Chapter Twenty Five

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Beck's POV

I love her.

I feel like a spoilt brat.

But I can't live without her.

When she went missing I didn't eat or drink, Logan helped me get better but I never gave up looking. Now she's back but wants nothing to do with me.

I felt the burning hot tears stream down my face and a puddle formed in my hands.

I was deep in thought when I heard a thud and Logan calling my name.

"I'm coming!"

I saw Alex lying unconscious on the floor and I felt a pang of anger.

"What happened!?"

"Just grab her and carry her to the car!"

When I lifted her up I felt how light she was. I could feel her ribs and her hip bones through the shirt. They must have starved her. I felt a pang if anger bolt through me. Those bastards!

I ran with her to the car and rested her on my lap while Logan drove the car. This felt so wrong because we weren't together but it felt so right. I needed her. She needed to be in my arms so I could look after her.

When we got to the hospital they sent us away and wired her to all sorts of machines and things.

They finally called us back after what felt like hours. There she was, she looked so pale and so delicate, as if she would break at any time.

"She's very malnourished right now and needs to eat and drink lots of water, she hasn't eaten properly since..." the nurses eyes scanned the paper "around 5-6 months"

"When she wakes up she can go home"

Later on she woke up and Logan left us to talk.

"Alex I was so scared I'd lost you when you passed out"

She turned her head to the side "you lost me when you slept with that slut"

"I know Alex, and I messed up, will you ever forgive me?"

"Beck, I know now I wasn't enough, and I never will be"

I sighed.

"Beck, I'm going to America, I got a scholarship there and I won't be coming back, I think you should get over me because, hell, I'm over you"

That hurt me so badly. I saw the tears run down her cheeks and sat on my hands to stop myself wiping them away.

"Alex, I am so so sorry, I love you with all my heart"

"I love you too Beck, but you're no good for me"

And with that I stood and left.

"Beck....."

"I don't care Logan, it's over, I've lost her for good."

I walked over to the park outside the hospital.

Just like the first time, but this time she didn't come.

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