That Night

Chapter 7

        I awoke and saw a white ceiling. I then realized I was in the hospital. What happened?

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        "Well, I'm glad you did." I responded grabbing his free hand. He then slammed on brakes and the car swerved.

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        "Oh my gosh! Darius!" I started to panic, I didn't know if he was okay, or anything!

        "I see you're wake." He said approaching my bed.

        "What are you doing here?" I asked getting scared.

        "I came to check on you, my baby." That thing said.

        "You need to leave. GO!" I yelled.

        "No."

        "Well, too bad! Soon that little boy will be gone. And I'll be your focus." He smiled evily and touched my cheek

.        "You monster! You caused that accident!" I yelled crying.

        "Yea, duh! How many times do I need to tell you, he has to go! Like poof be gone." He said growing angry.

        "Please, no! What do you want from me?" I asked. He threw his hands in the air.

        "You know what what?? We'll talk later. But right now, I have some business to handle." And with that he left the room. I quickly got up and went through every hospital room. To my luck he was 2 doors down. I burst into his room. He was lying there, his body looking life-less. I rushed to his side.

        "Darius, no! Please wake up! Please...I-i need you! Wake up!" I was shaking him and crying hysterically. One of his eyes popped open.

        "Are you done?" He laughed. This boy was playing me.

        " Don't scare me like that!" I said hitting his chest. He groaned with pain. "Oh, I'm so sorry!"

        "I guess I kind of deserved it. Huh?" He said rubbing his chest. "Look, i'm sorry about the accident, I should've been paying better attention to the road." I grabbed his hand.

        "It's not your fault. It was that guy, the stalker."

        "It's not nice to talk about someone who's nto in the room." He said. Oh goodness, he's gonna kill him. I have to do something. I quickly look around for something to hit him with. I scanned the room, when I thought about the bathroom. I can just detach the towel rack and hit him with it. Brilliant! 

        "Can you hold that thought, I really have to pee."

        "Uh, ookkaaayyy?" As quickly as I could, I rushed into the bathroom, grabbed the towel rack, stuffed it in my shirt. I had to make it seem like I actually used the bathroom. So i flushed the toilet and splashed around in the sink. I exited the bathroom to see the stalker choking Darius. I quickly grabbed the rack from my shirt and hit him with it multiple times. He soon passed out and wasn't moving. I poked him with the rack. He still didn't move, his body just lying there lifeless. I started to panic.

        "I think he's dead Darius...," I poked around some more, "He's dead! He's dead! I just killed someone! I'm a murderer! Oh my gosh, Darius, he's dead!" I started crying hysterically. I was crying so bad I could barely see and breath. "What do I do?!" I asked.

        "Uh, just put him in the closet until we can actually figure out a plan." I nodded my head and dragged the stalker into the closet. I closed it and sat next to Darius on his hospital bed.

        "I can't believe I just killed a man, Darius. A man, a guy, a human bei-"

        "Althea! Listen to me. We are going to be just fine...as long as no one comes in and checks the room, we are fine." Just as he said that, a nurse knocked on the door. If I could turn pale, I would be very.

        "May I come in?" The nurse asked.

        "Darius, what are we going to do? What if  she checks the closet like you said? Oh Lord, I'm going to jail!" 

        "Just calm down, and let me do the talking. Okay?" He put his hand on mine and I nodded my head.

        'You can come in." Darius replied.
       
        "Is everythimg okay?" She asked innocently.
  
        "Yeap. Everything is fine." Darius simply replied.
   
        "Well I have some extra clean robes. I'll just put them in the closet for you." She glided wards the closet.

        "WAIT!" Darius and I yelled in unison.

        "I don't need any. I'm okay." He replied.

        "No, I insist!" She opened the closet doors and let out a horrifying scream. I think we're going to jail, for life!