Sequel: Confession

Toxic

Chapter 12

-Summers POV-

I marched out of the hospital, feeling a mix of panic guilt and anger, I walked over to my car ripped the door open and threw my bag on the passenger seat. I sat staring out of the windscreen and spotted Phils dweeby friend walking back towards the hospital, a few tears rolled down my cheeks I sighed heavily and wiped them away.

I began to rifle through my bag and pulled my phone out, scrolling down the screen for a number and smiling when I got to it clicking the green button i pushed my phone to my ear,

"Hello?....Yeah he left me but he knows, he probably has told his gay friend....it's 396 carynthia towers it's near the shard...if you don't mind...and dont let the other little faggot get in the way...he should only have a few more days left in the hospital"

I smiled and hung up throwing my phone back in to my bag and pulling out a cigarette and inhaling a deep breath of sweet calming nicotine.