Chapter 50

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ELLIE JONES

Everything turned black.

I wake up and can hear faint voices. I look around and notice that I'm no longer in Alfie's apartment, but I am in a hospital room. I sit up and hold my head which is hurting terribly.

"Ellie, you're awake," Alfie says holding my two hands in his. I shrug them off and scoot away from him. The doctor comes in and informs me that I fainted due to shock and that I've only been passed out for a couple of hours.

"What else?" I ask him. I need to know everything. The whole truth.

"What?" He asks. "What else have you kept from me?" I repeat. He stands up and runs his hands across his mouth, reluctant to admit everything. His reaction alone made me realise that there is something more.

"I want to know the truth. I deserve at least that," I tell him.

"A few days after you lost your book, I met Isaiah and saw it with him. I didn't take it then because I didn't think you'd fall so in love with him. I knew he was the author of the book from the very beginning, but I thought that he would confess it himself, so I waited to see his next move. When I realised that he didn't even have the intention of telling you the truth, I made my move and lied. I knew how much you loved the book and I thought that telling you that I was the author would make you fall in love with me easier and quicker. I never imagined your love for him would be so... persistent. Afterwards, when I learnt that Isaiah was leaving, I visited him and say that he had written you a letter. That day when he was about to hand you the book, I told him that I would hand you the book for him since you were still very emotionally unstable and he reluctantly agreed. I had intended to give it to you at first, but I didn't want to lose this chance of being with you, so I hid it."

The truth finally comes out, and as much as I need to hear it, it hurt. This revelation made me realise, that this whole time, I have never known the real Alfie.

The person that I had believed to be my safe space, my comfort when I have no one else to turn to, the presumably perfect guy turns out to be the biggest liar in my life. None of it was real, none of it was true. He took advantage of my pain and used it to make me fall in love with him. He took advantage of my love for someone else and used it for his own gains. I never would have imagined that the one closest to me, the one that I cry to every night, the one whom I hug for warmth, for safety, would betray me. I never thought he was capable of bringing me such pain. He was supposed to be the right choice.

"There's more isn't there?" I ask him as he looks down, his face painted with pure guilt.

"I deleted his number from your phone so you wouldn't be able to contact him," he confesses. I never imagined him to be capable of so much manipulation.

"When is he coming back?" I ask, knowing that he would surely have kept this from me too.

"Today."

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