SHE LIED? (32)

The sound of my feet hiring the ground filled the empty hallway. I needed to get to Rye fast, I needed to help her recover and then expose Alice as the monster she truly was.

Even in all this, I felt some relief. Like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Because it was not my fault, it wasn’t that I was too hard to love, Alice just never knew how to love anyone and that was not my fault.

My feet stomped on the beige tiles as I ran to the elevator. The relief I was feeling did nothing to drown the heavy weight of worry that lingered on my chest: Rye was in danger, she was dying. I needed to find a blood donor soon. I would need to contact Jared, he’s the only one who would help me at this point.

I dug my hand into my pocket to pull out my

Phone but it wasn’t there, panic hit me in waves, where had I left it? It was with me when I walked back into the hospital. I ran my hands through my hair and tugged on the tips, my scalp hurt and I tugged on my hair harder in frustration, why