chapter 17

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reece's pov

i walk out of the bathroom and into the closet, i change into grey sweatpants and a black fitted t-shirt

i walk down stairs into the kitchen and grab my macbook, apple and some water before walking into the living room

"reece, ry lazer has been trying to interfere with our shipments" mason says walking into the room and sitting next to me

he turns his macbook towards me and shows me the security cameras down at the docks

"sort it out, i don't have time for this shit" i say running my hand through my damp dark brown hair

i grab my laptop and walk back upstairs. i enter jordi's and my room. the showers still running

that's weird, i've been down stairs for like an hour. i knock on the door

"jordi? you ok?" no rely

i slowly open the door onto the bathroom and i don't see jordi

"jordi?!" i say panicking slightly

i open the shower door to see jordi still dressed sitting on the floor

an empty pill container laying next to her, a blade laying in her hand and her wrist covered in blood

"jordi!" i yell rubbing towards her, i lay her body onto mine and pick up the container

sleeping pills

pulling my wet iphone out of my sweatpants pocket i ring dakar

"dakar, i need a doctor in my room immediately!" i say still holding jordi's body and putting pressure on her wrist

"right away! what's going on? are you ok?" he asks

"i'm fine, but jordi isn't! just get me a fucking doctor dakar! i scream into the phone and hang up

"jordi, hang in there for me princess. stay with me. c'mon. listen to my voice jordi" i say checking her pulse

she's unconscious

"reece! where are you?" i hear dakar ask

"in the bathroom!" i yell back

i hear footsteps and a gasp

"jordi" i hear a small voice say. i turn away from jordi to see noah standing there

the doctor walks into the shower and turns the water off

"we need to get her into a better place, somewhere that's not wet and slippery" the doctor states

i pick jordi's body up bridal style and walk out of the shower, my wet clothes sticking to her small body

"let's take her to the medical wing. how long was she there for?" the doctor speaks

"i honestly have no clue, i walked in and she was just laying there. i then rang dakar and now we're here" i say, making sure i don't drop her

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