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Toxic Cocktail
Steve pov:
Luca and I found ourselves sitting on a bench in the hospital, trying our best to calm our nerves after a tumultuous situation.
I was completely drained of all energy, and my throat felt dried out from the constant crying.
Luca, being the kind and thoughtful person that he is, offered to buy me a drink from the nearby convenience store. As we sat on the bench, sipping our drinks, we were lost in our own thoughts, trying to come to terms with what had just happened.
In the midst of the quiet, a sudden high-pitched scream pierced through the air, jolting us out of our reverie.
We swiftly turned our heads towards the source of the sound and saw Jeremy's parents sprinting towards the emergency room in a state of panic. Their faces were contorted with worry, and their eyes were red and swollen from crying.
As they got close
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Steve pov:Luca sat beside me and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. I managed to muster up a smile, but I was completely drained. All the chaos and turmoil had finally taken its toll on me. I was too exhausted to even cry anymore.As I drifted off into my own little world, Matthew emerged from Maggie's room. I could tell by the look on his face that things were not looking good. I had to know what had happened."How is Maggie doing, Matt?" I asked, trying to mask my own emotions."She's not doing so well. She's sleeping now," he replied, his voice heavy with sadness.As I watched him struggle to hold back his tears, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the situation. It was clear that Oliver had left an indelible mark on everyone's lives, and not in a positive way.His actions disrupted our once-peaceful existence, leaving us all in various sta
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Steve pov:As I stood outside Oliver's hideout with Matthew and Luca, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. The air was thick with the smell of burnt smoke, and the building looked like a haunted house with smoke billowing out of every crevice.We carefully made our way inside, stepping over the burnt remains of bodies and objects. I felt a pang of sympathy for those who suffered in the fire, wondering who could have done something so horrible as to burn down a place filled with so many innocent people.I searched high and low for any sign of Oliver, but there was nothing. The scene was chaotic and unrecognizable.I turned to Matthew, the fear in my voice evident as I asked him, "Who did this, Matt?"Matthew was standing guard, his gaze roaming across the surroundings, his mind alert for any possible danger lurking around.He turned around to face me and sai
My Bully Emotional Turmoil
Steve pov:With each step I took towards him, my heart started racing faster and faster. The sound of my heartbeat echoed in my ears, and I felt as if I was about to collapse at any moment. My feet felt heavy, and my hands were trembling with fear and anxiety as I approached his bed.When I finally stood next to him, I leaned in and softly touched his face. I could feel his cool skin against my fingertips, and I noticed how he was struggling to take each breath.My eyes filled with tears, and I tried to hold them back, but they found their way out and streamed down my face like a waterfall.As I wiped my tears away, I noticed that they had fallen on his hand. His hand was fragile, and I could feel how it was slowly losing its warmth.It was then that I realized how precious every moment with him was, and how much I wanted him to be okay.Then I re
My Bully Wounded Fate
Jeremy pov:As I lay there, struggling to hold on to consciousness, I could hear the muffled whispers of doctors somewhere in the distance. Despite my best efforts to make sense of their words, they all seemed to blend together into an unintelligible jargon. Time passed, and the voices grew fainter and fainter until they receded into an almost imperceptible hum.Suddenly, the creaking sound of a door pierced through the silence, jolting me back to reality. I could hear the slow footsteps approaching me, and then I felt the warmth of a hand placed gently on my cheek. The touch was tender, comforting, and familiar.As I lay there, feeling helpless and trapped in my own body, Steve's voice washed over me like a soothing balm. It was a sound that brought me solace and hope, and for a fleeting moment, I forgot about the pain and uncertainty that had brought me to this place.As I lay there motionless, I desperately wished to open my eyes and speak to Steve, but my body refused to obey m
My Bully Heartbreaking Truth
Steve pov:It had been a grueling two weeks since I found myself spending every single day at the hospital with Jeremy. My heart felt heavy with worry and anxiety as I sat beside him, watching his chest rise and fall with the help of the machines that were keeping him alive. I remained hopeful that he would wake up soon. Every day, I talked to him, read him his favorite books, and tried to keep my emotions in check as I held his hand. But as time went on, the hope began to dwindle, and I couldn't help but feel like we were running out of time.I sat lost in my thoughts, I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Luca standing beside me with a sympathetic expression on his face. Luca and Matthew were the only ones who had been visiting me and Jeremy regularly. Maggie was still reeling from the shock of Oliver's death and needed some time to herself. We all understood and gave her the space she needed to heal."Steve, you look like you're about to pass out," Luca said, noti
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Steve pov: "You are hurting me, Steve…" I immediately moved back, apologizing profusely. "Sorry... I... I got too excited," I said in a rush. My eyes were filled with tears as I looked at Jeremy. His hand reached up to wipe away my tears, but I could feel the roughness of his calloused palm. Despite his obvious discomfort, Jeremy tried to smile weakly at me. I could see the effort it took, and it made my heart ache. I helped him sit up, and he removed the oxygen mask from his face. As he did so, I couldn't help but notice how small and thin his face had become. His cheeks were sunken, and his bones protruded through his skin. It was a far cry from the cute, full-cheeked face I remembered. Seeing him in such a fragile state was heart-wrenching. "Can I get some water?" he asked, his eyes pleading.
My Bully Heartstrings
Steve pov:As Jeremy began to panic, I quickly took charge of the situation and tried to calm him down."It's okay, no one is going to hurt you. It's just Matthew," I reassured him.But it seemed that my words only made things worse as he began to shout, "No, tell them to get out!"The nurse attending to Jeremy rushed into the room, her face twisted in anger."You can't disturb the patient. Please go out," she said sternly.I tried to explain that Jeremy was getting scared, but she was having none of it."Please sir, let us do our job," she said, her tone final.Feeling helpless, I started to walk away, Jeremy suddenly reached out and grabbed my hand. His eyes were pleading with me, silently begging me not to leave him alone. I could see the fear and desperation in his gaze, and it tugged
My Bully Cloud Of Confusion
Jeremy pov: ***Two Weeks Later*** The darkness was absolute, and the only sound I could hear was my own breathing. I found myself back in the same dark room, with no door or window or any sign of life. My breath hitched in my chest, and I felt a wave of fear grip me tightly. I cried out for help, but my voice echoed back to me in a hollow, empty space. Suddenly, I heard a loud voice calling out to me, "Baby boy!" The sound jolted me awake, and I opened my eyes to find myself in bed, safe and sound. I looked out of the window and saw that it was already morning. My face was drenched in sweat, and my hands were shaking with fear. I sat up, leaned against the bed, and took deep breaths to calm myself down. A small tear rolled down my cheek as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. Then, Steve walked into the room and said, "My b
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