Semua Bab Secretly Yours: Craving My Bestfriend: Bab 21 - Bab 30

I feel like I am in a weird dark unconscious dream. A nightmare with devious cobwebs and dirty walls and an arid smell that just twists my stomach into painful knots. My eyes feel like they are open, but also feel shut at the same time.The grizzling sensation of something crawling over my leg has me opening my eyes and trying to adjust my tools of vision to see what is happening to my leg. It takes a while before my blurry vision clears, and when it does, I scream at the sight of the huge rat on my leg scratching my skin with its claws. The tremors the scratching sends down my spine nearly paralyses me with fear, yet at the same time, shooting up the adrenaline in my body so high that I fling my leg in the air, watching the black animal fly over to the far end of the dark room. I hear it give out a low squeak as it lands on the floor with a low thud. For a moment, I begin to think that it is dead, but then I watch it move on the floor and within seconds, the animal disappears through

When my mum was alive, she would always tell me that 'Life is too short to not live it with the people I love'. She was always fierce in showing how much she loved me. So fierce that on the day she died, I nearly lost my mind to the truth that I have lost the only one person in the entire world who loved me more than life itself. The doctors had to shackle me and had me placed in a psychiatric ward for more than a week. Well, I wasn't counting. My aunt Kate took the liberty to count the fucking days for me.However, on the day I began to regain back pieces of my sanity, I prayed to God to never allow me go through that pain again. I was afraid that if I ever went through it again, I may not survive.Never could I have imagined that a pain worse than that was waiting patiently for me nine years later.The nurses are screaming. I can hear Sandra crying. Ethan is cursing. That sharp signature scent that can only be found in hospitals is hitting my nose so badly that it makes me want to p

When I open my eyes, it is to the harsh intensity of the white bulb blazing down on me.No. I want to see my mother. I want to go back. To be with her. To be wrapped in the warmth of her embrace. To feel her love. Even if it is just for a few minutes.I don't want to be gazing up at a light bulb reminding me that I am back in the real world.The air is fresh, but still retains that streak of a scent I detest about hospitals. As nerval realization slowly begins to kick into my bones, I start to feel a lethal twisting ache inside my left leg.The pain is evil. It bites and twists, then stops, only to begin another twisting torture more painful than the former.I grip the sheets. A wince escapes my lips and I stir on the bed."She is awake!"Footsteps pound into my ears, and in a flash, Sandra's worried face fills my vision."Hey." She whispers softly, brushing my hair back, her other hand soothing my exposed forearm."Hey." I whisper back, managing to give her a light smile. Even smilin

I look over at Kayden, staring at the face of the man that I love with all my heart.He is lying here, fighting for his life, and I feel so guilty and utterly helpless in doing anything about it."Kayden," I whisper, holding his hand tight. "Please come back to me. I am begging you. Please open your eyes."Tears roll down my face at the cruelty of his pale unresponsive body. Unable to bear the pain any longer, I bend my head on the bed, hiding my face, feeling so ashamed and guilty. I allow my tears to flow and soak into the sheets.Dear God, please have mercy. This is all my fault. Not Kayden's. Please bring him back to me. Please, I am begging you.Guilt rips through me. Raw and unforgiving. I sob silently, feeling as though the steady beeping of the heart monitor is mocking me, despite the fact that it is the only thing in this room still showing me that Kayden still has a chance to be alive.This is all my fault. If I could only—"Lisa."I hear my name, and for a moment, my painfu

"Why on earth did no one tell me what happened to my son?!" My mum rakes, burning in annoyance.I wince at every high pitched syllable of her outburst, her green eyes blazing with an erratic fury I know she is only feeling because of what happened to me.Her green eyes belong to a flawlessly beautiful face that never wrinkles. I swear this woman never ages. Her skin and celebrity spotless face are porcelain smooth, her gait is still as strong and straight as I have always known them to be, and she still retains first place at being her own bossy fashion goddess. Back then and even till date, Sandra and Lisa still taunt me about my mom being a sexy immortal vampire who cheats the hands of time always. And another funny truth is that they seem to be right, because whenever my mom is seen with me, most people end up thinking that she is my elder sister.Lisa and the rest of the crew are bunched up together at one corner of my living room, obviously not saying anything that could offend m