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42.
Xavier's P.O.V.
I unwillingly step into the car, my mother and father entering after me.
I look at my feet, not wanting to make eye contact with the two monsters.
"Xavier? Why did you run away?" My mother asks, quite sadly. It surprised me. But then i remember, I am still freezing from the weather I walked in for an hour, but they couldn't care less.
I don't want to talk to her, so I just stare out the window. My eyes glossy with fresh tears.
"Fucking respond Xavier!" My father shouts. I flinch, the tears tremble before falling.
"I f-f-felt uns-unsafe okay?" I stutter.
"Unsafe? Bloody hell." My father quickly adds as he turns around and starts the car up.
My mother seems shocked.
"Oh sorry Xavier, I never meant for you to feel
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Xavier's P.O.V.I climb the stairs and enter my 'new' bedroom. I cry at the sight. The window has been blocked with pieces of wood nailed to each other, the colour of the room is an off yellow colour, all my posters and things are gone. My bed still remained the same, it's like they hadn't touched it at all. This is good, I think this is where I last left my book that Cole -he -couldn't find. I grab the extra pens from inside my pillowcase. I rush to my pillow, I had never been more excited to take off a pillow case. My book and two pens fall to the ground.I still feel scared though. I don't know when my father will get home and what type of mood he'll be in. Usually he'd come home drunk and always smoking. Sometimes he would be so angry he would storm up to my room and shout at me for no particular reason. It hurt a lot.In movies and books, the
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Cole's P.O.V."Okay stay in the car, I'll go ask." She exits the car.I wait, nervously.I try and call his mobile again."This service is not available at the moment, please call back later."Fuck.Moments later my mum runs out of the hospital, by herself.Oh no."He is not there, I asked the nurse and she said that you were waiting for him outside." She explains.I sit there dumbfounded."Well, I called his phone. He is not available." I say."I don't know where else to go." My mum says, I see in her eyes that she is scared. Scared for Xavier's wellbeing, scared if he is not okay? Is he even alive?I'm scared too. Terrified even.
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Xavier's P.O.V.I open my eyes. I don't remember anything. Am I in Cole's house?"Cole?" I call out.But no one responds.Maybe he is sleeping.I stumble up to my feet, and look around the room I am in. It's dark, but I can figure out that this is not Cole's room... it's mine. I can tell from the lonley ambience that has lingered since I can remember.But I stand there confused.I swear Cole had saved me and I was in living at his house. What am I doing back here?I look around and see a body on the floor.It looks like my father.I widen my eyes and all the memories come rushing back to me. The betrayal everthing."Oh my God." I mumble.I ga
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Xavier's P.O.V.I feel someone touching my shoulder. I open my eyes and hear an engine driving along a road, sirens and people's mummers. I look around me and see a mask on my face, a tube which is attached to the mask which then runs along the floor connecting the mask to an air tank.What looks like a doctor turns around and faces me. I could see every eyelash and the pores on their skin."You are awake. You are going to be okay don't worry." They say.I'm going to be okay?Why wouldn't I be okay?"Wha-" I try to speak but a sharp pain pierces through my abdomen area and rises to my lung area."Sh, don't talk, we are getting you to the hospital." The doctor says.I have so many questions, I don't have any recollection
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Cole's P.O.V.We arrive back home and enter the house. The whole family is already sleeping. My mum and I try to stay quiet as we walk to our own bedrooms. Both of us are still distraught, especially me."Bye mum." I say."Bye." She replies.We both enter our rooms. I lean against the back of the door and drop down to the floor."Why?" I mutter.I start sobbing uncontrollably into my hands.I grab my phone out and try to call him again, but there is no hope left in me. I've tried so many times before, I just can't think of it being able to work.It rings...And rings...And rings..."Hey this is Xavier, uh, leave a message at the beep. Beep." My eyes widen in surprise.
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Xavier's P.O.V.While Hal is away I wait. I take in what is around, or more specifically, what isn't around me. Why they are or aren't around me? What is the point of all these things around me? Is there even a point?Life is pointless. I don't understand what I'm doing here. Unless I make a name for myself and people remember me for doing something good, then why am I here? Is it a growth experience? A spiritual journal? To serve a higher power? Or just some pointless nothing? All we do is get a job, get paid, buy a few miscellaneous things that will just be left behind when we die, by the end of it.If we are lucky, we have offspring which do the exact same thing, just differently. What about when you get old? Despite all you did during your life we all meet the same end and everything exists only in memory. Life is one big memory.
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Xavier's P.O.V.Hal and I sit together. Him on the side of bed.The nurse comes in."Oh sorry if I'm interrupting anything." She immediately says."Oh no, it's fine." Hal responds getting off the bed and into the seat beside me."Okay, well, you are fine, we can keep you here longer, but it is up tp you. It only happened because it seemed like you were under stress before the incident, that's the only reason why it would happen. Unless you were exercising, that is another factor." She explains.Hal looks at me concerned."Yeah, okay." I say, staring straight ahead at the nurse trying to avoid Hal's concerned gaze."Alright. Now, do you have a place to stay for the night Mr..."She checks her clipboard.
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Cole's P.O.V.My alarm clock sounds."Ugh." I feel so weak, and I still have to go to school. All I could think about was Xavier. He is taking up my mind. Xavier this, Xavier that. I hated it. It made me worry so much, and if I worried too much then I just couldn't move on with the day. I have to suppress it somehow.I look over at the clock and see it's 7:30am. I better get up if I don't want to be late for school. I sit up on my bed and push myself off. I'm one of those people who once they manage to get out of bed, I stay out of bed, not wanting to go back in until the end of the day.I run a hand through my hair, it is all knotted. I groggily walk to the bathroom and close the door behind me. My hair is disheveled and messy, strands are sticking up and some are matted down to my scalp."Ew." I think to myself.
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