All Chapters of The Bad Boy's Innocent Obsession: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 87: Never PregnantBrandon’s P.O.V“Brandon!”Julia turned to face us with a gasp of horror, revealing the scene behind her. And right then…I felt like the ground had slipped from under my feet.Faith…she was lying on the floor amid the dust and the debris…as blood pooled around her legs…Even in the darkness of the room, I could identify the blood clearly. It was thick and dark and it flower slowly…almost eerily around her.Her face was contorted in pain and her eyes slowly closed as she slumped on the ground…and my heart thrashed against my ribcage as fear gripped my heart in its icy fingers.“Faith!”I pushed past Julia’s form as she stood unmoving and horrified in the middle of the room.Kneeling on the floor beside her, the first thing I did was to check for a pulse. Pressing my fingers against her neck, I felt around until I felt the slow but steady beat of her heart and then I saw her chest moving, but barely.“You’ll be alright.” I told her, my entire body trembling as

Chapter 89: Breaking DownBrandon’s P.O.VEvery cry broke my heart. Every tear felt like a lash on my skin.Helplessly, I slid down the closed doors to sit on the floor; my knees pressed to my chest and my hands clutching them together.Dear god! Why was I even alive?All I did was cause her pain and suffering. Every time I felt like we had finally closed up our distances; managed to clear out our misunderstandings…it just reverted back to square one. I fucked up all over again and Faith ends up being the person who suffers because of my mistakes.Guilt didn’t even begin to define the feeling I hand in my mind at the moment.What had I done? Why had I been so stupid? Why hadn't I thought things through? Why? Why?WHY?I clutched at my hair as the whole scene played out in my head over and over again. Her shocked whisper…it buzzed in my ears until it bec

Chapter 91: BeliefsFaith’s P.O.V“What just happened?”Debby poked her head in through the slightly ajar door as she looked around the room as if trying to find something. “I just leave for a bathroom break for two seconds and I come back to find Brandon leaving the room like a sad, little puppy that’s been kicked to the curb?”“Come in, Debby.” I sighed, knowing I was in for a lecture. “And shut the door behind you.”“Aye, aye!” She did as she was told and then she came and sat on the chair next to the bed that Brandon had occupied not too long ago. “So…wanna tell me what you just did? Because I smell something fishy. I was hoping to find you guys’ knee deep in each other already but you sending away Brandon? Nope…definitely fishy. And I promise I’m wearing new underwear.”“Eww!” I scrunched up my nose before another sigh left my lips. At this rate, I’ll be spending the rest of my life in misery, because my mother used to say that one sigh equals one unhappy day. “I…told him to apol

Chapter 93: Unexpected Confrontations Brandon’s P.O.V The plain white walls of the six storied apartment building brought on a bittersweet avalanche of memories as I got out of the elevator on the second floor and walked down the almost familiar hallways before coming to a stop in front of the same door where I had stood in front of countless times before. Memories from the past came rushing back in waves, making me recall all the times I had stood in front of this very door, sometimes with an expensive bouquet of roses in my hand and sometimes with takeout from a fine dining restaurant. How many times had we slammed these very doors? Sometimes in passion, sometimes in anger and sometimes in dejection? Time was indeed a funny thing, wasn’t it? Because once, when these same emotions had threatened to engulf me in agony…now they were like fleeting images at the back of my mind, hardly evoking even a quarter of the same emotions that I had once felt for the woman who lived behind the

Chapter 95: Don’t Want TroubleFaith’s P.O.VI didn’t particularly like this feeling of helplessness…not at all. And I wasn’t even worried about myself at the moment.The cops stayed in the room, keeping their watchful eyes on me as if I was going to get up and jump out the window to escape them. Well…unfortunately, this wasn’t some kind of survival episode and I was definitely not into Fast and Furious. Besides, I just had a surgery!How did they expect me to escape when I was barely able to move without support?I kept looking at the clock on the wall, waiting desperately for someone, anyone, to arrive! Debby waited patiently by my side, her hand in mine a kind of reassurance that everything was going to be alright and that help was on its way.However, even though the clock seemed to tick at a snail’s pace and a minute felt like an eternity, I didn’t actually have to wait long before people started pouring into my room.First came my aunt and George, their worried faces instantly l