Chapter 26

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by daynamarcus

by daynamarcus

| Nash |

"W-what? No! No it wasn't me! I just got here it wasn't me! I know who it was! Please!" I scream out at them. I look back down at my Makayla her face pale as she lay there unconscious, blood gushing from the cut in her stomach.

"Do not move!" The doctor screams in my face, standing at a distance as if I would pull a knife out of my pocket and stab everyone in the room. "The police have been alerted and they are on the way!" He screams once more. Police? Where did my life go wrong. I think as I let out a cry.

I needed to make my escape.
If I didn't I would have no time to prove myself innocent. When the doctors turn their attention towards Makayla I jump at the opportunity and race out the door. The doctors look up and start yelling.

"Stop right now! Somebody get him!" Is all I hear before I'm out of the hospital doors and racing down the street.

Suddenly I hear police sirens in my ear so I turn the road and run into a black alley. It smelt terrible and trash was everywhere. I would definitely not be staying here long.

Once the sirens are a distant sound I step out of the alley and begin walking with my hoodie over my head. Suddenly, Stacy pops up in my head. Anger flows through my veins at the thought of her. That crazy brat. She's got everybody into believing that I hurt my beautiful Makayla. Makayla, what would happen to her? My heart aches at the thought of her being even more hurt than she already was.

How would I see her again? She would surely be in the hospital for a long time and if I take a step anywhere near the hospital I'd probably get arrested.

Soon I'm standing in front of our house. I step up to the doorway and kick open the doorway and take steps inside. I look around and that's when I spot Stacy, sitting on the couch with a smirk on her face.

"Nashy it's so nice to see you here!" She says with an evil smile. "Nice to see me here? I live here Stacy, not you!" I scream into her face. She smirks and stands up from where she was sitting. "Oh Nash." She says taking steps towards me.

She pushes me against the door and puts her hand on my face. "Nash, you don't understand how badly I want you!" She says in my ear. "I've loved you for so long, I deserve you, not Makayla. It's good that I got rid of her, we can live together...forever." She says whispering the last part in my ear.

I push her to the ground roughly. "Are you crazy Stacy? I don't want you! You ruined my life! My Makayla Is all that I had! And you took her from me! She might be dead right now and I don't even know! Because of you!" I scream in her face, tears streaming down my face. I back away but all she does is take steps closer.

"Nash, baby please." She pleads. "Don't you get it?! I don't want you!" I yell. I run away from her so I'm now in the kitchen, but all she does is follow. "Please Nash!" She says grabbing my arms and trying to place a kiss on my lips.

Without knowing what I was doing I grabbed the knife off the counter and stabbed it into her stomach. The same thing she did to Makayla. She fell to the ground and started coughing violently. "I told you to leave me alone Stacy, and now you're finally paying the price!" I scream into her face as she lays on the ground clutching her stomach screaming for help.

I walk past her and head upstairs as her screams get quieter and soon it's silent. As I walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror I realize the horrors that I have done. I killed Stacy. And no matter how horrible she was. I killed her. This is the second time. I cry into my hands. My life is gone. I have nobody, they have all died on me.

What's the point in living this life anymore? I don't have anyone to live for anymore. I suddenly notice a bottle of pills on the counter. I stand up from the floor and grab them. I open the bottle and pour half of it into my hands. This is for killing Makaylas mom. This is for ruining Makaylas life. This is for killing Stacy. I say as I raise my hand to bring the pills to my mouth.

I'm about to swallow the pills when I think about Makayla. I still haven't seen her yet. I don't know if she is dead or not my poor baby. I can't do this to her. I'd ruin her life even more. I have to fight for her. I have to fight.

For my Makayla.