Bryan's POV I must have turned my car around five times already on my way to Danielle's house. I didn't know anything could make me so nervous. I have paraded these roads, wondering if I should or shouldn't go to see Danielle. It would have been easier if I knew the way to her home. The last time I tried to take her home, I got rejected…well not exactly. The GPS kept telling me where to go and how to get to Danielle's, following the address Linda gave. She has proved useful over the past few days, getting more information although nothing was new, yet. I took a final U-turn at the end of St. Theresa High School. I have been there several times, wandering like a lost sheep. As I proceeded, I got closer to my destination. I do not know how the place looks but I hope I get it right away. I stopped the car and looked left. There was a brown house with a little garden beside it. It was a duplex, the walls were decorated with Lily and that cannot be mistaken.
Danielle's POV I stood there, tapping my foot with folded arms. Gabriel was the first to come in, then Mila, Lila then Ella. I stood beside the bar and watched as they tiptoed inside the house. Gabriel looked left and right like he was about to cross the road, hiding or should I say guarding the kids behind him. "Where were you?" I asked as he was about to take a step. He froze up and looked at me with one leg in the air. He stumbled a little before settling back on his feet. The kids held a part of his pants and peeped from the side of his legs with some…bags…shopping bags. Where have they been? They didn't take the car, did they walk all the way there? He cleared his throat and scratched his head with his left hand. He does that when he wants to lie or when he has nothing to say. "I took them shopping, they kept on telling me they wanted to go out. You weren't around so we sort to leave as quickly as possible." I left where I stood. I was in fr
Bryan's POV The afternoon was hot and lonely. Being in the office alone and once again staring at the empty chair and table that held the absence of Danielle. Lord, I miss her so much. Her kids…Ella, she had my eyes. Maybe it's all not a coincidence and maybe I need to get closer to her. I love the child's eyes. Gold like mine. I need to see their Father and question him. Why would he have my eyes, why? Mexico, that's where she said he went to. I might as well take a trip to Mexico sometime soon. The door sprung open and Isabelle walked in the majestic way she always did. Her hips moved left and right, I fear they might break one day. She was too intentional. She was trying so hard to do everything and I don't know why. She sat on the table and locked her index finger. I didn't see anything sexual about it. "Come now, don't make that face," she said and walked over to my chair. The scent of her shampoo wasn't pleasing, so I tried to pretend not to ha
Danielle's POV This morning, I feel like some type of hero going on a rescue mission or should I say a quest to save a life. Apart from the fact that I am going to wherever Alex called it to save my best friend, I feel like I would do this for anyone if I get the chance to. I sighed and looked at the map Alex stretched on his table in the bar. He already sent everyone and changed the sign outside from open to closed. He was being nice suspiciously and that didn't feel right. I killed that thought and focused on how we were going to help Clara out. I told the kids and Pa that we were going on adult exercise. Pa thought we were going to the club or for some 18+ party. We dressed like it, hoping no one would notice we were going on a quest. A quest, that's what I call it. That's what I want it to be called. I could feel the enthusiasm flow through my veins with my blood. I wanted to explore this part of living and see what the journey would hold. "I sent on
Danielle's POV I kept running without looking back. I took my left and ran inside the woods which were very close to the warehouse. I still heard gunshots. Where is everyone? What happened? I rested on a tree and looked at the warehouse. I have come this far. I eased my breath and regulated my breathing. One…two…three…nobody's dying, nothing is happening to them in the woods. I kept running, dodging every fallen tree or branch. The sounds of gunshots echoed through the woods, breeding more fear in me. The way I ran made it look like I had been practicing how to run in the woods for a very long time. With extinct determination, I made my way into the warehouse unnoticed. Most of the guards had gone into the woods to see what was happening. This is all my fault, I won't be able to forgive myself if anything happens to anyone. I tiptoed into the dark warehouse. A very uncomfortable smell came from the warehouse. I looked around, making sure not to make any sound
Bryan's POVThe kids called me into a dark hallway, hushing me every time I tried to speak. When we got to a more silent place. They let go of my arms and murmured among themselves. I cleared my throat and looked at them.“hmm, about where mom went with uncle, I heard she was trying to go to see somewhere,” Ella, the one with my eyes spoke.I bent down and looked at them, “what do you mean?” I asked.Mila played with my shirt buttoning and unbuttoning the wrist. “Last night, mom and uncle were in the room together overnight, they were talking about how to attack a place and save someone named Clara.”“She's not sure though, I’m not sure Mom would ever go somewhere without telling us,” Lila said.Danielle was in the room alone with Gabriel? Why did I find that more threatening than the fact that they went to look for someone? Wait, I need to think more about it. “Is something bothering you, Bigger Uncle?” Ella asked. When I looked up, I found them staring at me with so much worry wri
Bryan's POV "Danielle?" I called out again. I walked rapidly, scattering anything I found on the way. My thoughts kept drifting to Danielle, is she dead? What should I do? Was she shot? I shook my head and walked further. Then I found her, with one other girl and a man lying on the ground. Seeing that she was still sitting upright brought a big calm to my mind. It was as if I had been saved from drowning in an ocean. I sighed in relief, "you're alive," I said and approached them. Her head was facing the ground while the other lady who turned out to be Clara knelt beside her. The scene wasn't getting as reassuring as it was when I realized she was alive. Alive but not moving. "She's injured, I think she passed out," Clara said. Injured? This is my fault, I should have come earlier instead of sitting in the car and contemplating. "Can you stand up?" I asked Clara and she nodded. "Good." I carried Danielle princess style and headed for the door. I let my guard down, we were alre
Danielle's POV I opened my eyes slowly, trying to clear off my blurry vision. My head hurts, my body aches. I could hear the sounds of my kids playing around. When I finally opened my eyes totally, I looked around and nothing was familiar. Where am I? I could still hear the chuckles of my kids but they were nowhere to be found. I was in a room, painted white. Almost everything in the room was white. Am I dead? Is this paradise? Or this heaven? If so, why doesn't it look like anything we were taught on earth? I sat up and found a drip connected to one of my veins on the back of my left hand. Am I sick in heaven? I wasn't making any sense. I managed to sit up and put my feet on the ground. "Mila? Ella? Lila?" I called out. I can't be dead, I can't be hearing things. I have kids to protect and I still have a life to live. What exactly happened out there? The last thing I remembered was that I was attacked with Clara beside me. There was a gunshot…that was all. Was I shot? I ch