Chapter 2
Paul's POV"Stephanie! Why did you do that?!" I screamed running over to my boyfriend. Stephanie didn't show any emotion and simply disappeared from our line of sight. "Oh no, what do I do? Tell me what to do!" I yelled in a panic.
"Don't stop here for me, your friends need you." He said spitting out dark colored blood. "First I need to help you! I don't want you to die, tell me what to do!" I said trying my best to not cry.
"What I want you to do, is to go help your friends, and you know something?" He said continuing to spill more blood. "What?" I called out, my voice shaky. "The best thing that has happened to me in this world, was meeting you." He said bringing a pale hand to brush away hair from my face.
"Why are you saying it like that?" I asked full on crying. He simply smiled at me and his eyes turned vacant then his hand dropped to the floor.
"B-Baby?" I hesitated and he didn't even twitch. I placed a hand gently on my mouth to silence my cries. "Please don't leave. Wake up! Don't leave me and Nathan!" I screamed making my voice echo throughout the starry night sky.
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I bolted upright and took deep breaths, trying to calm my breathing. "It was just a dream, it was only just a dream." I muttered trying to get the nightmare out of my head.
"Maybe it was my fault that he died." I said quietly. Noise from the kitchen startled me and I quickly grabbed a frying pan under my pillow.
What? I need safety you know!
"Whoever is in there! I will make sure you won't be able to have kids anymore!" I yelled in the hallway. "What was that about me not having kids bitch?!" Emily yelled at me popping her head through the corner of the hallway.
Oh, it's only the hoe. Hey, that rhymed! "Sorry I thought you were a rapist. I was afraid I'd have another kid." I said remembering the nightmare.
She gave me a puzzled look. "Usually you'd call me a bitch or something. What's wrong?" She asked. "Oh, um, nothing." I lied.
"Okay whore sit down." She said placing her hands on my shoulders and shoving me down on the kitchen chair. She sat down right in front of me and crossed her legs.
"Your going to tell me what's wrong right now before I go get your first stripper tape and make it go viral." She threatened with a hint of playfulness in her tone.
"Okay, well this is what happened..." I said taking deep breaths. "I had a nightmare. I dreamed about Alonzo's death and I am wondering that it's my fault if he died." I whispered.
"Oh no boo, your even more retarded than I thought you were. Okay listen, it wasn't your fault okay? It's life, and yes we all have to experience losses sooner or later, but you just have to move on. Like look at Nathan he's in high school already and a bad ass like his dad. And plus you have Lucifer to take care of you now." She said calmly.
"Your right!" I smiled. "Okay come on, today is our first day in college." She said getting her cooking apron. "I'll wake up the boys." I said running to the bedrooms.
Honestly, I was nervous. I was never in a threesome before. GIGGLE I'm just kidding.
I was nervous of the first day in college.
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