HAUNTED PRINCE - DENIS DANIEL (most interesting books to read TXT) š
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But that happens only to people who donāt know me and my stories, which are spread all over the town. The ones who knows stay away from me, as far away as possible because they donāt want to have the same problem as me or even worse. Like most of my friends.
Ring, ring, ring, the bell startled me and brought me back to reality and everything was fine. I wondered how the girl managed to cover for me that the teacher didnāt know that my head was far away, wondering in the mist of my many problems and misfortunes. Coldly I picked up my back pack and left for another class not paying attention to the girl, even though she helped me the whole period.
CHAPTER 2;
I never knew I was capable of acting so coldly towards a person; I didnāt even know I had it in me. Mom always taught us to be nice and as a result it was never hard for me to do just that, and since people liked me easily it wasnāt that hard until now. I felt horrible for treating her the way I did, but there was no turning back now.
But I needed to know what happened to Veronica, so instead of going to my next class, I went to my locker to get my stuff and go straight to her house. All these questions without answers were killing me, thatās why I needed to go there and find out.
And during that time everyone that was passing by was giving me this condemning glares; which made me think at the back of my head that something mustāve happened to Veronica thatās why. Before I could get the idea to sink in, my suspicions were proven to be right,
āHey man.ā Jared my friend greeted me, actually an ex-friend now, his parents forbid him to be my friend couple years ago.
āHi J, tās up,ā I always called him J, I didnāt pay attention to him though, I closed my locker and started to head for the entrance.
He followed me and I didnāt bother to pay attention because I didnāt want to act like I was okay with hanging out with the best friend who stopped being one a long time ago. I know it wasnāt his fault, and that his parents had every reason for forbidding him to hang out with me. I totally accepted that, even though he still wanted to be my friend I thought it would be better for him to stay away from me like everyone else. I stopped thinking about it and paced faster to leave him further behind, but something he said stopped me. Almost like a body shut down.
āHey, I just wanted to tell you that Veronica was brought to the hospital, and she is in a very bad shape man. And as usual nobody knows what happened to her.ā I could see him feeling sorry for me and that comforted me a little, at least he hadnāt given up on me and judge me like everyone else.
āSo you mean she is alive?ā my question was suspicious but he understood what I meant, so he nodded lightly. Relief filled my body, but then, that didnāt mean everything was fine because she was still taken to the ICU.
That realization took away the relief; and guilty, sorrow and worry replaced it. Especially the guilty was more powerful than any other feeling I was feeling. I know it sounds crazy, right? Feeling guilty because somebody else got sick and I wasnāt even the one who gave her the disease or whatever it was.
āWhere was she taken, J?ā I asked him not willing to waste another second.
āThe central hospital.ā I didnāt need any other explanation, I rushed outside to my car,
And at that time I started mumbling to myself, āwhy are all these things happening to me? Why do things have to fall apart around me?ā these were the questions I never found answers for, and Iād found myself asking more often for the past few years.
āPlease, please, please she has to live, I canāt take this anymoreā I kept mumbling because I knew things would get worse at any moment.
I got in my car and raced out of school to the hospital. The rules and laws were the last thing in my mind at that time, so I didnāt care if I broke any. The hospital was a few miles away, and it was the biggest hospital in town with best doctors. I saw her face while I was on my way there and how happy she was just yesterday, and now she was in ICU fighting for her life.
āMaybe I have a Karma,ā I thought, but I never did anything to anyone. Iām not saying that Iām a saint, I mean I never fought with anyone and always tried to take care of even the smallest creatures. Iād done some bad things too but not enough to deserve all the emotional torture I was going through in my life. I guess I shouldāve known. I shouldnāt have fallen in love with her, I shouldāve stayed away. And now the same thing was happening to her, just like Clara and Sarah my first girlfriends who just died strangely.
āWhat is wrong with me?ā frustrated I asked myself while I was at the parking lot that was in front of the hospital. There was a lot of people moving from every direction just as usual, it was a big hospital so it had lots of activities.
