CHAPTER 58

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"Hey, is he okay?" Will asked,

"Yeah"

"Good," he said starting to walk the opposite way, to his room,

"Will?"

"Yup?"

"Did you run, when the guy took me?"

"I...I was running towards you and then this guy caught me, and then you were gone, so I tried to run... and get help"

I nodded, "Goodnight"

I washed up and changed clothes. I was completely lost in what Max said. Maybe he was right. No. Don't give in, Alex. This was his way of controlling me. Will and I were fine...just...fine.

Someone knocked on my door, "Come in"

"Michael is missing"

Everyone was looking around the clinic. Michael didn't have any duty today so he couldn't have left. "How long has he been missing?" I ask Rodriguez,

"About five hours"

"Over here!" Someone yelled from the roof,

Everyone scrambled upstairs, only to see, in their horror, Michael being pulled up from a rope that hung around his neck,

"Suicide?" I say, looking away,

"Why would he...?" Demi whispered, mortified,

Rodriguez shook his head and started squabbling in Spanish. He and Michael were friends and seeing him like this must be horrible.

Bek came up, "Do we have any clue as to why he would do this?"

Rodriguez shook his head as he started pacing, angrily whispering something, "It's her fault! She did this!" He exclaimed, pointing at me,

"Me?" I say confused, as he nodded,

Max limped up the stairs, "What's going on h-" but stopped when he saw the body,

Rodriguez came up to Max and started cursing at him in Spanish, "And you!"

"He thinks you and I are to blame for this," I whisper, turning around and heading down the stairs again.

I went to the bathroom and held my hair back as I leaned over the toilet, and puked. Dead bodies never seemed to bother me, but something triggered. I turned all the knobs and flushed the toilet. The sound, coaxing the soft sobs that escaped me. I felt someone come behind me and a warm hand was laid on my shoulder. I turned and saw Max, "It's not your fault"

I broke into tears as I cried into his chest, his arms rocking me gently. I was definitely not in good terms with Michael but at times like this, you wish it turned out differently. I let go of my tight grip on Max's arm and looked at him. He took my hand and lifted it up so it was in front of my face. He linked his fingers with mine and smiled. Ugh why was this so complicated? I couldn't help it... I loved him.

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