Semua Bab My Bully : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Jeremy pov:As I woke up, shivers ran down my spine from the icy breeze that engulfed me. I realized that my shirt was not fully covering my body as I tore a piece to tie around my thigh. However, the pain in my left leg was so excruciating that I couldn't even move. Last night, Oliver left me all alone in this freezing weather. Was his plan to let me die in the cold? I couldn't help but curse him under my breath."Where are you, Steve? I need you here with me," I muttered to myself, hoping that he would hear me.Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice calling out to me from the door, "Baby boy."I looked up and saw Steve smiling at me widely. I was overwhelmed with joy and forgot all about my wounded leg. I ran towards him to hug him, but as soon as I touched him, he disappeared into thin air. It was all just a daydream.The room echoed with my scream as I stumbled back towards the bed. My left leg gave way and I crashed to the ground, the pain was unbearable. It felt like my thigh was o

Jeremy pov: As I lay on the cold, hard ground, I couldn't help but feel helpless and alone. The tears streamed down my face, as I thought about how I got here. It was all so sudden. I used to be a normal student, trying to excel in my studies, but now I was lying here, beaten and bruised. I used to think I couldn't get any worse when Steve used to torment me. But now, as I lay here, I long for that simpler time. Because nothing could have prepared me for the pain and betrayal of being kidnapped by my best friend and having him hurt me without mercy. To make matters worse, he proposed to me and couldn't handle the rejection. It's like fate has a cruel sense of humor and decided to make me the unluckiest person in the world. My heart was racing as I whispered, "Someone please save me."  But I wasn't sure if anyone could hear my desperate plea. I tried to stand up from the pool

Third-person pov: Toby's eyes widened as he saw River and Henry approaching him.  "Shit, it's you guys!" he exclaimed. "What's going on? Why are you so jumpy?" asked Henry, concerned. Toby let out an exasperated sigh.  "I thought you were Sebastian's men. We've been on edge all day." River chimed in, "Sorry, we got lost. We didn't mean to startle you." "Enough chit-chat. We have work to do. River, get to hacking and gather intel on Sebastian. We need to know everything." Matthew said. "Got it, boss," River replied before disappearing in the opposite direction. Henry trailed behind her, his heart racing. They were both scared of being spotted by anyone. One mistake and they both would be dead meat.  Unfortunately, neither of them was experienced in handling guns,

Steve pov:We all waited anxiously outside the ICU as they took Jeremy and Maggie in. Hospitals have a way of making me feel uneasy, especially when people I care about are there. Seeing them lying in the hospital bed, fighting for their lives while we can only pray and hope for good news is one of the most frustrating experiences. It's heart-wrenching to witness their suffering, and all we can do is stand by and hope for the best.The room was tense and silent, except for the occasional sound of someone shifting in their seat or the soft hum of the air conditioning. I sat on the bench, tears streaming down my face as I remembered Jeremy's lifeless face. I felt so frustrated and helpless."Please, God, let him be alright. I can't live without him," I whispered to myself.Suddenly, Matthew stood up from his chair and hit the bench next to me, letting out a loud grunt of frustration. "I can't just sit like this anymore," he shouted.Toby tried to calm him down, but Matthew was having

Steve pov: The atmosphere in the hospital room was heavy with anxiety as we waited anxiously for any update on Maggie and Jeremy's condition.  The eyes of each person in the room were glued to the doctor, who stood in front of us clutching a stack of reports. The doctor's gaze swept over us as he tried to process the information in the reports.  For what felt like an eternity, there was complete silence as we all held our breath, praying for a positive outcome. The tension in the room was palpable and it seemed as if time had stopped still. Each second felt like an hour as we waited for the doctor to speak and give us some news on the situation. "Ms. Gambino has suffered from minor injuries on her neck which were not that deep," the doctor finally said. "She got a few stitches. She will be fine. We can discharge her tomorrow." A wave of relief washe