Fools • Corey Fogelmanis

Chapter 7; Awake

April 7

Corey's PoV

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The annoying sound was repetitive; The world was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing.

I tried to move, but I couldn't. My whole body was frozen, and it looked like I wasn't going to move in a while.

Suddenly, a warm hand covered my mouth.

My eyes opened widely in surprise. My vision was still blurry, but I could hear.

"Crap," a familiar voice whispered.

"W-w-what?" I managed to cough out.

The person, whoever it was, ran away quickly and banged the door.

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Sabrina's heels clacked against the rocky cemented road, as she walked with Peyton, on their way to the area where her and Corey, or the guy who got Corey's phone were supposed to meet up.

It was at a rundown alley downtown. It looked like a place where drug dealers would meet up.                            

"Corey would never want to meet up at a place like this," Sabrina whispered to Peyton, analyzing the place.

"I know," he chuckled, as they walked together, holding each other's hands.

Unknown's PoV

I was late for Sabrina.

I left her waiting, as usual. I let her wait for me to be there. I let her wait until I loved her back.

I quickly entered the abandoned warehouse, running around to see if she came.

"Sabrina!" I shouted.

I suddenly came to a halt, stopping my footsteps at the sight of her tied on a chair, along with Peyton and an unrecognizable buff man.

She glared at me.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, OUT OF ALL PEOPLE WOULD DO THIS!" she said. Tears streamed down to her face and she started to sob.

And even after all this, and even after how much she was mad at me, she still managed to look beautiful.

I went over to hug her, but she kicked me off.

"I DON'T NEED YOU!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"I AM DONE WITH YOUR BULLSHIT! LEAVE ME ALONE." she cried.

I regret everything.

I regret not acting like she was my whole world.

I regret not expressing my feelings for her when we were together.

But now, she's out of reach, and I can't do anything to bring her back.

I held her hands tightly and looked at her with my bloodshot red eyes.

"Just forgive me, that's all I want," I whispered.

"Please stop," she flinched, "Bradley."