He asked while tightening his grip.
Why did you inject me with drugs?
Did he want his questioning tone to sound fierce? But did Lucas know?
How helpless he sounded when he said this.
To infiltrate deeper into the drug organization, to gain the trust of those demons, Lucas stood in a damp and dark basement, aiming the needle at his own arm, day after day, Injecting, vomiting.
Until he became a junkie trusted enough by the drug dealers.
Although he had escaped from that hell now, it was as if he was forever trapped there.
tightening
ng grip made it difficult for me to breathe. He asked me with red eyes.
“Why did you injec
inject me with drugs? J
Just to keep me by your side?”
“You’re so selfish. You disgust me.”
You see, he thought I was the one who injected him with drugs again,
I gradually felt my life slipping away y under his tightening grip. Struggling to breathe, I pried his hands open while coughing.
“Cough cough cough, cough, I’m not, Em not
I wanted to tell you so badly, it wasn’t me who injected you with drugs, Lucas.
wanted to tell you so badly, it’s all over now, I ur
I wanted to tell you so badly, it’s all over now, Lucas.
But you never wanted to listen to me.
You even lost control when I tried to explain the truth.
The psychologist said we couldn’t stimulate you anymore.
You had to recover bit by bit on your own.
“Lucas, Lu..
I was suddenly thrown aside.
A dull pain hit my head. In the blur, I judged that I had hit the corner of the cabinet, but the pain that suddenly spread from my brain through my body almost paralyzed me for a moment.
I raised my hand to touch the back of my head. The warm, sticky sensation shouldn’t belong to my body.
I barely managed to prop myself up and turn on the bedside lamp.
The glaring red blood trickled down my palm. I pressed my palm against the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.
The person who had just thrown me aside stood in front of me, looking down.
I looked at him and smiled bitterly.
“I’m hurt too. Does that make you feel better, Lucas?”
If you’re standing in hell, then I’ll stand there with you.
Will that
at make yo
you a little happier, Lucas?
I went to the hospital to bandage my head.
I also planned to pick up my previous test results.
After getting the report, the doctor explained to me what the contents meant.
I stood in the hallway of the hospital lobby, watching the bustling crowd.
My mind was still blank.
When I came to my senses, I was just clutching that report tightly, so tight that my sweat had soaked through it. Once, I thought my profession would give me more time than ordinary people to understand the meaning of death.
Later, my concept of death became fearing Lucas’s death.
Afraid the
might be discovered while undercover.
Afraid that he might never come back.
Afraid that those ruthless drug dealers might really ask him to “open a skylight and he might kill himself doing it.
For me, death meant Lucas leaving my world.
But now, I was going to leave Lucas’s world.
ke suddenly putting a countdown on my own life. I drove calmly, arr
home calmly, and opened the door calmly
It was like suddenly putting a countdown on my em ……
I saw Chloe with her arm around Lucas’s shoulder, and he didn’t dodge.
