Welcome to chapter 14 people, hope your all enjoying so far!
That statue's stare burned into her, like it was controlling her, telling her, forcing her to do something, at the back of her mind she knew what it was.
She sat down and looked over at Nick peacefully sleeping, lost in the land of nod.
That thing in his head eating away at him, stopping him spending the rest of her life with her, that thing that was going to eventually kill him, how could she deal with this? Now she was pregnant, pregnant with his child and he was dying.
She couldn't tell him she was pregnant she wanted someone to be there for her, be there forever, but she knew Nick couldn't possibly be there forever, there was more chance of Harry Houdini being contacted from beyond the grave on Halloween.
His pain and suffering was getting worse everyday but she had to be strong, she had to live for them both, then suddenly her thoughts, hopes and dreams faded into the darkness of the night.
Yet she looked at Nick, so pale, so fragile, so unwell, she knew what she had to do.
She took a syringe from her bag, in her mind it suddenly became clear what Nick really wanted, like that frozen moment in the hospital when he whispered 'kill me' she should have done it then, and now she knew he wanted to die.
She felt so guilty for saving him, he was never going to get any better even if he did he would never be the same, the past few weeks told her that.
She held the syringe high in the air before her, giving it a gentle nudge to make sure it was clear and she whispered "goodnight Mr Jordan, goodnight"
The needle was carefully pushed into the vain on his wrist "goodnight I'll always love you" she muttered as she pushed down on the syringe, but something was watching her, something was stopping her, that statue again, staring at her maybe.
She took a deep breath and injected the content of the syringe into his vain before anything could stop her, he twitched as the poison shot round his body shutting down his respiratory system first, he opened his eyes and looked at Zoe, then saw the empty syringe on the table.
"Zoe what you done?" He muttered as saliva dribbled from his lips and pain, worse pain than he'd ever felt shot through him.
"Oh no Zoe you haven't" his words came slurred and fearful, she looked at him and stroked his head as he gasped for breath "I'm sorry Nick I should have done it before" she whispered kissing his head and watching him slip away.
"Ambulance Zoe ambulance" he pleaded "don't want to die"
She then knew she had made a terrible mistake, but what could she do now? His internal organs were failing, shutting down, as she looked at him blood was dribbling out of his ears and that faraway look was in his eyes...
"Nick I'm so sorry" she sobbed holding his hand, the feel of his skin was now clammy, cold, ice cold, "I don't want you to suffer anymore" she whimpered.
Suddenly he started to fit, blood poured from his ears, nose and eyes there was no doubt he was dying in the worst possible way now "I'm so sorry Nick" Zoe screamed watching him suffer before her.
His body shook ten to the dozen, Zoe screamed as his dying body hit the floor "ZOE" he cried, this wasn't how it was meant to happen, he was awake during the fit, what had she done wrong? He was meant to pass peacefully in his sleep, now he was dying slowly and in pain in front of her eyes.
Finally he stopped blood covered the floor, the living room looked like the aftermath of the Amityville murders.
Zoe stood up and walked to the phone.
should she call an ambulance?...
Wow whatever next people? Is Zoe a murderer?
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