes.' Again I sent her another message.

A minute passed, two minutes passed, when three minutes passed I heaved out a sigh and asked Camilla to drive me back home from school. She kept insisting she drove me to school today, so we came here in her car and left mine at my house.

Camilla opened the car door for me, even though I told her I could, I got in and waited till she did the same. Once we reached home, I kept telling Camilla I was okay, but she couldn't have it. She made soup for me, cleaned the house, did laundry and other things I had no idea of.

Suddenly my phone blinked. And I quickly got up from where I was lying on the couch.

"I just received a full stop!"

"Oh my lord a full stop!"

"It's actually a full stop!"

"I'm so happy I received a full stop!"

Oh God now i had to get rid of Camilla, no way she would allow me go! She would say i'm so sick and stuff!

I forced myself to stand up and began walking round the room. Just so she would thought I was fine.

Few minutes passed and that's when I heard Camilla talking,

"I think you're back on your feet!"

"Yeah yeah! Sure!"

"I'll be off in that case!"

"Thankful for you!"

I waited till I gave a descent gap to when Camilla got off, making sure the chances of us meeting on the road were slim, then I got in my car and drove to Jasmine's.

***

Once I arrived at her house, one glance at her and everyone that knew her will realised how sick she was. She looked disrupted; red eyes, red nose, the dark eye bags and so much more.

I didn't try asking if she was good because I knew her answer would definitely be yes! And that's not what I wanted to hear. She didn't have to voice out a word, because her uneasiness were written all over her face. I needed her to open up. Perhaps I could help. I could do whatever I can to help her.

"You don't look so good to me. You're not fine!" I said in my sick voice.

"You're not fine either! Common come in!" She said, moving away from the door.

With a jiggly wobbly movement I made it to her living. I sat down there and tried steadying my breath. Oh God everything in me pains!

I attached my back to the couch and crossed my legs before bowing down my head. I didn't want her seeing my face, that's the only place to detect how sick I was. And I didn't want that.

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