He stepped right in front of ire and stood there like a human shield.


    She thought it was Matthew since she heard him shouting but she was wrong.


    ire''s eyes went from wide to saucer-sized. "What the heck are you doing?" she managed to frown at Alexander as he staggered, his face draining of color. He leaned on ire, his voice barely more than a whisper. "Protecting you..." he gasped, and then he slumped against her. ire''s heart dropped as she felt something warm and sticky spreading across her hand-blood. Alexander''s blood.


    Lisa''s face twisted into a mask of horror and panic. "Oh my God, no, no, no!" She stumbled backward, her feet catching on the uneven ground. She tripped andnded on her backside; her eyes locked on the scene in shock. She couldn''t believe what she''d done. ire quickly assessed the situation. Her eyes locked onto the knife-its de embedded in Alexander''s back. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. "Oh my God, oh my God," she muttered, more to herself than anyone. "Matthew!" She shouted to her friend, who was standing there, looking just as shell-shocked. "Help Alexander into the car. He''s hurt!"


    Matthew nodded, quickly moving to help. "What about Lisa?" he asked, his voice steady despite the chaos.


    ire took a quick nce back at Lisa, still sitting in a daze with her hands mped over her mouth. "Get her somewhere. Make sure she doesn''t run."


    Matthew carefullyid Alexander on his stomach in the backseat of the car, while ire jumped into the driver''s seat. She started the engine, her knuckles white on the wheel. "Hang on, Alexander," she said, ncing at him through the rearview mirror. "We''re going to the hospital. Just keep breathing."


    ire''s eyes kept darting between the road and the mirror. "Can you hear me?" she asked Alexander, her voice trying to stay calm even though her nerves were shot. "We''re almost there. Just stay with me, okay? We''ll be there soon."


    Alexander''s breaths were shallow, and ire was scared to pull the knife out herself. What if it made things worse? So, she drove like a maniac, dodging cars and honking at anyone who dared to get in her way. "Move it, move it, move it!" she shouted, her voice rising with every second that ticked away.


    Finally, ire screeched into the hospital parking lot. She threw the car into the park and bolted out of the car. "Help! Someone help!" she yelled as she dashed into the ER. A nurse at the desk looked up, rmed, and quickly began alerting the staff.


    ire rushed back to the car, yanking open the back door. "Please, please, hurry!" she pleaded as the male nurse carefully lifted Alexander onto a stretcher. The other nurses sprang into action, pushing the stretcher toward the ER. "Wait!" ire called out, trying to keep up. "Can Ie in?"


    One of the nurses shook her head. "Sorry, you have to wait out here. We need to get him into surgery right away."


    "Okay."


    The door to the ER mmed shut behind them. ire stood there, frozen for a moment before her panic kicked in again. She remembered she didn''t have her phone with her. "Oh, great. Just great!" She muttered, heading back to the car. Frantically searching for the front seat, she spotted her purse and grabbed it. She fumbled with her phone, dialing Matthew''s number. When he answered, his voice was steady but worried. "ire? How''s Alexander?"


    "I don''t know yet," ire said. "I heard them say he needs surgery,"


    Matthew''s voice softened. "Don''t worry. We''ll get through this. I''ve got Lisa secure. She''s not going anywhere. Did you call Alexander''s parents?"


    ire bit her lip. "No, not yet. I was about to."


    "I''ll be right there soon," Matthew said before hanging up.


    ire scrolled through her contacts and pressed Joan''s number. The chilly night air graze her skin. Her wet dress just makes it more chilly for ire. Joan answered on the third ring. Her soft voice greeted ire. For some reason, ire worries to see their reaction.


    "ire, dear. To what do I owe you this midnight call?"


    ire cleared her throat. "Hello, Mrs. Harris. I apologize for bothering youst night, but I need to tell you something."


    "What is it, ire?" her tone was curious and suddenly ire felt nervous.


    "Alexander...is at the hospital."


    Joan sprung up from her seat, her eyes widening. "What? What do you mean my son is at the hospital? What happened to him?"novelbin


    ire hesitated. She doesn''t know if she should tell Joan the whole truth or just lie. "I-There was an ident."


    "What ident ire? Please tell me if my son is, okay?" ire can hear Joan''s shaky voice.


    "He is...at the surgery."


    Joan ced her hand on her mouth in shock. "Oh God, what ident that can cause my son to get surgery? I will be there soon. Please keep me updated and send me the address."


    The phone call ended, and ire


    sent Joan a


    wearin thick text. ire leans


    back on the car in frustration and


    weariness. It didn''t cross her mind that this night would turn into a disastrous night. "God. Why did Alexander do that? That was such a stupid move."


    ire headed inside to wait for the result of the surgery. The nurse who passed by noticed ire. "Excuse me, miss, but it looks like you need to get treated." The nurse pointed at ire''s wound.


    ire shook her head. "I''m fine."


    "Are you sure, miss?"


    ire exhaled a deep breath. "Yes, I am sure." She headed towards the ER and waited outside.


    "ire." Turning to see the source of the voice, Matthew runs towards her.


    "Hey, are you okay?" she nodded. "God, you look worse. You have blood on your neck and cheek. Wound on your cheek. What the heck did Lisa do to you?" Matthew''s eyes zing with anger.


    "I''m fine really." she didn''t feel anything. The p on her cheek, the wound on her knees, and also the cut on her cheek and neck.


    Matthew stared at ire looking


    serious. He ced both hands on


    her shoulder and looked her in the eye. "ire, you need to get treated and go home. I will stay here and wait for the result."


    "But Alexander''s parents? I need to exin to them."


    "I will exin to them." Said Matthew but of course, ire is too stubborn to agree to it.


    "I''m responsible for this Matthew. I will stay here and get treated." She said in a firm voice and Matthew couldn''t argue with her.


    He sighed exasperatedly. "Fine, just go get treated."


    ire turned on her heels to find a nurse but before she could do that, she spotted Joan at the entrance. Joan''s eyes went to ire. "Where is Alexander?"


    ire brought her to the ER,pletely ignoring her treatment. At the same time, the doctor step out of the ER.


    "Who''s the family?"


    Joan stepped forward, tears brimmed in her eyes. "Tell me my son is alive, doctor."


    "Don''t worry, miss, your son is stable, but he is in a critical condition. You brought him here at the right time cause the knife was quite deep." Joan turned to ire with her eyes widened. "You told me it was an ident."


    "It is, Mrs. Harris, bu-"


    "What ident that involves a knife?!"


    Matthew chimed in as the atmosphere was getting tense. "Mrs. Harris, you need to list-"


    "It was my fault, Mrs. Harris, I-" Before ire can finish her sentence, a loud p can be heard across the hall.


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