Novel & Cerita Jason Grace Death

But this marriage never lasted, you were only a year and seven months when your dad came back one evening, and began to complain of stomach upset, after he had a meal with his friend. I tried asking him what he ate, and he said his friend gave him pepper soup to eat. Before we could get him to the hospital, he was already gone" Grace eyes widened as they couldn't hold back her tears anymore "It happened that he was poisoned. I had to go back to his people, they wanted me to get married to their son to keep the

"But he was alive with the help of machines and life support." I looked at him with a mix of sadness. "Then what happened ?" I inquired, my heart heavy with the weight of the news. Jason's eyes met mine, filled with empathy as he gently explained, "His condition deteriorated rapidly; his brain stopped functioning, and his body couldn't sustain itself any longer. He passed away peacefully in his sleep." My heart sank as I processed the devastating news, feeling a wave of grief wash over me. I struggled to hold back tears; my mind was filled with memories of our time together. Jason reached out and held my hand, offering silent comfort in the midst of my sorrow.

She tried calling but he continued backing away and when she tried going after him a hand grabbed hers turning her around. A panting Jason faced her, looking a bit angry. “What happened Jace?”. Grace asked slightly worried as she noticed her mother’s abscence. “Your mother has a chest pain”. Jason said as calmly as possible though it didn’t help as Grace started running immediately to the ice cream store. Prior to earlier where she was panting, this time her mother’s health was very important to her, so she didn’t pant, but rather ran like a contestant in the Relay. It wasn’t too hard to find the store and when she did she hurried inside.

"Name: Mary Sean Ivanovich Age: 21 years old Cause Of Death: Fated Death Time of Death: 7:42 am." My mind was blank and I could only hear that voice of Gavin's. I couldn't feel anything else but after that, I seemed to be completely out of confinement. That's when I opened up my eyes. Gavin was still shaking. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to say that everything was fine. That I accepted, that it was okay but I knew he wouldn't believe and I would just make myself tired. Besides that, I would make myself feel worse. Even if I force myself to say something, I can't do it. I have no choice but to smile at him to convey that it's okay.

This time Maya saw the genuine care in Jason’s eyes, very much different from the cold ones she saw right before her death. What was wrong with Jason? Actually! What was wrong with her?! Shock gripped Maya’s throat. She died! She fell down the staircase and died! The piercing pain in her chest was still so vivid that Maya felt her breathes hurt even though she couldn’t find the wound on her chest anymore. What happened?! Her mind was a total mess now. The only thing her twirling brain could process was her hatred toward Jason. All his guile, his malevolence, her resentment, her rancor… Death was supposed to have taken them away, but they all came back to her the moment she saw Jason’s face a

I was too late. I should’ve been faster. I should’ve seen the handprint faster. We took too long, it’s all on me. Grace is dead because of me. “She’s breathing,” Jagger announces, and I fall on my knees next to Grace as I stroke her face, covered in bruises and tears, roll down my face. “Get the stretcher here, we need to get her to the hospital,” Jagger announces and I stay still, bending and kissing my girl softly on the lips. Her eyes flutter open for a split second and a small smile appears on her lips before she is engulfed by darkness again.

"Sit down, Miss Huxley. I bring terrible news." My hand flies to my chest. I know it can't be good. I do as he instructs and sit. I'm hyperventilating and I know it. This has to be about Jason. He stares at me awkwardly with the suitcase in hand. He then clears his throat. "Your cousin, Jason, was killed in a shoot out at two in the morning." My head starts spinning. Jason. Dead. Killed. I'm too shocked for words. He wasn't answering the phone because he was dead. I feel sick. It can't be. How could he be dead? "Are you sure?" This is the first question that comes to mind.

One of the guards ran to the car. "Welcome sir!" "What is it?" Jason asked, quickly opening his door and ignoring the driver's plea for money. Grace was running towards him from the house. "Where have you been since Monday? We've been trying to contact you," she shouted. "Father is dead," she sobbed. "Father?" The words reeled in his head as he gripped Grace's arms for support. "Where were you?" She sobbed. "Everyone was trying to find you." * *

She watched in dull silence as Ricky lifted the phone in his hand, showing her a picture of Grace smiling. "Grace died last night. Suicide they think." Ricky shrugged. "I ain't gonna pretend like she was a good person because she's dead." "No," Jess muttered. "Oh no."

My tears turn to sobs, and I curl up on my side away from Kaden, away from those probing eyes of his, away from the memories of being abused and raped. Away from Jason's offspring. I feel the presence of the man who was my saviour.. Who had come to mean so much to me in such a stupidly short amount of time, but I just can't differentiate him from his father. "He's gone?" I whisper. "Yes, he died. He was shot when the police rescued you." Kaden replies, full of honesty. He's dead? Jason is dead? Jason Gray will never come back? Am I safe? Isn't Kaden just as bad in some ways?