Lost in You novel Chapter 89

James shows me his weakness, his tears, and his helplessness.

But the problem between us is not so simple to solve.

I can only be cruel, and pretend to see nothing.

"James, I can't pretend that nothing has happened. If my mom and dad can survive, maybe there is future between us." I say cruelly.

James looks up, his eyes fierce and cold. "Let’s wait and see."

He gets up angrily and closes the door with a bang.

I look at his back, feeling painful in my heart.

I am completely imprisoned by James. I couldn't go out, do anything, or even see Ella.

Without any freedom, I look out of the window at the sunset and sunrise, and my heart is in a panic.

I do not know what is in store for me, and I can only passively accept everything.

James doesn’t come to see me again. I call him, text him. I did everything I could, but James just wouldn't show up.

"James! Get out! You can't just keep me imprisoned! Let me go!" I sent a text to James, but he never replies.

He is deliberately avoiding me, emotionally abusing me.

I can't settle down. I must settle the matter now!

My room is on the second floor, and I lean out of the window, but the people downstairs come and notice me.

They are staring at me all the time.

I don't have any way of getting out of here.

"James! Are you crazy! Are you going to leave me in the room all my life?" I yell at the phone.

My message to Morley also receives no response. I wonder if James intercepts the message. He has the ability.

Without help, I can't contact anyone. Would I await my doom?

No! I want to see Ella. I want to get out of here.

There is only one way.

There is a fruit knife on the table.

"Bang!" I kick open the door and put the knife to my neck.

"Miss Carl, what do you want?" The bodyguard looks at me nervously.

The knife is pointed at my aorta, and as long as I cut it, I would soon be bleeding!

I hold up my neck and say, "Send James to me! Right now! If he doesn’t come to me, I'll die here! Let him come here!"

The person in front of me is taken aback and picks out the phone.

I stare at them with a sneer. I don't know what they would say to James, but I bet James wouldn't want me to die or get hurt.

"James, if you don't come to see me, you will only see my dead body! I give you half an hour! Did you hear me?" I shout.

The bodyguard gives me the phone and says, "Miss Carl, would you like to answer the phone?"

He stands a few meters away from me. I look at him warily and say, "Don't come over here. On speakerphone!" The knife gets closer to the artery.

"OK! Fine! Don't be impulsive!" He leaves the phone on speakerphone.

"Carolina what are you going to do?" James's cold voice reaches my eardrums.

His voice is so cold, as if he doesn't care about my life.

That's good. The more you hate me, the bigger the chance I can be free.

"James, what do you want?" I ask back.

I am aware of the people around me, slowly leaning back against the wall. The hand holding the knife is already sweaty.

"Are you threatening me? If I don't come to you, you will kill yourself? Or is this the way to force me to set you free?" James laughs at me. "You think highly of yourself," he says.

His words make me embarrassed, as if I am sure that I can threaten him, but if I don't try it, how would I know?

"James, you hate me. I hate you, too. Does it work out if we go on like this? Come and see me, and we'll talk. It would be better for both of us.” I force myself to calm down.

“Carolina, you misunderstood it. I'm keeping you here just to watch you freak out. You should feel the same way about how hard you've made me feel."

Suddenly, my heart seems to have no consciousness. I don’t feel the pain; I do not feel the sadness. My heart has been numb.

I look up and see the camera in front of me, and if I guess it correctly, James is looking at me through the camera.

I stop talking, just slowly pressing harder on my hand.

There is a sharp pain in my neck and at the same time I smell blood.

It is already bleeding.

"Miss Carl! Stop it! Let go of the knife!” The security guard shouts at my ears.

The next moment I hear James's panicked voice, "Carolina, what are you doing? What are you doing! Let go of the knife!!"

I play my trump card. I withstand the pain and say, "James, I want to see you. Did you hear me? If you don't show up, I will die in front of you. You must be looking at me now, right? No matter how high definition the camera is, you will see the blood pouring out of my neck. Do you want to see it? I can satisfy you."

I smile, with the most beautiful smile in my life to say goodbye to myself.

My hands are shaking, my body is shaking, and I use the last bit of my dignity to force James.

"Carolina, stop! Did you hear me!" He helplessly and painfully says, "I will arrive at once, did you hear!"