How Everything Changed (Book 4)

Chapter 50

*Jeff*

I was walking in this field with Morgan, and we were actually making good conversation. She was actually talking to me like I was her husband and not someone she had to put up with at work. For some reason, I found myself talking to her like she was my wife, and every time I complemented her, despite my fear that she would slap me and turn the other direction, she would smile and blush a little.

"You know," Morgan said turning to me. "This was a great date." Now despite the fact that I couldn't remember how I even started going on this date, I found myself talking as if I remembered it.

"Thanks, it took a lot of time and planning," I said. I felt myself leaning towards her and caught her lips in a kiss, which she happily accepted. "I'm just glad we get a third chance at what we had before I ever decided to screw this up."

"Me too," Morgan said smiling. "She then looked behind me and rolled her eyes. I squinted for a second before turning my head. Ethan was standing behind me with a wicked smirk on his face. He popped me in the eye and I screamed in pain as Morgan looked on in shock.

"Jeff!" she said running towards me and crouched down, fussing over me. I noticed when I fell that I didn't fall on the sidewalk of the field, but a cement floor. I looked around and noticed that we weren't in the field anymore, but the hallway of the arena we were in. Morgan got a mean look on her face as she got up and pulled out her knives and walked over to Ethan, stabbing him in the stomach many times. The sight of Ethan's blood flowing from his body nearly made me sick. He dropped to the floor, his face in pain, and his breath labored. He finally took his last breath and shut his eyes.

I took this opportunity to go over to Morgan. She was standing over him in fighting stance, knives in each hand. When I touched her shoulder, she turned around and held me up against the wall, and held the knife to my throat. I noticed she wasn't wearing the short white dress that she was wearing earlier, but the outfit was replaced with replaced with her ring gear, her face covered up with a mask. The love that was once there in her bright beautiful eyes was replaced with anger and hate.

"Baby what are you--" That was all I could get out before Morgan kicked me in the stomach and while I was groaning in pain she held me up against the wall again and repositioned the blade against my neck.

"Listen here, you little shit," she said. My heart was beating out of my chest like crazy. "I've wanted to do this for so long and yet I couldn't bring myself to do it. You've screwed me over so many times with so many women. I asked you so many times to stop with the drama with these women and you just couldn't stop. Men like you and Ethan don't deserve to live at all. You don't deserve to breathe God's precious air. So with that being said, goodbye Jeffrey Nero Hardy." She ran the blade across my neck and suddenly I felt myself unable to breathe, and I held my throat slightly as I looked up at her through quickly draining vision. When I removed my hand from my throat, I saw red blood on my hands and I choked back tears as I painfully looked up at Morgan, who was staring at me as she did with Ethan. It was the last thing I saw before I took my last breath and my vision faded to black.

...

I screamed loudly as I shot up, a sick feeling in my stomach, and sweet flowing down my face. The pain in my neck was still noticeable. That felt way too fucking real. Suddenly, the spot next to me moved slightly and the light turned on. I turned my head to see Ryah staring at me, with half lidded eyes, though they showed concern in them as well.

"Jeff?" She said removing the covers and walked over to my side of the bed and crouched down next to me. She took her hand gently in mine and ran her small fingers over my larger knuckles. "Are you okay?"

I shook my head as I suddenly felt nauseous. I shot out of the bed and ran to the bathroom, and leaned down next to the toilet as I threw up. I probably scared Ryah with what I did. Speaking of Ryah, she ran in the bathroom after me and watched me as I threw up my contents of the sweets we had when we were at the hospital with Ethan. She pinned my hair back as I kept vomiting and she rubbed circles in my back.