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He found a way for us and left me to go alone? He knew we would never want to return and he left me. Why didn’t he just keep me there with him?
I hate him, I hate him, I hate him so much.
How could he just push me out of his house like that? He cut me and then threw me out of his house even when I forgave him for everything? I’ll never forgive him for this one.
He always did things I didn’t like because he knew I’d forgive him at the end, but I couldn’t believe he would do this one. I just wanted to be with my best friend, because whenever I was with him, I felt safe even if we were in danger.
He didn’t like me back, I knew it. He would never let a girl he liked go. He would let her stay with him right there in his house.
I was crying. My hands were shaking and I was starting to sweat. My body was convulsing and my heart was beating so fast. I was mumbling some words that I couldn’t hold on to. My feet were getting cold under the covers and I could feel it. My mommy held my body and shook me, calling the doctor.
The doctor rushed in and injected me. My eyes became heavy, but I still heard some conversations between him and my mommy.
“Ma’am, this was why I called you to my office. You can’t tell her things like this yet. You could have sent her straight back into a coma.” He explained to my mommy who was a sobbing mess.
I was in a coma? For how many days?
And how did so much change within that time? How did I sleep as Jordan Vincenzo and wake up as Alexis George? How did I sleep with a wound and wake up with a scar?
“I’m sorry, I-I didn’t know. He is important to her and I thought she would be happy if I told her about him.”
“She just had a panic attack, which is very dangerous for her right now. She just woke up and is still in a very vulnerable state.”
My mommy cried even more and I felt my eyelids closing. I was so tired and I felt like I was floating on a river. It was so cold and I just wanted to dive into it more.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know, I’m so sorry.” She begged with a heavy voice, emotions clogging her throat.
“I’m not saying to keep anything from her, but we will tell her when it’s the right time, please.” He appealed and my mommy sniffed.
“Is she okay?”
“She will be. I just gave her a shot to make her sleep, she’ll be calm once she wakes up. Please let her rest, you can go home to change and eat something.”
I didn’t want to sleep. I had so many things to ask. I had to ask why Jayden would let me leave without coming with me. I wanted to know how my name changed. –how everything changed. Please don’t let me sleep.
I hate you Jayden Antonio.
PRESENT
“Flower?”
I froze.
Only one person could call me that, and even that same person had lost all rights to do so. The only person I didn’t want to see because I wasn’t ready yet. What was he doing here?
I slowly turned back and there he was. Jayden Antonio. I took in his clothes and I grabbed that he was the man beside Troy in the club. Did he know I was Jordan when he was staring at me? Did he already know it was me he took to the hotel a few nights ago?
His lips parted and his eyes widened as he took me in. Slowly, he walked closer to me, wrapping me in a hug and suddenly, the world stopped rotating, my heart stopped beating and my mind stopped running.
Push him away, push him away. My brain screamed so loud, but my arms were numb beside me. I was reliving every emotion I’d ever felt for him; love, anger, hatred.
I wanted to push him away so badly, but his warmth was stopping me from doing so. My heart was telling me that he was Jayden, my... my what? Who was he to me now other than my enemy, other than my rapist and my soon to be target?
“It’s really you,” he muttered again, embracing me tighter which pulled me out of my trance. I pushed him away and brought out my knife, holding it in a self defense stance. I saw tears in his eyes as he raised his hands in both shock and surrender.
Oh he was the one to cry?
“Step back,” I screamed, still pointing my knife at him. I swore I’d kill him if he took another step. “Stay right there. If you move closer to me, I’ll…”
