Chapter 11

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Hugo's POV:

It's been just short of 2 days. Ricco told me what she had
said.

The next day...

I jump to the sound of screaming. Why me?

As the screaming became more rampant- it grew more and more unbearable to the point that Its only customary to see what the commotion is about.

I i wipe my hand down my face throwing on some random clothes before entering the hall, which looks particularly endless.

I look around and understand where the screams originate. And its coming from her direction... where she is being held...
dandy.

I'm running up the stairs when I realize the stupidity of things. why would she make things worse for herself? I can't think of why shes screaming

just as I reach the top I see Julia... she's not meant to be up here. this is not good. not in the slightest. And worse, she is the one responsible for the banshee cries.

at the sound of the creaking floorboard, her attention is redirected to me, and she looks murderous.

she gets up slowly and has a look if you're a goner on her face

"YOU BASTARD"

what?

the confusion on my face made her angrier.

she starts endlessly punching my chest in hysteria. I catch her wrists

"KNOCK IT OFF! what the fuck are you on about?"

"don't play stupid Hugo"

my lack of response leads her to express the reasoning of her outburst!

"YOU KILLED HER-

"WAIT, killed who? what-JULIA WHO?"

she breaks down again backing away from me, closing in an excessive amount of distance before she continues.

"even for you, this is unforgivable, a family is only so deep brother."

"JULIA WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!"

she sneers

"YOU KILLED LOUISA YOU IDIOT!!!"

everything numbs. I block out all sounds. it's as if time freezes, and i can't process anything. my heart hit my stomach, I could only pray this wasn't true...

I run and push her to the side following the route to her cell and stop dead in my tracks.

-

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nothing has ever disturbed me so much.

as I stood frozen, I saw her.

her lifeless body. her lips left open, her eyes open, and dead, lifeless. losing their beautiful gleam. her skin pale, her eyes sunken with dark circles.

I almost threw up. then I saw her wrist. and that was when I couldn't bear it anymore. a large horizontal gash had seared across her wrist.

sh-she killed herself
I dropped to my knees howling, this—
NO NO NOOOO.

I wake up with a jump.
Sweat streaming down my face as I erupt in panic. It felt real.

I immediately throw my covers off of me and check the time... 2:00 AM.

I rub my eyes trying to wake myself..
I start to stand up. Stretching my arms out.
I run up to her.

I see the door and approach carefully hoping its just a dream. I cannot have this happen.

I look in between the bars and see her. She is asleep.
I slowly and quietly open the door and walk up to her cupping her head in my hand.

"You had me worried" I whisper.

I know I shouldn't be up here. But neither should she.
As she still lie sleeping she inches over and cuddles up against me...
I can't help how I feel in this moment.

I hug her back... and decide i must go. No doubt

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