I just stared at James in horror, who looked as horrified as me. In fact, he was so shocked that he dropped the gun from his hands, on the floor.

I then looked down at my stomach. It was red. I never thought my blood would be so dark. A person could mistake it for black ink or something.

I felt my knees get weak, as I struggled to stand straight.

I subconsciously felt my legs gave up as I closed my eyes, getting ready to die.

This is it. My end. A rather painful one. But I kinda deserved it. After all, I made James a psycho.

I never made contact with the floor. Instead, I felt someone's arms around me.

I opened my eyes, only to stare at Tyler's handsome face etched with worry.

"Stay alive Xandra. Please, for me." He whispered, I could actually see tears in his eyes.

My brother. I am sacrificing my life for him. And I don't regret it. Not a bit.

"I won't survive this, Tay Tay.'' I said, giving Tyler a small sad smile, knowing how much he dislikes Taylor Swift. And hates this nickname. But, Tyler didn't look irritated like how he looked everytime I called him that.

Instead, I saw a single tear escape from one of his eyes.

I never thought I'd ever live to see a day when the strong and amazing Tyler Hudson would cry.

Yet here he was, now crying his eyes out for me on my last day.

"Why did you come in the middle Xandra?! Why?!" I could faintly hear James yell from the background.

"Be-because, I love Tyler. Something, which I never did to you and will never do. Do you know why? Because you are a monster, who killed Jasmin and now that I tried to avenge her death, you're killing me too." I said, still looking at Tyler. He was now crying uncontrollably.

After hearing what I said, James looked more than just angry. He was ready to explode now. He picked his gun again. This time aiming at Tyler. Again.

But Tyler didn't do or said anything. It was as if he was emotionless. Careless. Didn't give a damn about what James was saying. His grey eyes met my hazel ones, as if he wanted to stare deep inside my soul.

"Nothing will happen to you Xandra. I already called the police before you even reached this place. I will save you Xandra, I will." He promised me, just as I could hear the siren car's noise.

I smiled at him as I heard the gun being shot.

I gasped as I opened my eyes, wide open, staring at my room's purple ceiling. Another nightmare.

I sat up on my bed as I remembered what had happened.

Antony.

I need to stay away from that guy. He's mysterious and dangerous.

"Oh, you're awake, dear." I heard my mom say from the chair beside my bed. She yawned and moved from the uncomfortable chair, as she sat near the foot of my bed.

"How are you feeling?" She asked calmly and carefully.

"Just a headache. Nothing much. By the way, why were you sleeping on the chair?" I asked out of curiosity.

My mom looked at me as if I was kidding. Which I clearly wasn't.

"Nothing much? You are literally burning. And you passed out in the car Xandra, you call this nothing much? And why would I not sleep on the chair, when my daughter isn't well, and she had a panic attack? God Xandra, how many times do I need to tell you to take care of yourself? Do you even know how worried your dad was? He couldn't even drive properly! Do you know what? You're a dad is hiring someone just to take care of you. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have taken you to the meeting in the first place. I'm sorry." My mom finished her speech, as tears leaked from both of her eyes.

I really had the best mom in the world. And the best dad too.

"Don't be sorry mom. This was my fault. Please don't cry." I said as I reached out to wipe my mom's tears.

"You've got a temperature Xandra. You need to rest. I'll get the sleeping pills and your medicines." Mom said as she went inside my bathroom.

I didn't want to sleep. I couldn't sleep.

My mom returned from the bathroom with the medicines in her hand.

She handed me the medicines with a glass of water. I smiled at her.

"Mom, you're sleepy, aren't you?" I asked her.

"A little bit I guess." She admitted. And added, " But staying awake won't end the world, now would it?"

"But you need to sleep." I insisted.

"Uh, okay then. But I'll sleep when you take your medicines." She said, hesitantly.

I took the medicines from her hand and kept them in my mouth. I didn't swallow it.

My mom smiled at me, gave me a kiss on my forehead and left the room.

I spat the medicines out from my mouth and hid them under my pillow.

I noticed it was 11.30 pm.

Thirty minutes more, till a new day starts.

I stared at the light purple ceiling as I thought about what Tyler must be doing at this hour.

There's a 99% chance that he must be sleeping, but there's still that one percent which makes me happy, that he might be awake, thinking about me.

Tyler Hudson was my best friend. He was a player, just like me. He always thought of me as his little sister. Even Jasmin was like his little sister. We were the crazy trio. We used to pull pranks on everyone at school. Well, only Tyler and I used to do that. Not Jasmin, because she was the shy one. The brain of our group. The nerd, or should I call her the good girl.

Everything was going okay until the beginning of our junior year. You know the cliché right, a new boy came and suddenly noticed Jasmin, the nerd. Not that Jasmin wasn't pretty, she was gorgeous but unlike me, she never thought she was. The new bad boy befriended her, and in up to no time, they started going out.

Tyler and I never liked the new boy, he had this weird vibe in him. He was always a mystery to me.

What Jasmin, Tyler and I didn't know was that the new boy was a player, and he was merely playing with Jasmin.

In a month, we found out that the new boy was cheating on Jasmin. They broke up. It didn't affect the new boy since, for him, she was just another new notch on his belt. But Jasmin...

She committed suicide by eating rat poison.

That was the worst day of my life.

Wanna know who the new bad boy was?

James Cage.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard as if someone knocked on my window.

How could someone knock on my window, when my room is on the second floor? This is ridiculous, all because of James, I'm imagining weird things.

I heard the knock again.

But, it really wasn't a knock. Maybe someone was throwing pebbles on the window.

Someone threw the pebble again on my window again.

I stood up from my bed and walked over to my window. I peeked down and saw him standing out of his expensive car, he picked another pebble from the ground and threw it towards my window.

Maybe, since it was dark in my room, he didn't notice me standing next to the window.

I stared at my window, debating whether I should open the window or not?

Another pebble.

Maybe I should.

Another pebble.

But it's nearly 12 at night.

Another pebble.

I guess I'll just open the window.

I opened the window and smiled as my face made contact with the cold breeze.

The next thing I know is that a pebble is thrown at me. And I got hurt on my forehead.

"Ow," I mumbled as I looked down at him, he still didn't figure out that the window was open as he threw another pebble which hit me on the forehead. Again.

"What the hell Cole?!" I whisper-yelled at him.

A/N,

Hola folks!

How are you doing?

Me? I'm dying😢 do you know why? Because, my exams are starting from 9th. I need to study.

So....

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Okay, I won't be updating for the next week...and maybe the one after that too.

Anyways,

Happy belated 4th of July!!!

How did you celebrate it?

Ally❤