The furniture inside the restaurant was classy looking and had high-quality antiques. They also have high-quality artwork on the walls, tastefully arranged. Dining tables were spaced a little farther apart, giving guests more room and privacy. I folded my mouth, checking myself if I had left it hanging open. This is my first time getting into this kind of restaurant. First and foremost, we cannot afford the price, and of course, we don't fit in. I'm afraid to eat. Can I just order water instead? I'm not familiar with the spoons and any other silverware on the top of the tables, damn. The waiter leads us to our table. Jarred helped me sit in my chair even though I didn't need any help. I smiled at him and watched them sit on their own. I'm not sure if I should have let President De Verra sit first. I secretly pinched my hand under the table to stop myself from overthinking. The waiter approached President De Verra. Do I even have to call Jackson President De Verra for the rest of my
It was so bright. I closed my eyes again. It feels so heavy; everything feels so heavy. I tried opening my eyes again, and I saw unfamiliar faces. They are wearing white coats and have stethoscopes hanging on their necks. I think they're talking to me, but I can't understand what they say. I blinked and looked to the other side, and I saw mom. She looks so worried; she's in no place to worry. She should be at home. Who the hell brought my mom here to see me at this state? I tried moving my fingers, but I couldn't move. My whole body feels so numb I can't even speak. It makes breathing hard. I heard the sound of a machine. One of the people in a white suit put an oxygen mask on me. It feels better. I closed my eyes and left the people around me in chaos. I want my peace back. ----- "I'll take Lianne and Paris home, and I'll be back; please stay here until I get back." I opened my eyes wide and tried to get up, but I couldn't. I felt someone's touch on my shoulder. Jarred smiled
It took me three days at the hospital; it was hell. Fortunately, I'm going home now. The doctor came to my room while I fixed the bed; he was with a small piece of paper. I should take this chance to talk with my doctor; he smiled at me at handed me the paper. "It's the list of the medicine you have to take. You have to take those at the right time and make sure that you eat a whole meal before taking it. Don't just eat bread or what; sleep for at least six hours at minimum." he sighed at seriously looked me in the eye. "I'm not trying to scare you, Sydney, but you have a high risk of being on a cardiac attack due to blood clotting. Take care of yourself; you're too young. I don't know what you're going through, but please seek help, okay?" he tapped my sho
I rode in Jarred's car; Mr. Agnello insisted on just riding one car, but luckily, Hank and Jarred insisted on using their own car so it would be easier to get home after dinner. Hank didn't argue when Jarred announced that he would take me with him. As we go across the road, my heart beats faster than usual. It felt like it was about to explode. I put my right hand on my chest, hoping it would calm it down slightly. "You good?" I glanced at Jarred, who was focusing on the road. I nodded. I know he'll see it in his peripheral vision. "Don't be nervous, we're just eating." easy to say than to do. I let my hand fall to my lap. How would I start investigating, though? How am I going to know who made Hade on a comma? Was it an accident or staged? We have arrived at La Push, and we were the last to come. They were all waiting at the table. We walked towards them and took a sit. I sat between Hank and Jarred, while Jackson sat on Jarred's left and Mr. Agnello sat on Hank's right side. S
I pushed the number eight-button in the elevator. I first checked Jarred since he's not picking up his phone. I am still worried about what happened to Hade, and I didn't see him at the house too. The elevator's door opened, and I saw Hank and Jarred laughing. Their laugh fell as they saw me and shifted their gaze to the top of the elevator door and then back at me. "Do you need anything?", Jarred innocently asked as if nothing happened yesterday. I'm burning mad, I'm being emotional, and it was not necessary. I breathed and smiled at them as they entered the elevator and pushed the ground floor button. They faced me after the door closed. "I was contacting you yesterday, but you're not picking up.", I said. Hank stared at Jarred while Jarred looked at me like he was caught red-handed. "You suddenly made me get off the car and drove away.", I added. His brows lifted in shock. "What?" he stuttered. How am I supposed to ask him about Hade when he can't understand me. "Oh, the incide
After we talked to the staff of Arrow Publishing for the upcoming event, I told Jarred that I was not coming back to school, and he dropped me off straight at my house. I felt too tired. When I entered our house, it was a mess. I wanted to whine and get mad, but I didn't have the energy to produce those feelings. I just stared at Paris while I walked past her, and I didn't even bother to greet mom. I twisted the doorknob of my door and entered my room. I instantly locked it and slammed my body at my bed; I stared at the ceiling wall and listened to my growling stomach. I bet there's no food in the kitchen to eat. I have money, and I can just order anything. But if dad knew that I'm earning now, for sure, he won't hesitate to come home and enjoy his awaited retirement. And guess what his retirement plan was. It was me! I picked up my phone to check the messages and speaking of. He messaged me. 'As soon as I get my paycheck, I'll send it to you, but for now, I really can't find anyo
I'm still bothered about what Hank said last night. What does he mean by Hade living under the name of Tycen? I am so confused. I know Tycen was a common name, but still, I wasn't hallucinating when I saw Tycen from Hade. But I'm not sure if the Tycen I know was the Tycen that Hank mentioned. I wiped my face using both of my hands, slid it straight to my hair, and held a tight grip on the strands of my hair. I let a low groan and slammed myself on the bed. The fact that I didn't hold on to Tycen so that I won't be having a headache because of a boy, yet I'm so stressed out about the theory I had that maybe Hade and Tycen are the same person. If Hade was Tycen, how would I react? Will I get mad? What would be my reason for getting angry? Tycen and Hade didn't do anything wrong for me to respond like that. Will I be happy? Of course, I would be glad if I was a help to him. I instantly sat when I heard a knock on my door. When the door opened, mom peeked at me while smiling. I fo
Hade and I stayed at the church until people came to attend the mass. We talked about his life together with Hank while on the bus. He told me that he could clearly see Hank to me when I was at home, that he was proud of me, and that my mom was so thankful for having me as their child. I doubt that I was one of the reasons why she got sick. I can't ever forgive myself for that. While fixing my bag, I saw Hade staring at me while swaying himself on my swivel chair. I raised my left eyebrow while staring at him. "What?" I asked. He slightly opened his mouth but closed it instantly; he shook his head. I frowned at him and shifted my gaze back to my backpack. "You shouldn't be doing that; it causes overthinking.", I sulk while I put my backpack on. He raised both of his brows while looking down and shrugged. He stood up and slowly walked toward me. "I'm a bit skeptical to say it to you, but I will. Just give me some more time to prepare myself, okay?" I glanced at Hade with a weird exp