Nothing.

That's all I could do as a mixture of shock and fear coursed through my veins. Carefully stepping in her direction, I calmly spoke to her. "Bianca, you don't want to do this; just put whatever that is down and we'll talk this through."

"Not a step further," she screeched. "My plan was perfect, until you ruined it for me."

Confused, I questioned her. "What do you mean I ruined your plan? What plan?"

Standing up, she laced her fingers with Xander's, making me want to fuck her up; but I had to stay calm for Xander.

"Before you came to West Lake, Alexander would pay attention to me, not you. We were going to get married, I had already planned our wedding, on the beach. And I bought my dress, it beautiful."

I was trying so hard not to crack up. "Was he aware that you were gonna get married?"

"No, but once we graduated and I proposed to him, he wouldn't say no. I know he loves me, he just doesn't want us to go public yet."

"Bianca, I know you think that but you have to be realistic here-"

She cut me off with an angry shrill. "No! Just stop talking and listen. We were this close to being together and then you came. At first I brushed it off, but then I saw that you too were getting closer; and had sex."

Ok, this is getting really fucking weird now. "How did you know we had sex?"

"The cameras of course. I placed a tracker in his phone and I followed him home. One camera in every room in his house, even the attic. And I watched as you two had sex on every surface of the house, and I wanted to hurt you so bad. You just had to be a whore and open your legs for him."

"Bianca, I don't know who you the fuck you think you are but—"

Placing the syringe at his wrist, she looked at me. "I'm the person who can end his life, so stop interrupting."

When I started to back up, she removed the syringe.

"As I was saying, I decided to break you from the inside out. I did a background search on you, and what I found made it even easier for me to hate, no, absolutely loath you."

Curiosity got the best of me so I asked what. She laughed coldly. "I found out who your father was, and what he did. Did your father perhaps tell you about a man named Donovan Williams?"

"Yes he did, why?"

"Well what he didn't tell you was that Donovan Williams had a daughter, me," she regarded coldly.

Holy fuck. This is not good, at all.

She continued. "He killed my brother and put my freaking father in prison."

"He was trying to protect his family, he did what he had to. And you're brother was fucking heartless, how could someone ever want to kill a child? That is fucking sick." I fired back.

"He should have killed you back then, and my father would be here with me. So I want you completely out if the picture, preferably six feet under."

I froze. "Bianca, killing someone is serious, you don't want to do that-"

"You don't know that," she screamed. "I killed my own mother, so I'm sure as hell that won't have a problem killing you."

Oh my fucking God. This family is fucking sick, and this bitch needs serious help. Who the fuck kills their own ?

Not wanting to get on her bad side, I ignored the comment she made. "If you kill me, Xander will be devastated, you don't want that, do you?"

She looked confused for a moment. "Of course I don't want my future husband to bed sad, especially over some irrelevant girl."

I gritted my teeth. "Then why do you want to hurt him? And what's in the syringe?"

She smiled coldly. "It's something that will make his heart stop in about fifteen minutes, a quick and painless death for my darling. You must have put him under some witch craft or black magic; I hear black people do that. He wouldn't like you otherwise."

I opened my mouth to answer her, but she cut me off.

"Shut up. If I can't have him, then no one can. But I'll give you a choice, out of sympathy. Your life or his? Choose."

"Bianca, I understand that you're hurt, but this is not the way. You're delusional, you need help."

She stabbed the syringe in his thigh, but didn't push it. "What I need is for you to choose, I'll kill you anyways, but this is fun."

And just that moment, Xander woke up.

A look of pure confusion crossed his handsome face. "W-what's happening? Where am I?"

Tears welled in my ears as I watched him. He's awake. He's okay, thank God.

Bianca quickly pulled the syringe out of this thigh and threw it on the bed I was sleeping on before. Smiling sweetly, she held both of Xander's hands.

"Alexander sweetheart, you're finally awake. We can be together as soon as you leave this horrid hospital, and get married. I decided not to wait until graduation, and I already took you're tuxedo measurements when you were sleeping last week."

