All Chapters of VAMP: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

JACQUELINE DISCLAIMER: SUICIDEThe world was upside down. It wasn’t even up to a week. We had tens of thousands of covid cases around the world and United States trailing behind.And while the entire world was crashing in an uprising pandemic, we were here. I was here. I was,—with my baby in my arms wrapped in a showl as i stared through the windows. Wu was there, in a very black wrap gown that couldn’t scream the word, funeral any louder and a hat, gloves that held the phone through which Maria could see through.And black sandals that stood just above the grave.Wu had looked back and our eyes met. I mean hers with my moist ones that held the tears that smeared through the lavender towel i had my baby wrapped in and the only question i had in my mind was—Was i really ready to let go?*Jacqu

MARIA"She's comatose"Jacqueline's eyes glowed with pity as my jaw dropped. Then she tilted the phone to where she laid across the room."She's been here. Connected to life support and all these machines and we have no idea when she's going to wake up—" She paused as if something was to follow."How are yo-""If she wakes up" She continued. "What?""How are you? And Harry?" I pushed a lump down my throat as i walked up to the balcony. "Harry is—He's at work, he doesn't know yet" She said softly."And me, terribly sick. I can't do this, Maria" She said as my brows fell towards my eyes. "I can't be you. I can't be the strong one trying to hold everyone together because right now, i just feel like going. Running but i can't" She said before looking up."And i feel so terrible for saying that but it's— it's so overwhelming""I know" I

WU My shoe grazed the sharpness the ground as i pulled up my shades to look at her. "Jade" I called and for some reason, we ended up in a brisk chuckle. Jade, Jade was the name that represented bad things in a good way, you know the bad, rebellious girl with blue or red in her black hair and gothic shoes. Overdrawn eyeliner with little makeup and high boots. Jade was the girl with tattoo and her arm and her hoodie tied to her waist while she rocked a sleeveless. That was the stereotype if you didn't realize— —but never had it more true. Never had i met such a Jade. We'd been talking for half an hour or more by the bar and watching the performances till it got a little but loud. This Jade had all those qualities, except maybe the eyeliner part because she didn't even have on any makeup at all. She seemed young, youthful and twenty something, she had the sweater thingy

AALIYAH "Do you know that Jacq lost her baby to this— this thing?" I asked him, my two hands clasped around the hot cup in tissue. I could feel his widened gaze on me as he halted. "No shit" He replied."Fuck no" He shook his head, catching up with me before i sat on a bench on the open ground. "What do you even do here?" I asked and he shrugged."Anything, anything we can. Testing, lab work, assisting in surgeries, cleaning and covid ward shit""They have a covid ward now?" I asked and he scoffed. "A lot of thing's changed" He continued.His face mask hung around his while his gloved hands clasped around the coffee cup. Occasionally, he would look back to the door and then his watch."So wh-"We both chorused and he stopped. "You go" He said and i looked away. "No you" Came a sly smile."I

Jade represented alot of things,she represented painting the town red, past midnight with the only person she knew in Miami.Wu.*WUjade: so what are you doing?My eyes lit up at that text just as my phone in the dark. I was tucked in my bed as i reached for it. It was ten minutes to twelve and i wondered what else i couldn’t possibly be doing at that time.me: i don’t know, getting ready to sleep.jade: 🙄Came a lame emoji as i scoffed, sitting up but the fist of covers still held in my hands. And i watched them type for a while before i typed.me: u?jade: really? Meet me outside.Wu was perplexed but not surprised because she knew she wasn’t that far of from her house. But still she rose from her bed, abandoning the used tissues which she had cried in. She needed to get out.