MARRY ME NOW

*** Third Person’s POV ***

She stared at the house from a distance, glaring at it. After all, she had done, nothing came back the way she wanted, all because of her ‘enemy’ Tessa. What’s so special about her? She cried.

She wasn’t going to let her get away with it. She wanted to kill her even if it resulted in her to jail. She knew she was going to jail anyways. It’s only a matter of time before they’d find out she’s the mastermind behind what has been going on.

She wasn’t going to allow Tessa to have her ‘happy ending’. She believes Tessa is a witch and has bewitched every guy she knows.

She still can’t see why men would fall over hills with Tessa. She refuses to see why, to her, Tessa is an ugly witch.

She was fuming. Tessa… I would make you pay for all you’ve done… She thought.

Hurting her daughter would hurt her more… She thought again, but her daughter was nowhere to be found. She looked around searching for Anne.

This wasn’t the first time she’s been here, so she knows that Anne hangs around with her friends often.

If only she could get Anne to the centre of the road, she would have just run her over.

“No. My mom said not to play on the road.” She heard a familiar voice coming from the opposite house. It was Anne’s, she was coming out of a house with 3 other little girls. Her friend wanted her to ride her little car toy on the road.

Dang, it.

Suddenly, a car pulled up in front of Tessa’s apartment and came out, of Austin.

Her blood was boiling. He was still seeing her. Are they in a relationship now? She had so many questions. Her jaw clenched. She held her fist against the car wheel.

Tears slipped out of her red eyes as she watched both of them. Her breathing increased, she wasn’t going to get away with this, no, she wasn’t.

“Mommy!” A voice cried. Tessa ran towards where the voice came from.

After a minute, Tessa was alone on the road. This was a perfect time.

There would be repercussions but she didn’t care. She started the car, and without thinking twice, she drove at full speed.

But once again, her plan played abortive. She didn’t care to stop. She just drove off.

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Tessa screamed at the scene in front of her, she fell to her knees sobbing. There was a pole of blood. “Jake, no. Please, Jake. Somebody, he- he- call the cops, oh my God!” She cried.

Austin came running towards the scene. His eyes widened. He had a beef with Jake very recently, but he was still his friend. They’ve been friends since kindergarten. He bent down. “Jake!” But he wasn’t responding.

“Shit.” He cussed pulling out his phone.

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**** Tessa’s POV ****

I stared blankly at the door before me. My hands were shaking. It’s been 7 hours since Jake has been rushed to the hospital.

He had to undergo emergency surgery. We still don’t know if he would make it or not. I hope he does, I do.

My relationship with him recently was almost nonexistent and remembering the memories we had together brought nothing but tears to my eyes.

Jake, I was in front of the room he was in. Taking another breath, I turned the handle and walked in.

Seeing the condition he was in, I almost choked on my tears. I walked closer to him, but the protection glass over him stopped me.

I placed my two hands on the glass, staring at him. He has an oxygen mask on. He had lost lots of blood, so they had to give him blood.

I was so affected by his condition. Jake is like a brother to me, I can’t imagine him passing away.

Passing away… Don’t even think about something like that, Tessa! I scolded myself.

“Please… Get well soon, it’s so hard seeing you like this, Jake… Please..” I whispered. Memories of the good times we had come flashing back.

The first time we met, how he’s been there for me. How he made me laugh when I was going on my saddest days.

This wasn’t the first time he saved me either.

Yvonne.

I still have no idea why she hates me this much. Oh, wait I do… It’s because of Austin. I know she loves Austin, it’s turned into a point of obsession.

She always talked about him, even before she met him, at times she’d busy herself staring at a magazine cover which had Austin’s picture on it.

I noticed we had slightly drifted when those conversations between me and Austin began. I noticed a slight change in her when I was shifted to Austin’s assistant manager.

It was a position she would have killed to be in.

I thought she’d get over her obsession but she never did. She thinks it’s my fault Austin suddenly took interest him me.

A stubborn part of me dislikes Austin for this, if I never got to meet Austin, I’m pretty sure my life would have been normal and I wouldn’t have gone through all this.

Probably, my relationship with Yvonne would still be strong. Do you want that? My subconsciousness asked. No, I don’t want it, I’m just imagining it.

I’m just imagining where I would be if I never met Austin.

I had two women trying to kill me because of him; He made it clear recently that he likes me.

I do too. But I might get another crazy lady coming right at me if I acknowledge it.

I just have to let him know I’m not interested. Hopefully, I don’t regret it…

No, I’m not going to! Why am I even thinking about him? It’s not like I feel anything for him…

As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn’t. But I could stop myself…

Just be cold toward him… No! How is that going to help? Suddenly being cold to him? I’m pretty sure that would hint that you sorta like him…

Ugh. I wanted to shut that voice speaking in my head.

I snapped back to reality when I suddenly hear flat beeps. I froze.

“Jake… Jake! Doc-” I tried to shout but before I could finish, the doctor came rushing in with 2 nurses behind him.

“What’s happening? Is he okay?!”

“Ma’am, I suggest you leave the room-”

“No, is he…”

“Please.” The doctor said. I quickly walked out, my hand over my mouth.

Please let him be okay… Please let him be okay…

I was crying. It’s all my fault.

~

It’s been almost an hour and I didn’t hear from the doctor. I was outside the hospital room and the doctor still hasn’t come out.

“Hey.” I heard a familiar voice. I looked up from where I sat to see Austin. He looked chill. How could he be so chill at a time like this?

“He’s your friend, right?” I blurted out.

He hesitated before answering. “Right.”

“Then how can you be so chill?”

He shrugged. Yep, he was masking his emotions. I sighed. I became an emotional wreck all of a sudden.

“What if he doesn’t get up? What am I going to do then? I have a lot to say to him..” I cried.

My face was a bit red, I could tell.

He walked towards the chair I was in and sat down. “You would get over it.” He said.

“Huh?” I was surprised by his response.

“I said, you’d get over it… He would want you to… If he dies.”

“No, don’t say something like that..”

“Why, you were the one who brought it up.”

“That’s the complete opposite of the answer I wanted.”

“You want me t-”

“Forget it,” I cut him off. “Why are you here if you don’t care about him?”

“Who said I didn’t?”

“Your actions! I mean… I mean..” Couldn’t finish what I wanted to say without bursting into ugly cries.

I felt him come closer, his exotic smell filled my nose. It was so relaxing… His arms wrapped around me, giving me the comfort I needed.

“He wouldn’t want you crying over him, Tess.” I just wept in his arms.

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