Alexander POV

I was so shocked that I didn't hear Burr comes near me.

"HEY!" He says, tearing the sheet off my hands.

"Who gave you this letter?" I asked, clenching my fists to hide my anger.

He frowns but doesn't answer me and starts reading it.

"Shit!" He says, the way barely audible. He runs towards his room.

Aaron POV

The one who gave her these flowers wrote her a letter full of love, and I find it in the hands of someone who annoys me.

since I'm too lazy to go to his dormitory I just sent him a message.

Ronnie: [picture of the text.] The one who gave you her flowers wrote a letter for you.

James POV

I'm in my room reading. I hear the door of the entrance open and after a few minutes the door of my room was depressed.

I jump. I'm sure I could have had a heart attack. I look who could have knocked the door like that. And I see Thomas. Odd, why suddenly he looks so frustrated and angry? His eyes are red as if he had been crying for hours.

"Thomas! You scared me. Why do you act like that? Did you meet Alex in the hallway? " Thomas doesn't take the pin to answer me. He stares at me.

"You disgust me, both of you."

"Wh... What? ..." You?

"I saw you with Aaron. Since when are you together? Or rather, why did you give him the gift I gave you? " I feel so bad that I feel a lack of air, as if oxygen is leaving me. My heart is tight in my chest. I don't want him to notice it.

"I...I can...explain everything...I gave the flowers to Aaron ... be...because ...I... I'm allergic to them." He laughed.

"Stop lying to me! So what are the flowers on the table? " He shouts, raising his hand showing the direction of the dining room.

"Th... these are ... fake, syn...synthetics," I say, trying to find some air. I don't like it. I don't like it. I don't like it. The air, I need air.

"I don't believe you, why aren't you just thrown!" But that still doesn't answer my first question." I look at him confused.

"Why didn't you tell me you're together?"

Why does he get angry for that? But what can it do to him that I go out with someone? ... He is homophobic?!? Anyway, I'm not gay or homophobic.

"Forget about it," He said, seeing that I take a long time to answer him. He leaves by slamming the door.

As soon as Thomas is gone, I collapse on the ground. Tears run down the corner of my cheeks. I can't breathe. I need some air, please someone, anyone !!! I feel my eyes become blurred. No, no, no, no, No, NO !!! I don't want to die for not taking my medicine.

Is this the end?

James is crying because he is afraid of dying and not for what Thomas said.

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