I Saw Her

15th June, 2020

Dear Diary,

Well everything was boring nowadays. Sofia was still missing. So was Hobart. Although we suspected Hobart kidnapped Sofia. We didn't know what to do, we didn't know where to find her. We kept trying our best though. Every day I would take out my bike and drive around the city in search of her.

Everything was silent. Just like every afternoon, I sat in the corner crying. Crying over the fact that something might've happened to Sofia and it was all my fault. Suddenly, my phone started to ring. I looked at the screen but it showed an unknown number. I picked up the phone and suddenly I heard someone screaming. "Help me Alex, help me. It's me, Sofia. For 2 months Hobart has held me hostage and now he's trying to kill me. I'm just outside London, in Watford." The call disconnected. I dialed the number again as I grabbed my car keys. No one picked up. I dialed Liz and told her about this as she hurried too.

Hobart was becoming crazy. He had no control over himself anymore. Losing the Oscar dropped hard on him. A side effect of the Entertainment industry. He was trying to kill Sofia, so me and Liz hurried as much as we could. In 15 minutes we were able to reach the location. No one was in the area. I entered the house when I saw Sofia on the ground with a bullet in her chest. I lifted her immediately and took her into my car. I drove as fast as possible to the nearest hospital. Liz saw my car on the way and followed. I lifted her again and took her to a stretcher where the doctors took her to the ICU. They forced me to wait outside. I walked around the hall waiting and waiting. A few hours later a doctor came out and asked to talk to me. "Well the baby's fine. Her body was able to keep it alive somehow. But she's in a coma, and well we're not fully sure if she'll wake up. You may try talking to her to see if she does, but don't get your hopes up high.

A nurse behind the doctor came up to me, "Sir, just for hospital regulations, we might need a DNA sample. I followed her as she took a sample of my blood. I looked through the window to see Sofia lying on the bed. I entered the room to see Liz sitting there. "How come you're everywhere?" She was reading a book, "Well she's my patient too." She went back to reading. I sat close to her as I held her hand. I gave it a light kiss and looked at her. "Sorry I couldn't protect you. Maybe I should've said this a lot earlier. I loved you. And I still do. I've loved you since the day I met you. I wish I would've said this sooner rather than later. You wouldn't have gone through this fuss. To be honest, I love you a lot, so just recover so you and me can live together, even with your and Hobart's son." Liz looked up at me, "Umm about that." A nurse came inside the room, "Mr Jax?" I looked at her, "I'm sorry, you got the wrong person." She looked at the form and looked at me, "No, I'm pretty sure I got the right person but the wrong thing must've been filled in the form." She handed me a form and report. I left the room and kept looking at Sofia putting a hand on the glass.

I sat down on a chair kept beside. I started to read the report. My DNA was a match with the child. Sofia's child was mine. All this time, she didn't tell me at all. Liz came out of the room and sat beside me. "I couldn't tell you, she promised me. Ever since that night, she loved you. But Hobart threatened your career, to destroy your career. She had no choice. She drugged him and led him to believe that he got her pregnant. Well I'm not sure if she can recover, but your child's future is in your hands." I felt like punching the wall, but then I remembered it was a hospital and I controlled. I left the hospital and went back home immediately. I grabbed my bottle of alcohol and started to pour immediately. I grabbed a book and started to write my story. The story from the day I met her. I kept a revolver on the table. If Sofia didn't live, how could I? I held my Academy Awards in my hand thinking that I could either shoot myself with the revolver or hit myself with the awards. I kept writing my story, '11th September, 5th October.....' in my diary. I finally decided to die, but not like this. I took a taxi to the hospital and went back near Sofia. Liz looked at me as I dragged Sofia's limbs to one side of the hospital bed. Slowly I climbed onto the bed and laid beside her. I wanted to live with Sofia, and I wanted to die with her too. A nurse came in about to ask me to get off, but Liz left with the nurse, probably explaining my actions. Sofia was all I had left, not even those Academy Awards could bring me happiness. I decided I wanted to die by the most deadly weapon, sadness.