Chapter 39

CHLOE

I opened my eyes slowly and I couldn’t exactly recognize where I was. I seemed to have passed out for a bit.

My head spun and my body ached. I tried to sit up on the bed but it only made it worse. I seemed to have the craziest dream, but I couldn’t remember the details.

I looked around trying to figure out where I was. Apart from the bed I was sitting on there was not much else in the room. There was only a small table and a cupboard. It was a small room.

As my eyes scanned the room looking for clues as to where I was, I eventually looked at my self. My clothes were tattered and there was blood all over me.

I slowly began to freak out as my memories seemed to return like a tsunami.

Mark, My mum….. Mackenzie!!

The image of mark lying in a pool of his own blood punched me in the gut. And my mum…. Vincent…

I couldn’t bring myself to complete the thought as my heart threatened to rip itself apart.

I laid there on the bed and mourned. I cried so