TMUW 16: Black Van

Weeks passed, and I had fully recovered. I still felt a slight pain in my neck, but it was manageable.

During those weeks, I hadn't heard anything from Lucas. Noah had been taking care of me diligently, and now I was on my way to Lucas's house.

I didn't know what came over me, why I wanted to go to our house.

When I arrived, I hesitated before getting out of the car. I stared at our house, which seemed even more desolate now.

I firmly closed my eyes and started the car to head home when I noticed another car approaching in the side mirror.

I swallowed hard, turned off my car's engine, and waited for Lucas's car to arrive. It took a few moments, but I heard his car door open.

I waited in my car for him to get out, but minutes passed, and he didn't. Impatiently, I got out of my car and walked toward his. I could barely speak when I saw his condition.

"Lucas," I called out to him. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be bearing the bruises and wounds on his arms.

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