Chapter 24

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*Olivia's P.O.V*

I stormed up to John's office. The tears sticking to my face by the speed I was going, the feeling of not having George next to me anymore burned my heart.

"Olivia! Olivia, stop!!" JJ yelled, grabbing hold of my arm and bringing me to a stop a few feet away from the office door.

"What?!" I spat, but I let my face go soft as I saw the tears in his eyes. In all their eyes. I'd been so caught up in mine and George's relationship that I forgot that they were his best friends, the ones that known him a lot longer than me, the ones he was going to go through life with.

I pulled JJ into my arms and he cuddled into my chest, I opened my eyes wider and Josh and Jaymi hugged in too, all crying.

"We're going to get him back, guys, you know?" I whispered, tears rolling now.

"How? How?! He's gone just like the rest of this fucking population!" Josh spat.

I sighed and shook my head, closing my eyes, "I don't know.. But we will. If it was any of us in there, changing and trapped, don't you think George would try to get us back? That he'd think of something to do to help us? He wouldn't give up and neither are we!" I said, letting go of them and wiping my eyes.

They nodded and sniffed, clearing their faces of tears too before I turned around and they followed me.

"JOHN! JOHN OPEN YOUR FUCKING DOOR." I bellowed, knocking as hard as I could. Jaymi moved me out the way and hit the door harder.

It opened suddenly and we all piled in, breathing fiercly. The guard that had opened the door closed it behind us and stood infront of it.

Before I could speak, JJ got there first.

"YOU BRING HIM BACK!" He screeched, his voice breaking slightly through the tears.

John didn't seem fazed at all. He just smirked, and shook his head slightly.

"What makes him so special, eh? He was my number one target... Now he's down." He chuckled.

JJ pushed forward, but Jaymi pulled him back.

"YOU WERE GONNA KILL ME! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THAT TO HIM!" I yelled, tears welling in my eyes again.

"I knew he would do that, I knew you wouldn't be the one that needle went into if George had something to do with it. He's so loved up, he'd kill himself for you." John said, shaking his head.

My head dropped and so did my knees. I fell to the flood in a heap, tears coming back again.

*C'mon Olivia.." Jaymi cooed, kneeling down beside me.

George had saved me, looked after me, loved me, and died for me.. Yet, I couldn't do anything to help him!

I felt Jaymi shuffle around as Johns black, shiny shoes stood in front of my view. It was replaced by his face, his despicable face as he knelt down.

His finger forced my chin up and I reluctantly looked at his face. "You really love that dick don't you?" He sneered.

I tried to keep my anger inside. "His name is George. And yes I do."

He tutted, shaking my face violently with his hand. "I'll do you a deal?" He said.

I looked at him more intently then, "What?" I croaked.

"I'll give you the antidote to cure your little George..." I let out a sigh of relief and a smile, but he held up a finger..

"If... you stay with me. Do what I want when I want."

My smile faded.

"Fat chance!" JJ growled grabbing my shoulder and pulling me up and close to him.

"Wait... you promise you'll get George back?!" I yelled to John.

"Liv, no! No!" Josh hissed.

John nodded, holding up a test tube with some murky blue liquid in.

I gulped, my eyes set on the tube, and reluctantly nodded. It was for George.

"NO! She's not staying with you!" Josh spat.

John tutted again before shaking his head and and putting the tube back in his pocket. "What a waste..."

We all left.. or was forced.. out the office and escorted back to our rooms. We were all put in one together because the boys refused to let me go on my own.

"Why didn't you let me do it?! We could have saved George!!" I stressed, sitting down and putting my head in my hands.

Jaymi sat down beside me, pulling me into his chest.

"We all want to save George, and we will, but we're not loosing you to get there." He whispered.

I looked up at him, smiling slightly.

"You promise?" I whispered.

"I give you my word."

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