Shaforostart It - THE SEQUEL (2016)

Chapter Ten

Denis' POV - A While Later

I couldn't do it. I couldn't. I couldn't pull the trigger. Weak. Because I was weak. I was strong enough to shave off all my hair. Strong enough to go to the hospital to see Leda. Strong enough not to scream at her in the hospital. But not strong enough to bend my fucking finger, and pull the trigger. I'm killing her. I'm causing her so much pain, so much stress, I'm literally killing her. I could have killed her, and her baby. I could have killed the baby. Oh god. I wouldn't be able to live with myself then. The trouble was I already didn't want to live with myself. I threw the gun so hard it stuck into the drywall, and screamed.

"Denis." There was a knock on my hotel room door. I paused. It was James.

"Fuck. Off." I forced the words out, taking a massive sip for my bottle. It burned my throat, but I had other issues to attend to. The only light was what got through the thick curtains, blocking out the sun. I had taken the lightbulbs out of the ceiling fixtures, and lamps. I didn't need to see where I was going, because I wasn't going anywhere.

"Denis let me in, we need to talk." I dropped my bottle to the floor and stood. I walked slowly and cautiously to the door, and moved the chair I had under the knob. I opened the door, the bright light of the hall blinding me.

"Ah- what."

"Oh my god your hair." James gaped. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm just gonna lock this door aga-" As I pulled the door shut James stuck his foot out.

"No. Please, Denis. Please."

Two Hours Later

"I feel like death, mate." I groaned from the shower.

"You smell like it to, keep washing." I sighed as I squeezed more soap into my hand from the tiny hotel bottle. "How long has it been since you've gone outside?" I didn't say anything. "Right. I'm ordering a pizza or something, before you die of malnutrition." James walked out of the bathroom and I heard the door shut. He came back in quickly. "Why the fuck is there a gun stuck in the wall? And where are all the fucking light bulbs?" I sighed again.

"Don't worry about it." James shook his head and walked out again. I finished washing up and rinsed off before shutting off the shower. I grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around my hips. Shaving off my hair, was probably the worst decision I had made in my entire life. I put on underwear and a pair of pants before walking back into the bedroom.

"This place is a fucking mess."

"I had more important things to worry about than cleaning, dude. Fuck off."

"And apparently eating. And showering. And going outside- what were you even thinking? You can't just disappear like that. No one could find you it took me hours to even find this hotel." I sighed as James opened the pizza box. I took a slice and took a massive bite. I was starving.

"That was kind of the point." I muttered, devhouring the rest of my slice. "I just needed to....leave for a while."

"Yeah, well don't do it again. You fucking worry us. And if you don't tell me why theres a gun in the wall I'm calling the police and you're going to be staying at hosptial instead of a shady motel."

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Leda's POV

"I don't even know where he is." I muttered.

"I heard James went to his hotel yesterday to check on him. Make sure he's okay." Ben said over the phone.

"Well is he?"