Chapter Twenty-eight

"I did it! I snapped out of those damn thoughts, all by myself and it feels so good!" Xander exclaimed with a wide smile, his blue eyes glittering with tears as he stared at both of his friends.

"What?," Enzo whispered, his hazel eyes dilating with shock and amazement as he jumped off the sofa.

"Are you sure? You look like you just escaped from a torture room," Zion said, staring at Xander with skepticism.

"Well, it was annoying at first but...," Xander paused, furrowing his eyebrows like he just realized something and didn't want to believe it.

"But what?" Zion asked, urging Xander to continue speaking.

"Then that annoying woman called, asking me about some stupid files," Xander said with a small frown.

"What woman?" Enzo asked, staring at Xander with a confused expression on his face.

*Flashback*

"No!," Xander yelled as he held his head in his hand, digging his fingers into the soft black hair as he tried to get rid of the negative thought in his mind.

Collapsing on the hard floor,