chapter 8

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I see my hands start to shake and my vision become blurrier and blurrier and I can faintly see her face in front of me through the thick layer of tears in front my corneals.

As my body start to go limp and my knees go slack, two arm grab me by my waist. ?Hello Sam ? , Sam , can you hear me?" A voice pulls me out of my misery slowly. Who's voice is that, it's too deep to be a girl's voice.

I think you know who it is , are you really that stupid , nevermind , that what I thought anyway

Her voice is subdued by Alex shaking me and speaking to me in an alarming soothing tone " wake up or you're going to give yourself a heart attack, wake up Sam, wake up , please?"

My vision slowly clears and my salty tears flow quickly down my face . I'm sure I look like a mess. I see Alex smiling down at me. "See, you can do this, you, you got this" he say with so much confidence that I almost believe him. "No NO NO NO, I can't do this Alex , I can't , I'm going to fail , a-a - and you gonna hate me and-" he cuts me off my panicked ramble "wow, wow, wow, slow down, who's saying these things" he looks me straight in the eyes.

If you tell him about me he'll think you're even more insane than you already are

"Her" I spit out the word

"What? , who's Her, Sam what are talking about" confusion twists his face into a look of denial and misunderstanding.

I was right , you've lost it , I'm alway right , didn't you know

"Louise, "Her" is Louise " I sigh out, I feel defeated. I have lost a war where the winner has been predetermined, never in my favor and alway targeting me. like how sometimes death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit. the game of life benefits those who are normal and have the courage to exist, and to those who lack that certain quality, they will be tossed aside until they are heard from again , not very likely though.

"Who's Louise?"

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