Finite(I might change this title who knows)

Chapter 21

Alex's POV
I was boarded into a ambulance and wrapped in a blanket. Sirens were going off as the police taped off the area. Not like they need to... they wheeled the dead body of John off to another ambulance his body covered in a tarp. A small twisted part of me felt sorrow and regret over no longer being with him. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I felt guilty, like I was the monster. Obviously I am the victim in every logical sense but nothing feels like it makes logical sense anymore. It's not logically feasible that I just so happened to be adopted by the leader of the investigation of a serial killer. It's not logically feasible that the serial killer just so happens to attend my school. It's not logically feasible that the serial killer was in my grade and in my classes. It's not logically feasible that I just so happened to befriend this serial killer let alone date him. Nothing about this scenario is logical, or explainable, or makes sense in any way you put it. I've apparently been missing for eight months. It didn't feel like eight months. It's as if time went stagnant but of course. Time is never stagnant. There's only so much time.

Once we got to the hospital I demanded to see Lafayette. At first they denied me, but I started crying so they allowed me in.
"L-Laffy..." I whimpered.
"Petit Lion!" Laf yelped, a large smiling blooming on their face. I launched myself at them burying myself in their embrace.
"I'm so glad you're okay! Has John been arrested?" Laf asked anxiously. I shook my head.
"H-he's dead..."
"W-what?"
"H-he was going to kill Thomas... he said he was going to kill the Washington's, Herc, the Schuyler's... He said he was going to kill you..."
"An-and?"
"I shot him."
"Y-you?"
"Yes. I picked up the pistol and shot in the back of the head. He died so quickly he didn't have time to get out a last word..."
"How ironic that he would die so suddenly and easily. One bullet to the head." Laf hummed morosely. I nodded.
"Laf?"
"Yes?"
"Will you miss him?"
"Will you?" I was silent.
"To answer the question... part of me will yes... part of me will miss the part of him that was my friend when no one else was. I'll miss the part of him that was the only one to remember my thirteenth birthday and threw me a surprise party and bought me presents. I'll miss the part of him that I'd confide in and he'd listen. I'll miss that part of him yes. I won't miss the selfish part of him. The part of him that hit me and told me I was pathetic. I won't miss the part of him that was manipulative and cruel. I won't miss the him I knew during the last year of his life."
"I'm sorry..."
"Don't apologize, you did everything you could. Now. Will you miss him?"
"As you said. Part of me misses him and will probably never stop missing him. I will always miss the sweet part of him that I knew before I was kidnapped. The part of him that seemed like he cared. The part of him that seemed like he loved me."
"I wish that part of him was real part of him. The true part of him."
"I wish it was too..."
"Well. No use living in the past." Laf smiled softly.
"I-I guess... it's hard to believe how the world moves so quickly. How time just... disappears." I whisper to myself,
"Good news is it can't get much worse than it already has been."
"You're not wrong. I don't think anything can top getting kidnapped by your serial killer boyfriend." I chuckle grimly.
"That is completely true mom petit." Laf nodded hugging me tighter.
"Well, life is finite, might as well make the best out of the rest of our lives."
"Cheers to that petit."

A/N: BAM AND THAT'S ALL FOLKS! AlSo I wOrkEd iN tHaT dAmN TItlE! So far it appears the consensus is that y'all would like a sequel, so that's probably gonna happen some time soon. Also this is the first book I've ever finished, and like? I'm? Actually? Proud? Of? It?