"Stop staring, she's my teacher and you look creepy."
"Well, I can't help she's so beautiful" he said without any hesitation.
"Good for you then, she's single."
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Imagine having everything in life and then losing all of it. Leila's life was...
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I woke up in the middle of the night when the light in the living room was turned on. I was so tired that i didn't realise when i fell asleep on the couch.
I sat up straight to see what he needed in the middle of the night. It was 3 a.m. He looked at me and his face contorted with worry. He steadily moved towards me and started checking me as if i was hurt.
"What are you doing?" I asked in an irritated tone. One, he ruined my sleep and two, he was acting so fucking weird.
"What happened to you? Are you hurt?" He asked still looking for some injuries.
"Brad stop! Nothing happened to me. I am perfectly fine." I replied.
"There's blood on you."
I looked down at my shirt and it was surely covered in blood. The memories of the previous evening came rushing back. Liam. It was Liam's blood on me. I came home to change and go back but i feel asleep.
My friend was in the hospital fighting death and i was sleeping peacefully. I was pathetic. So pathetic.
"Liam." I whispered to myself.
When the reality hit me i panicked seeing the blood on me. The blood of my best friend. I should have been in the hospital all this time and i was sleeping.
Still panicking i ran to my room to take a shower. I quickly got rid of the bloody clothes and got into the shower. The blood had gotten onto my skin through my shirt which was now dry. I rubbed my body to get the blood off of me. I saw the colour of the water change to red and how it went down the drain. I quickly changed into a set of clean clothes and by the time i came out Brad was dressed too.
I grabbed his car keys and my phone before running off to his car as he followed me.
"Shall i drive?" He asked.
"You're fucking drunk." I said before i got in to the car and put on the seatbelt and he did the same.
"Where are we going?" He asked. He had no idea what had happened the previous day. He didn't know where i was going but he still accompanied me.
"Can you please not talk?" i said trying hard to hold back my tears. I think he heard the crack in my voice. He didn't ask anything while i drove. He didn't say anything when we reached the hospital and he followed me inside.
I saw Liam's brother talking to the lady at the reception and i made my way towards him.
"Cole." I called his name and he turned to look at me. His eyes were red and swollen and he looked like he hadn't slept in weeks.
He hugged me tightly as soon as he me. I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. I cried with him in the moment.
"He's gone." He whispered and i couldn't believe him. It was not possible. He couldn't just leave us all. I didn't even get to talk to him one last time.
"No. No you're lying." I cried. "You are fucking lying."
"The doctors declared him dead half an hour ago." He said.
"No. He- he can't leave us. I am sure it's a mistake. Tell them to check him again. He's fine. He's alive." I stuttered, trying to convince myself that everything is fine, that my best friend did not just leave me.
The walk to his room was the scariest thing ever. I saw him lying on the hospital bed lifeless.
"Liam. Open your eyes." I said as i neared him. He felt cold as ice when i touched him.
"He's not dead. See, he'll open his eyes anytime now." I said to his brother who looked at me with pity.
"He'll open his eyes." I said once again. I kept on repeating that same sentence over and over until i no longer could. I broke down completely when they took his body to the morgue. Gone was my best friend, the man who gave me the love of a brother, the man who stood by my side through all the bad times.
Even though we hadn't communicated in weeks, i still had hope that he would come back to me, that everything would get better between us again. But now, we couldn't even talk. I couldn't tell him how much i missed him. I couldn't tell him how much i loved him. I couldn't.
I somewhere believed it was my fault that he died. Had i left Brad alone when i knew it was dangerous for people around me. Had i tried a little harder to convince Liam that Amanda was not what she seemed, he would have been alive with us at the moment.
"Go home Leila. He's not coming back." Cole said through tears before he left.
He was not coming back. The words rang in my ears. He was not coming back.
Brad somehow managed to drag to me to the car and drove home. He was there all this time. He stood there as i cried, as i kissed my best friend one last time.
He carried me to the room bridal style even though i said i could walk. I was drained physically and mentally. More than anything else i was scared of what would happen next. I wasn't just scared for myself but for the ones i loved and cared for.
Brad helped me change into my pjs and he even put my hair in a soft braid like i always do. All this time he didn't say a word which was actually weird. Was he still mad at me? I didn't think he was. He was much better person than i was.
Now i understood why he decided to leave me when he realised how much of a danger Amanda was. I couldn't understand how could someone be this cruel to take someone else's life.
How much had he begged her, how much had he pleaded, cried for her to spare his life? She must have seen the fear in his eyes. And yet she chose to kill him ruthlessly. I couldn't even start to think of how much pain he must have felt when he was stabbed with that knife.
Amanda was not a human. She was a monster. A monster who took the life of the person i loved the most. I would now go to any limits to make her feel the same pain my friend felt. I wouldn't hesitate getting to her level to get revenge.I am going to make her regret ever meeting me.
