214 Denial (1/2)

”Alex…” she called out. Her voice was weak.

His brows creased and his hand tightened around the handle of the luggage as Alex turned to look at her face. She was biting her lips, obviously to stop herself from crying.

Seeing her like that made Alex's jaws clench. He hated it so damn much when she looked so hurt like that, when she cried like that. He hated it so much he wanted to slaughter anyone who caused her to be in pain.

”Tell me… as promised, I will listen.” He finally spoke. His voice sounded strained and his eyes were like a pair of black crystalized ice. He seemed to be mentally preparing himself which made Abi feel a little relieved.

She lifted her hand and held his face lovingly, with all the emotions in her heart and soul.

However, as she opened her mouth, she suddenly wobbled.

Alex was quick to let go of the luggage in his hand and wrapped his arm around her waist.

”Abigail? Are you okay?” he asked, worried. She raised her head but her eyelids only flickered, as if she was having a hard time opening them.

And then, she went limp.

Alex caught her as she passed out in his arms.

”Abi? Abigail!” he called out. His heart was like a racing chariot. His hands started to tremble. He remembered this feeling. This was the same feeling he had when he saw her on the ground that night in the forest. He felt that sickening feeling of fear and helplessness again.

This was supposed to be the time for him to act fast and think fast but whenever it came to her, he just broke down like a useless machine. He had seen countless deaths and he never cared but this person just passing out could destroy his logic, his senses, his reflexes, his everything.

”Alexander!” a voice pierced through the darkness and fear that cloaked him and he looked up. It was Abigail's father.

”Abi is… she suddenly fainted,” he explained to Andrew, his voice hoarse with panic.

Andrew didn't look so shocked.

”Let's take her to the hospital. Carry her, I'll drive.”

Andrew immediately climbed into the car and Alex finally moved, carrying her in his arms. Andrew calmly drove but he drove over the speed limit so that they arrived at the hospital in less than an hour.

Abi was immediately brought to the emergency room, leaving Andrew and Alex outside.

Alex stood by the door, head down and his fists clenched tight. Andrew moved closer to him after a long while.

”Come Alex, let's sit here,” he told him and gladly, the young man followed him to the bench. They both took a seat, with Alex resting his elbows on his knees, fists full of his hair, looking down at the floor.

Looking at him, Andrew was heartbroken. He saw himself in the young man's situation. He had been there, after all.

”Did Abigail already explain to you about her health condition?” he asked and Alex slowly looked at him.

”Health condition?” His devastated face frowned in confusion. Andrew was surprised and his heart was pained realizing that the young man had no idea about it yet.