Inside the shower, the water ran over Alex's head and body all the way to the floor. The blood that had dried up on his body was being washed away, creating a red stream flowing down. His head was bent as he slammed his hands against the marble wall, cracking some of the expensive tiles.
He was quiet but his body was still burning; burning for revenge, for more blood. He couldn't shake off that image from his head; that sight of Abigail, lying there on the ground, seemingly lifeless.
He slowly pulled his hands off the wall before he looked at them. They were still trembling.
…
When Alex opened the bathroom door, Zeke immediately gave him the clothes before he walked away. Alex closed the bathroom door again and after a while, Alex stepped out, now wearing a clean white shirt and a pair of loose trousers.
His expression was still dark and hard as steel but when he saw Zeke staring at Abi as he stood beside her, his face turned several shades darker.
His dark aura blazed so strongly that Zeke immediately noticed his deathly glare.
"I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything," he simply said and just like that, Alex was left all alone with Abi.
The room was now enveloped in silence. Alex didn't move from his spot for a long while before he slowly approached her.
He stared down at her sleeping face. She could see small wounds and patches on her forehead and even her hands. He stretched out his hand but he couldn't make himself touch her. How could he touch this person with these dirty hands of his?
…
The light was blinding. Abigail's brows creased as she slowly opened her eyes. It was so bright.
She spent a long while trying to adjust her eyes to the blinding brightness. Her body felt heavy, as if she had been chained tightly to the bed. She tried to move her hands and was surprised that she could move her arms freely; she wasn't bound after all. But…
"Mmm…" she groaned as she stared at the ceiling. This wasn't her room. Where was she?
Abi slowly rose and was shocked to see that she was attached to an IV drip. She looked around the room with wide eyes. She thought that she must be in a hospital looking at all the medical equipment in the room but the room looked very luxurious. Was this the presidential suite of the hospital? What was she doing here?
The memories from the night before started to play in her mind and she froze. That was right, yesterday… the strangers… the forest… the screams...
Abi suddenly hugged herself, rubbing the goosebumps that appeared on her skin as she shivered. Alex's face immediately appeared in her head so she looked around again despite the fact that she didn't see him the first time she looked around. Where was he?
All Abi could think of was him once his face appeared in her head. If she could just hold him right now, this trembling and fear in her body would immediately be soothed. She just knew it. All she needed right now was him.
Without thinking, Abi climbed out of the bed. She had to see him so that she wouldn't be scared anymore.
But her feet just reached the floor when her eyes widened.
Alex was right there, lying on the floor. His left knee was bent and his eyes were covered with the back of his hand. He didn't even have a blanket or a pillow. He almost looked like a drunk man who passed out on the floor last night.
"A- alex?" she called out softly. What was he doing down there when there was a perfectly fine bed next to her? Could it be that he slept there the entire night?
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