Jeremias quickly took us to the airport, where we got on his private jet and flew to London.
How does he have a private jet?
I don't know and I don't even care right now.
All I want is to get to German as quick as we possibly can...
----- TIME SKIP -----
When we got there a car was ready to take us to...
- The forest? Why are we here?? - I asked.
- German back when he was younger built a house thing... Not totally a house, but it's good enough for one person to be there. This is where he usually used uh...
- Oh god... - I rubbed my head - Please let us be there in time...
----- MEANWHILE -----
German's POV:
I'm the biggest coward in the world.
How could I even do this to anyone?!
How could I do this to Angie?!!
I knew she has some type of feelings for me... Friendship and such... And I just left her there, with my mysterious damn text, saying I'm leaving.
But then again...
She probably doesn't even care...
Who'd care about an addict that runs away?
Nobody.
Hahh... I feel so awful, but I'll get used to it as I always do... I have no choice anyway.
And what about this?
I have a pack of this drug, once I took from where we were investigating... Just to text myself, if I'm be able to stay sober.... And so far it went good...
Now I don't know anymore...
Luckily my depressed thoughts were soon cut off by a knock on the door....
Angie's POV:
I'm standing at the door, shaking and feeling like I'm about to collapse...
When the door opened and German peeked out...
Thank god...
- What are you doing here? - he asked on a really shaky voice.
- German... Can we talk? - I mumbled - Please...
It seems like he has been also crying here as his eyes might have been redder than mine.
After some hesitation he finally let me in...
As soon as we both were in I just hugged him.
- I was so worried! - I cried.
- Why... - he muttered.
I let go of him and looked into his eyes.
- German... I'm sorry... I... I love you...
I finally said it.
Although he doesn't seem to believe me...
But his eyes are still pretty widen open as I said that...
- Listen, I... Reading your message made me so worried and so scared that you might do something you shouldn't... When all you have written down goes for me too...
- Prove it then - he said.
- Huh...?
- Prove you really mean the words you say...
I can see why he wants me to prove it.
So I did.
I kissed him...
