Chapter Sixty One

Shawn looked paled, Blake looked worst and he wondered how he would look.

If he had been with her, if he had protected her like he promised, this would never have happened, they would both be at work, she’ll still have those beautiful smile on her face.

There was this feelings eating at his insides, he couldn’t even understand what it was, Shock?, Loneliness?, Pain?, Anger?, Regret? or all of them.

Shawn walked to him, patting his back, trying to comfort him, but he did know one thing, he didn’t want sympathy, he shrugged Shawn’s hands off.

Rage. That’s what he felt.

Oh, the mother fucker, Shefung. He was already a corpse. He walked out of the hospital, this time Shawn and Blake didn’t follow, a part of him was glad that they understood that blood was what he was thirsty for and it would be a unfortunate incident if he ended up pouring his rage on them.

He drove pass the speed limit, not caring about the car he bumped into on his way or the car glasses he broke with his reckless driv