59 — Selena is with that fucker.

CHRISTOPHER

“Fuck!” I ran my hand through my hair, my lips trembling from staying under the rain for a long time.

I walked towards my car in the parking lot of the hospital and got in. My fingers trembled as I inserted the key into the ignition, thinking of where I could find Selena.

I brought out my phone from my jacket, my fingers trembled as dialled her line for the twentieth time. “God fucking damn it!” I slammed my fist against the steering wheel, gripped my phone in my hand and threw my head far back.

I had left for the coffee shop where I dropped her off to pick her up, after waiting for hours I didn't get her call even when it was pouring so hard and I was getting back. Unfortunately, she wasn't there and I tried calling her but the line won't connect. So, I decided to check her at the hospital to see if she was there, but Edward told me she hadn't been to the hospital.

So, where the hell was she?

“Selena, where the fuck are you?” I grunted, my grip tightening on the steering