Drowning

Chapter 25: "Because I like it."

Leah's P.O.V.

As I enter the house I'm creeped out. It is unnaturally quiet. I walk toward the living room to look for Al but he isn't there. I check the kitchen, nope. The bathroom, nope. He's nowhere in the house.

"Alex!?" I yell at the top of my lungs just in case he is upstairs and can't hear me. But no one responds. That's weird. I call him but he doesn't answer. Now, I'm officially worried, he always answers his phone. I call him a few more times and by few I mean like 12 times. I place my phone on the kitchen counter and dart for the fridge. I'm an emotional eater, okay? Don't judge.

I stuff my face with everything I lay my eyes on. When I'm stuffed I decide to go watch a little TV. I mean, he is probably fine. I'm just thinking the worst. It's Alex, he wouldn't do anything stupid. I watch almost an entire season of Family guy when my eyes begin to close. I try to fight it but the darkness overtakes me.

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I am awoken by the ringing of my phone next to me. I grab it with a tired hand. I groggily answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Leah? Goddamn, finally. It's Emma. You have to come to the hospital quickly!" Emma's voice boom from the phone's speaker. I only realize what she said after a few seconds and almost explode.

"What? Who's hurt? What happened?" I ask a thousand questions trying to piece together why I have to go to the hospital.

"It's Alex. And Noah. They got- just get here!" Emma yells at me and then hangs up the phone.

Shit!

Okay, so Alex got hurt!

Alex!

And Noah also got hurt.

Noah!

I jump up from the couch and grab my sneakers, car keys and phone. I lock the house and run toward my car. I start it up and race toward the hospital.

When I arrive I rush as fast as I can toward the entrance. I reach the reception and ask where Alex or Noah's room is. After screaming at the lady for being rude and slow, I get the room number. I arrive at the door and spot Alex in the bed, I rush over to him.

"Al? What happened? Are you okay?"

Alex looks up at me with wide eyes.

"I'm fine." He responds placing his hand on my shoulder. When I feel his hand I relax a little.

I sigh before asking," What happened?"

I look him square in the eye and see regret and guilt in his chocolate brown eyes.

"Alex." I state grabbing his attention.

He closes his eyes and sighs.

When he opens his eyes again, they are stone. No emotion, nothing. He probably learned that from Noah.

Noah!

"I wanted to get money for dad." He simply states looking at the white wall in front of him.

I take a deep breath and release it.

"Al." I can only say that. I don't know what to say. I also thought about ways to get money but Alex actually did something. That's one thing I wish I had of him.

"I had to do something, anything." He whispers in such a voice I just want to hold him in my arms forever.

I wrap my arms around him.