All Chapters of STITCH ME UP: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

                        Carl's P. O. V        I waited outside the car for what seemed like forever expecting Ryan to come over. Honestly I don't know what's taking him so long. Glancing at my watch, I looked up hoping I would see him anywhere but no luck. I was beginning to lose patience.       Finally Ryan appeared from beside the restaurant and from the way he was walking I could tell something was wrong. He walked up to the car and unlocked it with the key.      “ What the hell took you so long? I was waiting here for hours! " I complained. Ryan only breathed. He was definitely in a bad mood.      “ I'm sorry, I was a little distracted. Now can we go?" He asked.     “ whatever. Just get in the car, it's already late " I ranted. Ryan sighed and got in. I did too and we drove out of the rest

                        Amelia's P. O. V        “ Sir... You're bleeding!! " I exclaimed. He looked at me surprised, as if I made a false accusation. Ryan was doing a wonderful job at covering his pain and that thought filled me anguish. I moved closer to help him but he stopped me.        “ I'm not about to watch you bleed to death right in front of me" I said before holding his wrist but he pulled me instead, making us walk away from the hall way into the elevator, closing the door shut. He then pressed the button to the highest floor before sinking on his kneels. I just kept watching him.         “You should seriously learn to control your tongue Amy" he reprimanded. Huh!? He was bleeding! I was I supposed to be quiet about that? I quickly shook of the thought off and bent down to his level.      

                    Amelia's P. O. V       The annoying sound of my alarm woke me up the next morning. Yawning, I sluggishly dragged myself up the bed. Memories of yesterday flashed out my mind and I unknowingly let out a smile. 2500 dollars! I couldn't believe it still. Even though I didn't know who I was working with, I could not help but feel glad. And not to mention I was going to see him today, I hope he's nice.      Okay... Enough daydreaming, time to prepare for classes.... And the competitions as well....                      Ana's P. O. V        I already freshened up and heading to the dining to get my breakfast, where I met my dad already seated and reading a newspaper. My dad's behavior still worried me but I didn't think much about it though.      &nb

                      Amelia's P. O. V       Breathe Amy,breathe. I said to myself multiple times. I crawled to where Ryan laid and gasped. There was a small cut on his forehead and he was bleeding through it. A water bottle knocked over sent water spilling but that was the least of my worries. I touched his forehead and discovered his body was icy cold. I have to do something, I need to do something but WHAT DO I DO!?        I checked his pulse, I felt it but it was really slow. I lowered my ear to his chest and found that his heart was hardly beating. He wasn't even breathing. If I don't do anything now, I might as well be carrying a corpse on my hands. I pushed my fears back and began giving him the CPR. My brain was running a million miles per hour as I prayed that Ryan would at least give me a sign that he was still here. His lashes moved and he coughed. I stopp

                   Stacy's P. O. V       “ what do you mean no way?" I asked.       “ I know Amy, she can't do stuffs like that."     “ oh really?   Then you know nothing about women " I stated.       “ who even gave you the job to spy on Amy in the first place" Terrance argued.      “ okay now am the guilty one?" I asked, raising my voice     “ I didn't mean it that way, it's just..."     “ you know what!? Why don't you just ask Amy yourself and "      "Fine, I'll do it!" He answered. I couldn't believe he'd trust Amy that way.     “ if that's the case, I'm leaving " I said as I picked up my bag and left the restaurant, furious.      Oh may, I don't have anyth