Chapitre 11: Gun?

Once we woke up after that, it was only me awake and not Mei. I didn't open my eyes, it was difficult to even move properly. I wanted to rub my eyes and try to open them, but something stopped me.

Faint stinging from the back of my hand made me realize something.

I was in the hospital, most likely. Maybe I had fainted and Christopher had to bring me here.

My head was still spinning, although my eyes were closed and I was laying down. For the record, nothing of this should be happening if I only didn't eat for a few hours.

It must be acting up, my chronic disease. But why? I thought it was supposed to stay calm since I'm following a strict diet as an idol.

I didn't want to think much at all, though. I yawned and clutched my chest, damn it, my chest hurt. I forced my breath to even and tried my best to stifle another yawn.

I hate being sick… I can't even yawn without my chest tightening enough for me to cry.

At these times, Marcos would be there to support me. We spent so much time together, almost inseparable.

How did it come to this situation now?

Now that I think about it, that woman with Marcos was the one Annie talked about… What was her name again? I can't remember.

How long did they know each other…?

Haaa, it just happened yesterday, I think it was only natural that my heart still felt like bleeding.

I thought Mei would be like me. But she was completely uninterested in this or the sadness over it.

"Alice."

Huh… Now I was even imagining Marcos' voice next to me. I probably miss him being by my side so much. That's so pathetic.

"Alice, are you awake?"

His voice asked again gently, making me more assured this was nothing but my hallucination. I stifled another yawn, not wanting to feel more pain.

"Alice? You are moving."

He called me again. I sighed and slowly answered, "Yeah… I am awake, so tired though. I feel like I'm dying."

"Hmm, your chronic disease has acted up. Isn't that something very natural to happen? According to the doctors, you had forgotten to drink your pills for days."

The voice grumbled, worry and helplessness mixed with it. That was so ridiculous, truly only a hallucination from my head could portray this.

The Marcos I saw yesterday was quite different…

He would never act like this to me again. The way he acted before now was just to trick me. I was so 'boring' as I would only like this act of his.

I understood that much.

Then… If it was only a hallucination, wouldn't it be okay to just go along?

Just once more, it may be the last…

I forgot to take my meds because I wanted to focus on making a gift for him. At least I can share this truth here.

"Mhmm… I forgot to have them for a few days. Your birthday was near so I planned to focus more on the work I had to do while preparing a gift."

Silence filled the room, making me wonder whether my hallucination stopped or not. But soon, he spoke again.

"Haaa… You are so kind and adorable, why wouldn't you be an obedient girl and agree to share me?"

Huh-

I felt his hand lifting my chin up, my eyes shot open in shock.

In front of me was Marcos with his head bandaged. His expression was a mixture of annoyance and irritation, no gentleness at all.

Yeah, I was hallucinating. He was here true, but the kindness, the gentleness, and the warmth were nothing but an illusion of mine.

The Marcos I wished to be here was not here.

I slapped his hand with my free hand and stayed laying down. I was afraid that he may do something to me, but at the same time, I was unable to move.

I was so ill. I couldn't move. Should I scream and make a ruckus? But I don't think I can.

Fuck, Mei, why are you not awake?!

Marcos leaned closer to me, his face hovering over mine. I subconsciously closed my eyes and turned my face away.

Don't get so close to me please…

I wish I would be shy, having my heart beating so fast in excitement and all… But the only thing I felt was nausea.

It was disgusting. My body shivered against my will, remembering the scene of him with that woman.

I can't stay silent for so long.

"Move your filthy face away from me," I whispered, and before he noticed, kicked his nuts.

Bye bye future kids, two strikes must've ended you.

He groaned in pain and I thought he would back away, but instead, he grabbed my shoulders tightly and I cried in pain.

"Ah!"

"Listen here you bitch," He glared at me viciously, and growled, "I'm not trying to play along with your little games. For our love, I'm trying to keep up with you and to not force you."

Heh! Don't make me laugh, this shit was as ridiculous as it can get. Trying to not force me? Giving me choices?

You already gave me up when I told you I needed you…

Marcos, just how worse can you be?

"But you're already forcing me now… Let go, Marcos… I'll never go back to you. You gave up on me when I wanted you to choose me… That rejection will forever stay in my heart."

So please get away from me. I'm tired and hurt.

Stop trying to screw me up more.

Because my heart-

"Oho, who do we owe the owner to?"

Everything happened so fast. While my vision was getting blurred, Christopher had entered the room. Without any hesitation, he yanked Marcos away and even hit him against the wall.

My mouth fell agape as I stared at them. As if that all was not enough, Christopher suddenly pulled something from his pocket.

Is that… A gun?!