How to Survive Your 19th Life [BL]

Chapter 93: Doxxing

"I love you," I said, looking at Emiel's hazel, mascara-smudged eyes. February 14th, again. Again. Again. Again. I shook my head to dispel any anger I may have carried from my last life. I was alive again, and I had an idea.

The inability to die made me rather reckless . I thought ahead a few lives now, rather than focus on this one. Everything had a contingency plan.

"There is a meaning behind this," I said as I paced Professor Groves' office the next day. Convincing him I was the real-deal went much faster this time, though it was rather tedious for me to go over everything all over again. Again. Again. Again!

"You believe there is a higher purpose to these death loops?"

"Sort of. There's something I have to uncover." I stopped in front of his bookshelf and ran my finger rapidly across the spines of his many books, enjoying the zipping sound it made. "I mean, it's no coincidence that Emiel fucking Hugo has some mysterious dark past."

Professor Groves nodded and chewed the end of his pen. "You can't try the cousin again?"

"Rani doesn't know the bones of it... just the meat." I sat in my usual chair, then jumped to my feet with an idea, but sat down again dismissing it. "Just the meat... Meat. Meat!" I was on my feet again, having recovered my lost idea. "Meat and bones!"

The professor furrowed his brow at me, his mouth frowning. He looked down into his lap and sighed. "What do you mean, Mr. Eliasson?"

"I love talking to you," I said with a broad smile. "You give me the best ideas, like that time you told me to kill myself."

Flustered, Professor Groves exclaimed, "I did no such thing, young man!" His eyes flicked down to his phone again.

I cocked my head and walked around to his side of the desk. He had fat thighs and he attempted to stuff his phone between them, but the top edge stuck out and I saw that a call was in progressive. My heart sank into my stomach. "You're with Emiel too? You fucking traitor!"

"Of course not," he said at once. Professor Groves stood and backed away from him, holding the phone towards me so that I could see he was calling campus security.

"Campus security is with him!" I shouted, walking closer to him.

Absolute fear shook in his eyes. "You're not well, Mr. Eliasson. You're jittery and paranoid."

"I was too eager," I said as I gazed at my hands. "I rushed right here without thinking. I should have been more careful."

My hands flew up to my head and I grabbed fistfuls of my hair. "I'm so close to the truth. I'm so close to the end of this nightmare!"

Emiel's secrets were unraveling before me like candy in front of a starving man. None of this was a coincidence. There was something wrong with Emiel. Somehow, I triggered it in him and he was unknowingly keeping me trapped with him, reliving his twisted murder scenarios.

Someone knocked on the door. Professor Groves and I both froze and gazed at it. I rushed to the door and locked it.

"Buddy, are you in there?" the voice of John Jacobse, the pervy security guard, said. Of course it was him.

"Help me!" Professor Groves shouted. "He's insane!"

I lunged at him, shoving him into the wall hard enough for him to crumble to the floor. He was surprisingly weak for his size. 

Keys rattled and the office door creaked open to the hideous face of the security guard, both surprised and angry. Before he could step a foot into the room, I grabbed one of the many books on the bookcase and slung it at him like an all-star pitcher.

The book hit him right in the face with a loud thwack. I rushed him then and punched him in the face with a speed that shocked even me. He didn't have time to recover from the book before having his nose crack under my knuckles. Pain exploded through my hand and wrist. I wasn't a built fighter, but moving with calculation and surety could easily best someone like John.

I snagged his keys as he hit the ground. Before I ran away, I glanced back at Professor Groves, who was still on the floor, and said, "Sorry for scaring you... I know you wouldn't betray me. I just had to use you as bait. You'll forgive me next life."