His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (book series for 12 year olds .TXT) 📖

‘Ugh…’ I cringed when I slipped into my own puke. There was no way for me to leave because I had no idea where I was.

A deep voice whispered, and I spun toward it.

The sight of Samuel in front of me caused me to scream. ‘Hey, baby.’ He smiled, his lips, nose, and chest dripping with blood. He wore the same black tuxedo he wore to the prom.  

I retreated quickly, shaking violently as he approached me. 

‘I’ll hug you,’ he said and extended his arms.

My voice was gone as I saw the dead person walking towards me. I shook my head in frustration as I was unable to scream out because my voice seemed to have gone. Samuel looked just like he had when he died. The white shirt ripped from his arms, his tie hung around his neck, and his chest was ripped open, bleeding profusely. He looked like he had just emerged from a coffin. His appearance was horrifying. 

‘You killed me and now you are dying, bitch!’ He hissed out. ‘You’ll die a cruel death.’ 

I clenched my hands into fists, looking around for help, but no one was in the sight. ‘Don’t…’ I gasped. ‘Don’t come any closer to me!’ I begged. 

He smiled, kept strolling toward me. ‘I gave you my heart, and you ripped it off my chest?’ He said with clenched teeth, glaring at me.  

‘Ah!!!’ I screamed out in horror when he shoved his hand in his chest and ripped out his organ. 

It was his heart. 

The next moment, an agonizing howl broke into the air as I closed my ears with my hands, crying harder. 

“Camille…!” 

“Camille…!” 

“Camille…!” 

“Wake up…!” 

Samuel kept staring at me, and he was filled with hurt, pain, and hatred. ‘Goodbye, Cami.’ he smiled before collapsing to the ground flatly.

My eyes flew open as I stared at the white ceiling. I heard the beeps of the monitor next to my bed and the IV connected to my wrist. Glancing across the room, I discovered I was in a hospital. 

“Thank heavens!” My eyes moved to Archie when he whispered. A relieved smile appeared on his face when our eyes locked. “Finally, you woke up.” 

“Was I sleeping?” 

“You’ve been in a coma for two days.” 

“What?” I whispered. “What about Maura?” 

He snapped his eyes at me, surprised by my question. “She’s okay.” 

“And Scott?” 

“You’re still thinking about him.” His jaw clenched. “He has no right to punish you like that.” 

“He hasn’t punished me. I’m punishing myself.” When I tried to sit up, Archie quickly stood up and helped me to lean against the bed. 

“I trust you, Camille,” Archie said, and I was flustered. 

“Then don’t trust me.” I snapped and looked away from his beautiful blue eyes. 

“Camille…!” The door flew open and Kat steered inside. “Thank goodness you woke up from a coma. You really scared the shit out of me.” 

I was genuinely happy to see Kat. “I’m happy to see you here, Kat.” I smiled and glanced at Archie, who seemed a bit frustrated by Kat’s presence. 

“You don’t know how much you scared me. Can I hug you tightly?” 

“Of course.” I grinned, and he quickly embraced me. 

“I already started to hate Scott fucking Martinez! What a cruel guy. I’ve never seen anyone as cruel as him. He is…” 

“Get out of here!” When Scott’s voice thundered into the room, I froze.

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