It Started With A Kiss [Teacher/Student Relationship]

It Started With A Kiss - Chapter 35

ONE MORE CHAPTER!!

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[JOSHUA's POV]

"No. N-no he can't be dead." I told the man as I rushed towards Jordan's body and kneeled beside him. "He.." I paused, another set of tears escaping from my eyes. "He can't be dead."

"I'm sorry sir, but there's nothing we can do."

"He's not dead!" I yelled as I stood up from the floor, anger taking me. Yes, I am aware of the paramedics and the police in the room, but I don't care. "He was just alive a while ago! He's a man! He's a fighter! He'll survive this alright?!"

Ugh I sound like a girl right now, but I don't give a fuck. Jordan is like my little brother, I can't afford losing him, too.

"She's breathing!" One of the men screamed across the room.

My head then snapped towards the man's urgent tone.

I froze, my gaze clashing towards the brunette girl laying on the floor, eyes still closed. My lungs constricted, the lack of oxygen causing my head to spin lightly. It couldn't be possible. There was no possible way Daphne is still alive. From the amount of blood she lost, and the pain she suffered earlier, there is no possible way. Absolutely nothing.

But here I am, just standing here looking at her unconscious body as if I'd seen a ghost. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak.

The fact that Daphne survived made my heart beat faster.

Daphne is alive. She survived.

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Three days has passed, and Daphne still didn't show no sign of moving nor speaking.

Here I am, sitting on one of those uncomfortable chair from the hospital, my back aching so hard that I'd probably be paralyzed by now. I never moved a muscle ever since the paramedics brought Daphne here in the hospital. I want to be the first person she sees when she wakes up.

....and I want to be able to say good bye to her when I leave, far away from Miami, far away from Daphne.

All I ever did was cause her trouble since I met her. I don't want to be the reason why she's hurt. She almost died because of me.

So three days ago when the paramedics tried to revive Daphne, I just stood there not doing anything. I felt hopeless. I felt broken. That's when I came into a conclusion, that being with Daphne will only cause her more pain and trouble, so I decided from that moment that I'm leaving Miami... For good.

I'll tell her as soon as she wakes up. I know I'm being a jackass now, but I need to do this, for her.

"Where am I?"

My eyes widened in surprise when I heard Daphne's weak voice. My head snapped towards her and smiled instantly. "Your awake."

[DAPHNE's POV]

I felt my eyes opened, and the first thing I noticed was the white ceiling on top of me. I blinked twice, trying to adjust my vision. I feel so weak and I couldn't move at all.

I opened my eyes again and noticed a huge machine on my right, the sound of somebody's heart beating steadily from it. I looked at my left and saw dozens of needles being injected on my skin.

I tried to move my hand, but it hurts, a lot. Then I noticed a man sitting on a chair on my right, that's when I managed to pull a question, "Where am I?"

The man's head then snapped towards me and smiled. "Your awake."

"Joshua?" I croaked as I saw his puffy eyes and the bandage below it. "What happened?"