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Chapter 19

Connor POV

I got into the elevator, not even looking back. I couldn't believe how much of a hypocrite he was, or how stupid I was for even falling for him. Someone I loved and was starting to fall for and here I was getting played. Guess that's what I get for falling for a freshman.

I was usually good at containing my emotions, but they were now getting the best of me. I waited impatiently for the elevator to hit the first floor. I wanted to be as far away from Terrance, as fast as I could be.

I stormed out of the elevator and towards the front entrance. My angry demeanor was catching the attention of many of the guests that waited in the lobby, but at that point, I didn't care.

Knowing that he'd probably leave the hospital as well, I left out of the door and just began to walk. I didn't know where I was going which was good because that meant that he wouldn't either.

The breeze from the outside air seemed to calm me down some. I was still angry, but I was a lot more level-headed while I was out there.

I could feel that the expression on my face was beginning to soften and my stomps were turning into regular steps.

As I was walking, a suspicious looking white van rode past me. The guy in the driver's seat appeared to be smiling at me with what I think was a hospital mask pulled above his eyes, but I wasn't too sure. I didn't really take much notice of anything going on around me, and this wasn't gonna be an exception.

I walked for a little longer, just thinking of what had happened. The fact that I trusted him, only for him to be playing me. I couldn't help but tear up at the thought of what had happened.

I knew that Terrance and Will's dorm was kind of close to the hospital, but unconsciously, I had ended up right in front of it. I stopped in front of it for a second, part of me hoping that Terrance would end up here as well.

As much as I wanted to be angry, I was not good at holding grudges, especially with people I loved.

I looked at the entrance to the dorm and thought of the first time I had been inside.

Terrance and I walked into his dorm and up to the front desk. The lady at the desk gave us a weird look which by now I was used to and I guess he was too because we both ignored her.

We made our way to the stairs and to the second floor which I guess was where his room was at. We walked down the hallway and to room 225. A sudden flashback began to play in my head.

United Airlines flight 225 from California to Washington crashes after unexpected engine malfunction.

I quickly shook the memory before Terrance noticed that I had been off in a gaze.

I looked to my right and sent a head nod to a boy I knew because he worked for me at my warehouse. He sent a head nod back and seemed to be mouthing the words "Help me!" as he turned his back and began to walk away.

I shook my head of the memory, suddenly realizing that WT was still in the hospital. Even if I was mad at Terrance, I should still make sure that he was good.

I sighed before heading back to the hospital. I placed my hands in my pockets as I walked, bracing myself for if I were to come face to face with Terrance again. As I walked, the memory continued to play in my head.

I looked back to Terrance who had already darted into his room like he saw a mouse.

"What's the rush for, I'm going to be here for a while" I said. He seemed uneasy about something.

"I didn't even realize I was moving fast. I just want to maximize our time together before anything pops up." I knew he was lying about the first part, but that wasn't what I was worried about. I didn't want him having any unresolved issues with me because I was actually growing to really like him.

I grabbed one of his arms so that he'd loosen up to me before reassuring him that he would find out, it just wasn't the time and that he could trust me.

"Help me!" he mouthed and then dragged me over to his bed and kicked off his socks and shoes before laying down on his back and putting his legs on me which I thought was cute.

I shook my head once more trying to figure out what all of this was about. I was beginning to get a strange gut feeling that something was wrong.

Me walking turned into me jogging and next thing I knew, I was full on sprinting in the direction of the hospital. Though it wasn't too far, it'd take a couple of minutes to get there, even if I was running.

I ran as fast as I could, surprisingly never running out of breath. I approached the side of the hospital, running to make my way around to the front.

I stopped in my tracks when I heard something rumble under my feet. It was the poem that I had written Terrance.

I picked it up, seeing that it had been opened and I knew that meant that he had read it, or at least started.

I smiled at the thought of him having read it and as bad as what he had done was, I knew that he wouldn't just abandon the letter like this.

I closely examined the paper before seeing a few wet droplets, which I assumed were tears. I quickly folded the paper up and placed it into my back pocket before running into the hospital to go to WT's room.

I didn't even bother checking in with the receptionist or waiting for the elevator.

I made my way to the stairs and sprinted up them, skipping two or three stairs at a time before reaching the third floor.

I pushed past a few doctors before making my way to room 323. I burst in the door to see that no one was here, not even WT.

I walked closer to the bed to see another sticky note placed for me to see: "YOU'VE BEEN WARNED"

Almost as if whoever had been watching, I received a call from a blocked number. I was hesitant to answer it, but I went against my better judgement and decided to.

"Who the fuck is this!" I yelled into the microphone.

"You know who" a familiar voice spoke. "Come find us. We're closer than you think." I heard Roscoe laugh and then the line went blank.

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Not sure if I'm too satisfied with this chapter, but 🤷🏽‍♂️