Ethan puts the phone down.He feels cold, really fucking cold. Like there's ice in his veins. Incredible how he leaves for five fucking seconds and everything goes to shit. Half the house is destroyed, Damien's hiding out somewhere licking his wounds. Amelia and his kid have disappeared and no one knows where they are. Or if they're even alive. Kathy's dead. The staff members are all dead. Theo has lost her fucking mind. She's been hospitalized, and they think maybe she'll have to be institutionalized. She won't stop muttering to herself. She broke her leg again.What the hell is going on in that city?When he got his shit and left, it was simply to avoid drama. Plus, if he didn't, he'd kill Damien. They just weren't seeing eye to eye. Damien would never accept that he's a cold-hearted and selfish bastard, so Ethan decided to leave. He wanted no part in what was to come.He's only relieved that he isn't dead. How close was that? They tore all their barriers down and got to the place t
I don't want to be here.I'm pacing around Devon's living room and I know it's irritating him but I can't bring myself to stop. I'm worried about Damien. I don't know what I'll do with myself if I find out he's dead. Whoever the bosses are aren't going to let him live for too long. There's no news, and I have no way of knowing whether he got away or not.Devon won't tell me and I won't ask.It's been eighteen hours since we left the mansion and Devon and I haven't exchanged a single word. He got us food that neither of us could eat. I have no appetite at the moment and I couldn't make Brad eat. I took him to the bedroom because I couldn't stand the way Devon was looking at him. It's like he didn't what him to be there, like his presence was bothering him. I told him to wait there and when I checked on him again, he was asleep.I feel so sorry for him that I could cry whenever I look at him. I can't begin to imagine how all of this might feel for him. It's not fair to him. He's so youn
Devon's gone.He's been gone for about two hours. The only problem is that he locked me in, so there's no way I can get out of here.I don't know what his plans are. Is he keeping me here solely because he intends to keep my from harm's way or is there something else? I can't trust him completely. Devon's a selfish bastard who's capable of anything.I'm mostly worried about Brad's safety.Devon's left it perfectly clear that he doesn't want him here. He's bothered by his presence, which is upsetting because Brad's just a child and he's been through so much. He's still asleep and I hope he sleeps for the rest of the day, because I don't know what I'll do if he wakes up and starts demanding answers. It's only natural that he'll want to know where his mother is.I can't be the one to answer those questions.I don't have any experience with children. I know the basics, but that's about it. If he throws a tantrum, I'll probably cry along with him.It's getting dark and I'm getting anxious.
Devon watches her from his bedroom window. He's furious at her for being such a fucking ungrateful brat, but he's also worried about her. He kicked her out because he couldn't stand the way she was looking at him, like she was afraid he'd pounce at her or something. Also, she wouldn't shut the fuck up about Keller. He can't stand it when she talks about him. She has a lot of audacity, she really does. The fact that she treated him like some kind of villain is mind-blowing.Couldn't she see that he was just trying to keep her safe?She rounds a corner and disappears with the kid. He suppresses the urge to go after her. She made her decision and he can't do anything about it. He's not the kind of man to run after anyone. He kicked her out and he's not turning back, but a small part of him wants him, too. It's not enough, though, so she's in her fucking own from now on.He tries not to think of their conversation, but it's really fucking hard. He decided he wouldn't tolerate her shit the
The car stops.We haven't been in here for long, approximately thirty minutes, I don't know. The trunk pops open and the two men who shoved me in here drag me out. A third one's getting Brad out, who's still kicking and screaming. I've never felt this powerless. They could kill him in front of me and I wouldn't be able to do a thing."Where are you taking us?" I demand.None of them answer me. I'm taken up a flight of stairs, so my guess is they're taking us to some kind of apartment. That means there are other people around, neighbors. This calms me, but my fear worsens when I realize that I have no idea of what they plan on doing to us.A door creaks as it opens and they release me. I try to stand upright, but my knees give out and I sink to my knees. Behind me, I hear Brad whimpering, and I'm shaking so badly that I can't focus. They remove the hood. The light's glare stings my eyes, so I blink repeatedly until my vision adjusts. As my vision clears, I'm shocked and appalled at the
Theo doesn't take her eyes off me as she makes her way down the corridor. Brad has somehow managed to get to my side, and he's holding onto my arm.I didn't think she'd be here.Ethan didn't mention it and I'm sure he did it on purpose. He wanted to surprise me. He's really out to get me, and at this rate if I don't die at the hands of Eduardo or the Browns, he'll kill me himself.She looks at Brad for a long time. I wonder what she's thinking. How does she feel about him? He's her nephew, but if Damien couldn't bring himself to love him, what's Theo supposed to feel? No, that's not necessarily true. Because when he looked at me that night, I felt it in my bones that he wanted me to get to Brad. He didn't say anything, but it's like I knew. That can only mean that in his own way, he does care? Or perhaps he cares, but doesn't know it yet. It's his son. There's no way he doesn't have feelings for him.Especially when Brad is an exact copy of him.I sense that she wants to have a word w
Damien hears the door to the apartment open.He doesn't need to look to know it's Ethan. It's six in the morning. He hasn't had any sleep. He was up all night worrying about Amelia. He couldn't bear the thought that she might be hurt somewhere.He's also worried about Brad.The mansion was searched and thankfully, their bodies weren't found, which can only mean that she went for him and that they're together. That's the only good news he's received in the last forty-eight hours. But there are complications along with that. He doesn't know if the men who attacked him took her and Brad. If by some miracle she managed to escape, she should've been found by now. He knows that's unlikely, simply because he knows that the chances of her leaving the area without being detected is slim.When his men managed to get him and Theo away from the action, he refused to leave without Amelia. But they'd searched everywhere for her and they hadn't found her. By then, most of Eduardo's men were dead and
Amelia's in this building. He's sure of it. He saw those men drag her inside along with the kid and she hasn't come back out ever since.He's been watching for hours. It's almost daybreak and he's still here, glued to his car seat and waiting for God knows what. He needs a strong drink, but he'll worry about that later.The men came out approximately two minutes after taking her inside. They didn't stay long. She wasn't with them, and because of that, he didn't feel the need to follow them. He'd know where the fuck they came from, but leaving her here wasn't part of his plan. This area isn't the worst in the city, which makes him wonder why they brought her here. Is she in one of those apartments right now? He imagines her gagged and tied in a dark room, desperate, and it fills him with dread.He doesn't know what he's waiting for.He can't hang around here forever. He's got to be in the office in an hour, but what about Amelia? Will he just leave her here. He doesn't even know what's