And Xander looked even more confused than I did before. "Bianca, what are you doing here? And what wedding?" he said as he pulled his hands from hers.

Her face dropped instantly. "Darling, what do you mean? I know you love me, you can stop pretending now."

"I'm not pretending Bianca, I love you, as a friend. You need to understand that," he explained.

And while she was gaping and trying to search for and answer, I silently creeped behind her to get the syringe.

"You don't mean that, I know you love me. Say it!" she screamed. Not aware of me behind her, I dragged her hair and stick the syringe in her neck. But she was stronger than she looked. Pushing me harshly to the floor and causing me to hit my head, she removed the syringe and pulled a small; but sharp looking knife from her pocket.

My eyes widened as she pointed it at my heart and straddled me. Xander was about to help, he was still too weak. "Don't move honey, or I will use this on her."

Xander was struck, but he stared at Bianca. With much effort, he plastered a smile on his face. "Bianca darling, why don't you give me the knife. If you kill her you'll go to jail and we can't get married."

She, like a fucking idiot, believed him. Jumping off of me, she dropped the knife and asked Xander. "Really? I knew you would come around."

I tried to reach for the syringe as Xander bought me time, but that hit really had my head spinning. Due to my short dizzy spell, I accidentally pushed a table, causing the objects to drop off.

Bianca turned around and saw me. Grabbing on to my ankle, she tried to pull me back. But I wasn't having it, pulling my other foot back, I kicked out; slamming it hard in her face. And much to my pleasure, I heard a satisfying crack as she screamed out.

Quickly scrambling, I got in reach of the syringe and took it up. Crawling over to a still weeping Bianca, I stabbed her in the neck with the syringe and pushed it; finally emptying it.

She screamed in agony, which was music to my ears. But I was so filled with rage that I didn't stop there. I have never been so angry in my life. I held her by her hair as slammed her head to the ground repeatedly.

And I swear on my life I wasn't going to stop, but Xander just had to be nice. "Neph, stop. You don't want to kill her." Stopping for a second, I answered him.

"Actually, I do," before I started again.

Somehow, he pulled me off of her and into his arms. "You don't, your stooping to her level, be the bigger person."

Taking my head off his chest, I looked at him as tears trailed down my cheeks. "How can I? She threatened to kill you Xander, and I-I can't lose you."

Wiping my tears, he kissed my forehead. "Well the good thing is I'm here now, and I don't plan on leaving anytime soon."

We heard a groan from the floor, for a second I forgot she was there; and unfortunately alive. How sad. Suddenly, the door burst open and in came the doctors with security guards behind them.

They all looked around with surprise on their face. "What happened here? We got a noise complaint from the room next door."

And I began to explain.

~

Thirty minutes later the police was at the hospital and the doctors, much to my displeasure, had saved Bianca earlier. Helen, Xavier and Mr Carson were here attempting to console us, despite telling them we were fine.

"Hon, if you need anything don't hesitate to ask, I know a good therapist you can both speak to," Helen said, holding our hands.

"We're okay, Helen. I promise," I smiled. I had informed them about Bianca and they were furious.

"But she was always so nice around us," Mr Carson commented.

Helen huffed. "If she was going to be a two-faced witch, she could've tried to make one of them look good."

We all looked at her in surprise before laughing. "Mom, you seemed nice around her," Xander laughed.

"Well, I couldn't exactly tell the girl she looked like God used leftovers to make her," she said. Damn, burn.

"Hey bro, you ready to go home?" Xavier asked.

Surprised, Xander told him that he had to stay for the remainder of the treatment.

Smiling excitedly, Xavier responded, "I know, we arranged for you to be treated at home, with your personal nurse."

"Really? I can't wait to go, and what nurse are you talking about?"

Xavier laughed. "Neph of course. She absolutely refused to let any other woman nurse get near you."

I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll take care of you."

"I know you will," he smiled lacing his hand through mine.

"Come on love birds, time to go home," Helen said, looking at us fondly.

Getting up, I put his hand around shoulder, and helped him to stand up.

"Yes. Let's go home."