136: Reality

Dana

Demian left shortly after confessing to me that he was in love and loved me. I haven't stopped thinking about him since then, and I felt guilty because Jeremy was in a hospital bed, alone. And I was thinking about Demian, as usual.

I didn't know what I was going to do. I didn't even know if I should say anything to him. I was consumed by the desire to tell Demian that I heard him and that I loved him too. But it wasn't coherent to do so. It didn't make any sense. I was tied to the bed by one hand, and this was his fault.

The door to my room opened, and I thought it was Demian, but I saw Clarissa with a murderous look in her eyes. The creepy smile she had filled me with fear. She locked the door. I knew she was going to kill me. It didn't take a psychic to know that. And she knew that I knew.

"Of course, I'm going to kill you. Because Rachel heard what Demian told you when you were here. Rachel knows that Demian loves you and she paid me to end this game. Rachel is already bored a