Chapter 59

Remember to follow me on Instagram @alisha123999 for more information!

Thank you so much for the amazing cover above ^^^ made by a great friend of mine @madisonalvar. I love it!

I hate it.

Watching Kemma flirt with Cole is something which I do not appreciate.

Though, Cole has been ignoring her, she just won't stop.

The thing is, Cole isn't talking to anyone on the table. He's just lost in his own thoughts.

I sat between Jessica and Bethany, as we talked about the new  Captain Marvel movie.

Okay, I was the one talking continuously about the great film while the other two listened.

We decided that after school, I, Blake, Ryder and Chase would go back to my home town.

Jessica and Bethany stayed here so that we all don't look suspicious.

I don't want anyone to know what I'm doing.

People tend to always lie to me in the face, and I usually believe them.

Anyways, the plan is that Blake and I would go meet up with George, while Ryder and Chase would hit the hospital and verify wether the reports are real or fake.

I actually don't trust Tyler anymore, so I don't think I'm going to invite him.

I sighed as I ate another french fry.

I rolled my eyes as I saw Kemma biting her lips, trying her best to get Cole's attention.

Suddenly, everyone on our table stopped talking. And eating.

I realized that the place where Jessica previously sat was now empty.

Looking around, I realized Jessica was sitting next to Bethany.

The empty chair suddenly pulled  and James sat down next to me.

I sighed.

"Hello babydoll." He said, happily as he tried to take a French fry from my tray.

But, I slapped his hand away.

Nobody touches my food.

He chuckled as he ate a fry from Bethany's tray.

Bethany tensed up a little.

Anyone would, if they knew that there's a psychopath murderer sitting next to them.

Plus, Bethany happens to be the only who actually witnessed James killing Christian.

I rolled my eyes, as I saw Kemma actually eating a fry from Cole's tray.

He didn't even say anything.

I've had enough. Finishing all my fries quickly, I stood up.

But sat down, when James grabbed my arm, forcefully pulling me down.

I snatched my arm away from his grasp.

"Touch me again, and you'll know exactly what's worse than hell." I said, gritting my teeth.

James looked at me.

"You've already made me feel worse than hell, babydoll." He said, and I rolled my eyes.

"If I would've done that, then you wouldn't be sitting here with me." I said, giving him a hard look.

He chuckled.

"You played with me. With my feelings. You've broken my heart more than the times I can count." He said, staring into my Eyes.

"You deserved it. Every single heart break. And I promise, if in future I ever break your heart, it'll all be worth it." I said, masking all my emotions away.

He looked at me.

"What did I do to deserve this?" He asked me.

Before adding, "Oh yeah. I killed your belove--"

Before he could finish his sentence, I stood up, walked out of my place, threw the tray away and stormed  out of the cafeteria.

Walking in the lonely corridor, I stared down, as I reached my locker.

But instead  of taking my books out, I sat down, brought my knees to my face, and cried.

I broke down.

I cried, as my breathing got fast.

I couldn't breath properly.

I had a chest pain which was growing. Not stopping at all.

I gasped for air, as my breath got short.

My heart was beating fast against my chest.

I soon realised what was happening.

I'm having a panic attack.

Soon enough, my body was covered in my sweat, as I felt dizzy.

I tried standing up, but that was of no use.

I tried to call mom, but my hands were shaking uncontrollably.

I gasped loudly for air, as I saw someone running towards me, from afar.

"Xandra!" I heard Cole's voice, before I passed out.

$$$$

"I hate you two." Jasmine said, as she crossed her hands across her chest.

Tyler and I only laughed out, before hugging Jasmine.

We three were hugging each other, only to stop when a familiar someone cleared his throat.

We pulled away, as Jasmine placed a kiss on James' cheek.

James had a smug look on his face, as he told her that she looked very pretty today.

Jasmine blushed.

I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

"Any problem, Hudson?" James asked, a twisted smile on his face as he looked at Tyler, who looked unimpressed.

"Yeah. Actually, today Jasmine, Xandra and I have plans. We're a bit busy." Tyler said, calmly.

"Do you mind if I join in, babe?" James asked Jasmine, who obviously didn't have one.

I rolled my eyes, before storming away.

If James is coming to Tyler's house, then I'm not going.

"Xandra, waiting!" I stopped when Jasmine called out.

I turned to face her.

"I know you don't like him, but at least give him a chance to prove himself. Please? You know how much I love him. Please give him a chance Xandra. Please, for me?" She asked, her blue eyes pleading.

I sighed.

"Okay, my bestie. Anything for you." I said, as I walked hand in hand with her, towards my car.

Little did I know, that it would the last day she would be seen happy.

Little did I know that it would be the last day of her relationship before James cheats on her with the school's slut.

Little did I know, I'd never see her laughing and smiling again.

Little did I know that it would be the last day we talked properly.

Little did I know that on the same day next week, Jasmine would commit suicide.

