I Choose That Bad Boy

Chapter Thirty

I visited her a few days ago at the hospital.

Of course, my ninja skills had to be put to test during that day.

And I'm proud to say that I'm one skilled black belt ninja.

I managed to peep at her via the tiny gaps in between the curtain without getting caught by anyone.

Her fragile body was lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

Brennan was by her side, holding onto

her delicate fingers.

He looked downright depressed and lost in his own world.

Maybe that's why I didn't get caught by him.

Flashing back to Friday, I guess I sort of accomplished my task - which was to break Brennan's heart and make him back off Caitlyn.

That was always what I've wanted, wasn't it?

But why the fuck aren't I feeling a sense of accomplishment, yet only guilt?

And even more guilt?

Because you're the one who indirectly caused her to be admitted to the hospital.

Because you're the one that's indirectly inflicting pain to your freaking cousin now.

Your cousin.

The one you've always been close to.

The one you've always hung out with and trusted.

How could I've ever thought of such a thing to do?

Drug her up and break their relationship. Really?

Did I seriously thought of that?

Hell. Did I seriously operate and acted on all of those stuffs?

What the hell was wrong with me?

I am a sick bastard, aren't I?

Now that there's still some time left, I better hurry up.

I scrurried to scribble down the last few letters and signed off my 'letter'. Folding it into half, I picked it up from the kitchen island and jogged upstairs to grab my stuffs needed for college.

Standing in the doorway were my parents, who were giving me longing glances. I stared back at them, sadness panging hard at my chest.

I felt like a douche for doing this to them, but I really had no choice.

Really?

You had a choice actually.

It was you who chose to take this path and do evil deeds...

My brain reminded me.

Sadly, it was right.

"Son, do you really have to leave now? Can't you stay a while longer?" my dad spoke up first.

"No. They need me there so that we can start our practice and prepare for the tournament now." I replied.

This part wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't exactly the truth either.

They really needed me there, but that's only starting from next week.

Whatever. One week doesn't really make a lot of difference. I can use this time to familiarize with my new surrounding and my roommate before I get too busy.

"My baby boy. Remember to call me once you reach, alright? Remember to take your meals regularly and if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to call. I'll miss you." My mum cooed and pulled me in to a hug.