Chapter 41

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I want to say that I'm really sorry for delaying this story for so long. I have no excuse for lagging except for shere laziness, but I don't know why I have the need to want to avoid this story since I basically have only 13 chapters left in this story. I really want to finish this story since I've been dragging it for so long, but believe me, there are many excellent things to come up.

Hopefully, I can finish this series very soon (maybe in a couple of months, preferably before summer), so I can start on some new works that I'm excited to show you guys. 

This is my very first series that I started when I was 16, and even though there are a lot of things that could be tweaked up/re-written, I'm still very proud of what I've wrote and the story I created, even with being a beginner writer at that age. I hope you guys will enjoy the last few chapters of this series and I promise to brings these out as soon as possible.

Without further ado, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Believe me, some intense stuff is to come.

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~Bell's POV~

I click onto the "On" button on my IPhone, and as the screen lights up in the device, I check the time that floated in front of a picture of CL, Edward, and me that I took only a few months back. The time read 10:37 P.M.; it was barely getting into the late night. Nonetheless, I inhale a big breathe of air and stretch my arms up in the air. I was about to head off to bed.

With that, I unroll the towel that was situated on my head, unveiling my damp blonde hair as it fell on my shoulders and slapped itself on my oversized Beatles t-shirt. I hang the towel on the door hanger before grabbing the doorknob and pulling the door open.

As I enter the hallway, the lights hovering above me illuminate against my dewy skin. I literally did just apply moisturizer not even one minute before exiting the bathroom. But, the light always seems to exaggerate my features, making it seem like I just finished a ten kilometer run.

After closing the bathroom door shut, I turn to the left and make the travel back to my bedroom. I just want to go to bed, but with what's circulating in my mind, I highly doubt that I'll be able to get even an ounce of rest. I mean, why would I? I'm worried about my best friend for God-sake. I haven't talked to her for the longest time and I don't even know the reason why. It's like one day she just thought I never existed; she doesn't bother to come near me. She's been so distant and it's infuriating.

But, I will get to the bottom of this.

Suddenly, I'm brought out of my thoughts when a familiar bell ringtone sounds off. I look down at my phone and realize I got another text message. I click on my phone to find that Alois, my boyfriend, had just texted me again.

Alois: Goodnight, my sweet butterfly :) I know my dreams will be about you.

I couldn't help myself but blush and a smile slithered onto my face.

Me: Aww. You're so sweet.

Alois: I only tell the truth.

Me: I only wish that it'll be a goodnight for me. I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight...

Alois: Why? :(

Me: I'm worried about CL

Alois: What's going on?

Me: She's been different lately

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