My heart is stripped just for you(H2OVanoss)

Part 58 - I'm sorry

Here it is.
Final chapter.
I can't even express what a crazy journey this book was. I wanted to write it different way in the beginning, but I don't regret this path!
Thank you so much for you undying support, your votes and comments, which kept me above the water. Biggest thanks to the people who participated into that drawing chapter. Without you I wouldn't be able to finish it. Thank you! ❤️
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(Vanoss POV)
"Just leave me alone," I said tiredly, trying to get rid of Luke, be just a few minutes alone.

"Not going to happen," he said firmly, making me sigh.

I just want to go home, lock myself and don't see humans for the rest of my life.

"Look! On this picture your nose looks just as yours! Unbelievable," Luke pointed at some drawing, making me even sadder.

My phone started to buzz, and I lazily answered it.

"Evan," Sydney cried out, making me immediately sober up.

"What happened?? Are you alright?" I asked quickly, noticing Luke got worried.

"H-he got stabbed, he got..." she sobbed, making me so confused.

"Who? What's going on? Where are you?" I asked, an anxiety growing up.

"I-I-I was in our h-house. Jonathan got s-stabbed!"

"What?!" I breathed out.

"He got stabbed, p-please drive here. We're in the hospital."

Jonathan got stabbed?! When? By who?

I looked at Luke, quickly cancelling the call. My body and my mind was immediately consumed by worries and anxiety, idea of loosing him completely haunting me.

"Jonathan is in the hospital. He got stabbed, but that's all I know," I informed him quickly, my voice shaking.

"What? When did that happened?! He called me a few minutes ago," Luke said, and we both ran out of the building.

We reached the hospital in complete silence, both of us sunk into our own thoughts. I tried to focus on the road, too afraid of let my thoughts take control over my actions. In the building there were so many people, one yelling over another. I ran to the reception, seeing a young woman.

"Evan! Over here!" I heard Luke's, turning myself to him.

I quickly followed him, and I saw Sydney with Kelly. She was trembling, still crying.

"Syd!" I called after her, pulling her into a hug.

"H-he saved me, he saved me," she rambled, and I tried to put pieces of puzzle together.

"What happened? Tell me what happened," I nudge her, when she started to cry again.

"She was trying to fix some things, she talked with Jonathan at your house. They were both on the way to the gallery, but in front of your house waited Oliver," Kelly stared to explain.

"I wanted to... I wanted to get him to the gallery, he wanted to s-speak with you," Sydney sobbed.

"Oliver was furious, he wanted Jonathan for himself. He saw even Sydney as a treat when she was trying to drag him away," Kelly continued filling the space parts.