I got out and rushed to the reception where I found Veronicaās parents sitting on one of the chairs with their hands wrapped around each other. I felt guiltier seeing them, I almost turned and leave because I was sure that theyād heard about me by now. And they mustāve been super furious with me, for ruining theirs and their Daughterās life.
It was only three months since we started dating. And it was during that time they arrived in town, so they were practically new in town, but now their daughter was fighting for her life. All because she was involved with the wrong person, me.
āSteven?ā a woman voice called from behind and I assumed it was Veronicaās mother. She was very fond of me, but Veronicaās father not so much. Most of the time I went to their house he was always still at work, so we didnāt know each other that much.
I turned around and her eyes were wet with heavy sob. Her husband wasnāt crying, but his eyes were filled with fury and rage. I figured he already knew that I carry bad luck with me wherever I go and his daughterās incident was all because of me.
I paced closer to them with my head glued down to the floor, but suddenly I felt someone hugging me,
āIām so sorry for what happened to your daughter Mr. And Mrs. Denvas.ā I murmured to her ears but generally I meant it for both of them.
She pulled away, āit wasnāt your fault, and on the contrary she was very excited to see you today.ā It felt like she was trying to make me feel good about myself. The thing is, that was impossible. Itād happened too many times to think otherwise.
It did make me feel good for couple seconds though. But then looking at those lovely gray pupils and messed up eye lashes because of crying, and her heart shaped face so sad took all the comfort with it. Looking at her husband made it even harder, but it seemed like he didnāt tell his wife about what heād already heard about me. I didnāt know if I was supposed to be grateful for it or not.
He was quiet the whole time and his gaze never changed, like he was forcing something in or out of his mind. He was a tall man with a muscular body, but sweet face with well-cut beard from his chin and heavy eyebrows; which were now squeezed to each other. May be he was thinking of kicking me out, but he didnāt want to make a scene in the hospital in front of everyone.
āGo to room number seven on the left, youāll see her.ā Veronicaās mother directed me, while resting her head on her husbandās chest.
But before I could go I made a mistake of looking at his eyes. He didnāt object me going, but he was clearly not agreeing either. Since he couldnāt do anything to stop me without alerting his wife, he gave me this warning glare and he was angrily mumbling through his teeth,
āDonāt you dare, do anything to my daughter!ā
Quickly I moved my eyes away and started walking through the hallway and not long I found ward number seven, thankful she was out of ICU. Maybe she was going to be okay after all even though she was still unconscious. I looked through the door glass and I saw Veronica lying there unconscious with tubes everywhere. She looked pale and almost white like snow, and there was no a single mark on her body.
But her beauty was still obvious. Her long well shaped face with her long eyelashes going all the way down to the bottom of her eyes. Her smooth full red lips with the shape of heart. Her slender arms and legs, she was quite tall almost my height, but I was taller a few inches. Then, I remembered her vanilla scent, her favorite perfume, damn she smelled good.
āArenāt you going to get inside?ā I jumped as I gasped out of shock.
āSorry, I didnāt mean to startle you.ā It was a nurse in uniform, she looked surprised to my reaction, but recovered quickly.
āNo, I need to go pick up my sister from school.ā Quickly I started leaving, I didnāt even realize how long I was on that door staring at Veronica.
The nurse got in and I headed to the exit, but before I could leave I passed by the reception. There I found Veronica father sitting his head buried in his hands gazing at the floor. Quickly, I rushed to the door so that he wouldnāt see me because his wife was not there.
Once I got out side I started to breathe again. I didnāt even realize that I held breathe before. But this was so not fair, I never did anything to her and I wouldnāt even dream of doing such thing because I loved her. But now I was the one playing the criminal, why is that?
Was it because somewhere deep inside me thought that, there was a portion for me to what happened to her. Thatās absurd, I could never do anything to anyone even when I was bullied I couldnāt do anything, let alone send someone I love to hospital. My girlfriend. And put her in a critical condition like that, I pushed that thought away. I got in the car and left for school where Ashley was waiting for me. At least this time I wasnāt going to be late, so she wouldnāt get angry at me, as she always did every morning.
Because the hospital wasnāt very far away and she
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