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TWENTY NINE | MOONLIGHT

Hi. Emo stuff coming your way? I really hope the book is this good to y'all

This chapter is just intense so be careful and don't cry

Far Side Of The Moon by Tinashe

BEX

I always loved watching her sleep, as creepy as that sounds, but not like this. Not a coma type of thing. It's been weeks. I haven't heard one word from the killer, as he should be rubbing things in my face right now.

Damon has been here as much as he could, but with his job and Hope he was tied up most of the time. "Good morning," I whispered softly to the sleeping girl. I really hope she can hear me. I'm so scared of what will happen when she finds out about what I've done, but I have a feeling it won't turn out well. I scooted my chair closer to the bed, lacing her hand with mine.

"I have to go now. I love you." I kissed her forehead gently, afraid that if I was not gentle enough, she would just break then and there. I grabbed my bag, holding clothes from staying nights here, and walked out.

I held a hard, angry face on as I walked out the doors. I didn't wave anyone goodbye, because I was still so angry and determined to find the son of a bitch that's been terrorizing her. Putting her in this coma.

Letting the door slam when I left, I headed out to my car. This was the first time I had left the hospital since the day we took her In. The day I almost lost her.

The second I stepped in the car, my phone rang. I knew exactly who it was, and that he was waiting to rub this shit in my face.

"What do you want?" I answered coldly, gripping the steering wheel with my hands. Thank god I wasn't actually driving, because this car would be on fire in a ditch. That's how out of control I could get.

"I was just wondering how little Chrissy is doing. It's taking forever for her to wake up, I just want to get this over with and slit both of your throats."

I clenched my eyes shut, taking in the words that left his mouth. This cold voice that had been taunting us, but also the same voice Chris used to taunt every human being before she killed them. Killing was her habit. Our habit. This asshole can't replace us.

"You're not going to win this, you sick bastard," I spat at him. He chuckled darkly, sending chills down my spine.

"You mean as sick as Chris is? Yes... The girl that started all of this. She is to thank, but instead you're always on your goddamn knees for that bitch. But she just chose you, and I'm going to take you both down for what you've done..."

He went on with the complaint. Obviously, this was someone we hurt. I couldn't put my finger on it. Who could possibly be terrorizing us? And how did he even find out about Chris?

"Just stop this—"

"The bitch steals lives! Just like she stole your pathetic little life right out of your fucking hands. And you let her." He finished with another sick chuckle, before hanging up the phone.

I threw my phone at the dashboard, punching my steering wheel out of pure anger. I started the car, driving to Willa's house. I needed someone's help on figuring out who this psycho is.