Or should I say, got murdered?

I gasped, sitting up.

I looked around, only to find the school's nurse taking my temperature.

I sat up, as she told me not to hurry.

Cole stormed into the room, looking all worried.

He cares. For me.

He quickly wrapped his arms around me, as I hugged his torso.

I'm fine. I'm okay. Just another panic attack which I can easily survive.

"What happened?" He asked me, as he played with my hair.

I faintly saw the school nurse leaving the room.

"A panic attack." I said, as I pulled away from him.

"What? You get panic attacks? Why?" He asked me, worriedly.

He checked my body temperature as well.

"Ever since the incidence, when James shot me. I've been getting these panic attacks. It's normal. I get these like, every now and then." I said, looking at my hands.

"This isn't normal. Did you consult a doctor for this?" He asked me, as I nodded.

He hugged me once more.

Before, suddenly pulling away.

I guess he remembered that we broke up.

I stared at someone standing near the door frame, who actually heard everything we talked about.

James Cage.

He looked heartbroken.

As soon as he made an eye contact with me, he turned and left the room.

"I should get going." Cole awkwardly said, getting out as well.

I hurriedly texted Blake telling him to meet me after school with the other two boys.

I drank a glass of water, as I made my way out of the infirmary, noticing that the nurse is not present.

I feel bad for Jasmine.

Tyler's mocking voice rang through my head again, and again, and again.

"What kind of a best friend are you? You can't even take justice for Jasmine. It's a shame that she had a fake friend like you."

He said those words while I was in the car, after he told me that Jasmine was pregnant. I did not believe him, so he said those cruel words to me.

Maybe he is right. I am so pathetic that people lie to me in the face and I blindly believe them.

I was not worth being her friend. Let alone her best friend.

I've ruined her love story too.

I hate myself, more than I hate anything or anyone.

Oh wait, I hate James more than me.

Speak of the devil and he appears.

James stood near my locker, waiting for me.

As I neared him, I noticed that maybe he was crying earlier.

His eyes were red, and a bit wet.

Ignoring him, I placed all my books inside my locker.

I moved my head, just in time as James suddenly closed my locker.

"What the hell?"

"I need to talk to you."

"I don't."

"Just hear me. Once."

He was pleading at this point.

What happened?

"I'm sorry that I shot you. I shouldn't have shot you. You came into the path as I was shooting Tyler. You shouldn't have come in the way. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault you're having these panic attacks. I'm so sorry." He said, as he took a hold of my hand.

I snatched my hand away from his grasp.

"It's okay." I said, walking away, not making an eye contact with him.

He grabbed my arm, stopping me.

"What?" I asked, removing his hand.

What he did next caused my jaw to drop.

He looked around, before taking out his black gun, covering it with a white handkerchief, he forcefully placed it on my palm.

In shock, I dropped his gun.

He sighed, picking it up, and giving it back to me.

"What? Why are you giving me this?" I asked, confused and frightened.

"I need you to take this. You'll be needing this soon enough. Just don't question me and keep this." He said, hurriedly, as he quickly walked away.

What the hell?

I looked around, as the bell rang.

People started coming out of classes, as I placed the gun  quickly in my locker, very inside, under books before closing the locker.

I looked around, as Blake came called me.

I met him up, as We both waited for the other two boys.

$$$$

"Hey Chase. I have a question. What is it that goes in hard and dry and comes out soft and wet?"

"Uh Ryder please stop with your dirty questions..."

"A chewing gum."

I rolled my eyes, as Ryder laughed out at his own joke.

Blake and I are in the front seat, while the other two are at the back seat.

Blake was driving, while I tried to sleep.

We were on our way to my home town.

Ryder kept cracking non funny jokes and laughed at his own jokes. The rest, we, didn't find it funny.

"Hey Ryder, I'm jealous of you." Chase spoke after a while.

I perked my ears up.

"Jealous of me? Why?"

"You've got a really hot boyfriend. I wish I had a boyfriend like him."

I cracked up laughing, as Blake joined me.

Ryder's face was priceless.

I stopped laughing, as we reached the destined hospital and Ryder and Chase got off.

They took all the documents with them.

"I'll call you when I'm done." Ryder said, as we drove off.

"You seem quiet." Blake commented.

"I'm just scared."

"Of what?"

"Of finding out if I was wrong the whole time. What if James really didn't kill her?"

Blake sighed, as he stopped the car.

"We need to find that out. Come on, we've reached." He said, getting out.

I got out as well. We've reached Jasmine's place.

Blake was shaking hands with the person, as I walked near him as well.

"Are you sure about this, Xandra?" George asked, hugging me.

A/N,

What's up?

How was this chapter?

Please vote. It helps.

And, when any of you send me a cover of this story, make sure you write your wattpad username as well so that I can tag you. Wether it be on instagram or my email.

Stay tuned!

Ally❤