Life Hurts but Heals

Chapter 21- Confession

I can't help but feeling my legs go numb.

How could this happen, especially now? Nicole... What will Carl say?

I sit on the bed because I feel like I'm about to fall down. Foxface and I just sit there, staring at the floor.

"Why would he do that?" asks Foxface, "It's just a girl. He would get over her eventually... right?"

"I don't know, but we need to help Nicole right now."

"Yeah. Come on."

We walk downstairs and see that they're not in the house; so we run outside and see Nicole digging her hands into the ground, pulling the grass up, and throwing it across the yard, and Chan is trying to comfort her. We walk closer.

"Nicole, just calm down," he says calmly.

"No! I can't calm down! He died, and it's my fault!" she pauses, "Actually... it's your fault!"

She turns around and points at me.

"What?!" I shout, "What did I do?!"

"You set me and Chan up. You knew this was gonna happen, and you just let it unfold, and you didn't even care!"

"No, this is not my fault! It was your fault choosing Chan over Daryl! I had nothing to do with this; he came by to see his brother and you feel for him! Turns out that you fell so hard you crushed and killed Daryl!"

Her anger boils up inside her. I can tell by her facial expressions. That's when she throws a punch and nails my in the mouth. Blood rolls down my chin, and I pull my knife out of my back pocket and put it to her throat.

"You either leave before I cut your head off," I whisper/shout.

"Go ahead," she smirks, "You won't do it. You don't have the guts you goodie-two-shoes."

I stare at her, but I couldn't cut her throat, but instead, I cut a large D in her arm for Daryl.

She screams in pain, but I smile.

"I'm going to the hospital, but if I come back and you're still here, it won't be pretty..."

She looks at her arm and tries to charge at me, but I move quick enough and she falls on the ground. Even Chan smiles.

She glares at him, "Fine then, if I'm so funny but yet so cruel to kill someone, I'm leaving!"

"Good-bye, and you won't be missed!" I shout as we runs down the road.

I turn around see Foxface and Chan looks at me like "really?"

"What?" I question.

"Was that necessary?!" they shout in synchronization.

"Yeah. She was acting like a jerk. How was that my fault?! She needs to grow up! I thought she was my friend, but it turns out she was the exact opposite."

"Not really. This is a little much for someone in her condition," says Foxface in a serious tone.

"What is so special about her except the fact she can dump a guy and get with her ex's best friend's brother?!"

"If she is put through too much emotional pain, she threatens to kill herself..."

I stare down the road where she ran, and she has disappeared.

"We have to find her..." I say as I run around the house and down the road and into the woods.

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After 15 minutes of searching, we have to take a break. We sit down on some logs we find behind some trees. I sit on one and lean back onto a tree. It's pretty comforting, and I fall asleep with my knife in hand.

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I wake up, but I'm not in the woods. I am in the old, abandoned warehouse that I was in when Finnick kidnapped me. That's when an edge of a blade barely touches my neck.

"So we meet again..." says a familiar voice.

"Nicole, please just let me ta-"

"Save it. I don't need my mother to tell what to and not to do. It's either you or me, kid. You got thirty seconds; think fast."

Why would she do this? She must be drunk or something...

I gulp, "Me..."

"Okay, then..."

I hold my breathe and wait for the worst to come, but she takes the blade off and cuts my arm in the shape of a C. I can't see it but I can feel it.

"If he hasn't already died, I'm coming for him. Finish her."

Then I hear his voice once again, "Make it easier for yourself, Jordyn..."

Finnick...