Chapter 3

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His wounds

were gone.

What the

Fuck.

Did I just?..

heal him?

Is this a nightmare?

A dream?

What is going

on?

I look at him

suprised.

His bruises gone.

the upsidedown

cross.

Vanished.

Right after I 

kissed

him.

I traced my finger

over where

the

scars should 

be.

He looked in my eyes.

I looked away

and saw

the still wet

blood on

my hands.

I tremble. He whispers

"Look in her phone."

I do so.

Messages from

Harden?

Who was he?

Skimming through them

as

fast as I 

can.

"Your in  danger."

The last one said.

I ask Jarrod

"Should I talk to him?"

he screeches in

reply.

"No." he whispers.

He is

frightened.

So i sit

by

him and 

rub his 

shoulders

while he gently

closes his eyes

"Beautiful"

I murmer silently.

I wait for him

to fall

asleep.

I steal the strange 

number

from Hailey's

phone.

I will text 

him tomorrow.

This is to strange

for me

to deal with

right now.

I look

over at Hailey,

who is

slumped

against the

wall.

Eyes still closed.

I gently lay on

the bed

with

Jarrod,

Wrapping

my arms

around him

and taking

in his scent.

His fingers

intwine with mine

and leaves me

Breathless.

 

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 04, 2012 ⏰

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