A Mystery Novel

~ČĤÁPŤĔŔ 27~

After a few seconds of trying to piece things together, it finally clicks and Xandra rushes in to help her brother.

"Hey! What are you guys going in my house?!" Mr. Foster yells at the twins as he immediately shuts the door to the room he just came out of.

"What's behind the door?" Xander asks, looking ready to kill.

"It's none of your business. Leave now before I call the cops," Mr. Foster says but Xander doesn't fall for that.

"Go ahead," Xander says.

Mr. Foster glares at the two of them in silence for a few seconds before he suddenly brings out a switchblade from his pocket. "Get out right now or I'll slice you in half!"

"With a switchblade?" Xander asks in disbelief, "c'mon man, that's a baby knife. Plus, you're drunk, and there's only one of you and two of us so I suggest you just-"

"Get out! Now!" Mr. Foster yells as he staggers closer to them. The twins share a knowing look and lunge at Mr. Foster at the same time.

They tackle him to the ground and Xandra grabs the switchblade from him.

"I'll hold him down, you go," Xander says. Xandra immediately gets up and starts to run for the door but Mr. Foster grabs her leg, causing her to fall.

"He's got me, you go," Xandra says as she tires to pry Mr. Foster's fingers off her leg.

As Xander heads for the room, Mr. Foster tries to grab his leg too but Xandra uses her free foot to step on his hand.

Xander bursts into the room and sees an unconscious Jacqueline sprawled out on the floor. There's broken glass beside her, probably from a lamp, she must've accidentally knocked it down when she fainted. There's also blood on the floor and on her body. There are also lots of bruises and cuts on her.

"Jacqueline?" Xander kneels beside her and tries to shake her awake but she's motionless.

"No no no no no no," Xander continues saying as he shakes Jacqueline more vigouriously, "Jacqueline, please don't do this to me." There's desperation in his voice as he checks her pulse.

Her skin is cold and there's no pulse, no heartbeat too and she's not breathing.

"No! Jacqueline! No!"

"Alex!" Xandra's loud voice pulls Xander out of his nightmare.

His rapid breathing slows down when he realizes that he was just dreaming. He lightly squeezes Jacqueline's hand and sighs with relief that her hand is warm.

He has been holding her hand since he came in to see her which would be a few days ago. He only left when the nurses forced him to or when Xandra forced him to go to the cafeteria to get something to eat.

He wanted to be the first person Jacqueline sees when she wakes up. He almost died when he saw her lying lifelessly on the ground but she was still alive. She just passed out because lack of blood and starvation and the ambulance came just in time but he keeps having nightmares about that day.

"What the hell?" Xander asks.

"You looked like you were having a bad dream," Xandra says.

Xander freezes when he feels the hand he's holding gently squeezes his.

"You look cute when you sleep," he hears Jacqueline say. He turns to see her looking at him.

"Jacqueline! You finally woke up!" Xander says excitedly.

"She's been awake for seven hours now," Xandra says.

"Oh man, I missed it?"

"Yup, I was the only one awake when she woke up," Xandra boasts, beaming like she has finally achieved something in life.

"Your parents were so worried about you," Xander says to Jacqueline and then look around the room, they're the only ones there. "Guess they left."

"No need to feel bad for me. They're not here because they feel terrible about what happened, so now they're going around town looking for my favorite chocolate," Jacqueline says.

"But that was like an hour ago," Xandra says.

"Its very hard to find here, its some French chocolate, can't really remember the name right now."

"You don't remember the name of your favorite chocolate?" Xander asks, hoping that she doesn't have amnesia.

"Its written in French," Jacqueline says defensively.

"You're half French," Xandra states.

"So what? Its just chocolate, no need to make a big deal out of it."

"What's my name?" Xandra asks.

"Are you kidding me? How can I not know your name?"

"Then what is it?"

"I'm not answering that, I know your name. You're just being ridiculous."

"Do you even remember who I am?" Xandra asks

"Of course I do. You're my nurse." Jacqueline states matter-of-factly.

"The hell? I don't even look like a nurse, do you see me wearing scrubs?"

"I thought your shift was over."

"I'm going to get a doctor," Xander says, already getting up.

"Wait," Jacqueline grabs his hand, "I was just messing with you guys," she laughs. "I remember who you are Xandra. Can't believe you guys fell for that."

Xander and Xandra sigh in relief. "Please never do that again. I thought you wouldn't remember me too," Xander says.

"I can never forget you," Jacqueline says.

"Aww, you know, now's a very good time to be very truthful and honest with each other. You two shouldn't hide anything from each other, right Alex?" Xandra looks at Xander and smiles, waiting for him to tell Jacqueline about Paige's kiss.

"Right," Xander glares at Xandra, pretending to be oblivious to what she's trying to tell him.

"Jacqueline's not been around, you should fill her in on everything that happened while she was gone," Xandra returns the glare.

"Did anything interesting happen?" Jacqueline asks, wondering why the twins are in a glare off.

"Not really, but I have to tell you something.......about Paige," Xander says.

"She already told me," Jacqueline says, "Xandra called her after I woke up and she told me everything."

"Everything?"

"Everything."

"And you're not mad?" Xander asks, wondering why Jacqueline is so calm.

"I don't think I have the right to be mad. I did the exact same thing to Savannah....I did worse though. Anyways, she apologized so it's okay. She also wants me to tell you that you look cute when you sleep."

"I think Detectives Jones and Cooper want to talk to you," Xandra says, motioning to the hallway where the detectives are talking to Jacqueline's nurse.

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So she didn't actually die but now she'll b traumatized and scarred 4 life. Oh well, life goes on

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