All Chapters of Prisoner: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

>> "Stop it, Elliot! Stop it! Leave him alone; he's not to blame for anything!" Collette Gun's piercing screams shattered Oliver's ears as he was severely beaten. "I should have done this from the damn day I found out! I'm sick of keeping this thing! Sick of your indifference! I told you I wanted all your love!" Each scream was followed by a blow harder than the last. "Stop it, please! Elliot, I beg you, stop!" Heavy tears came out of Collette's emerald eyes; she never imagined that person would punish her beloved son. As if it were a spell, the black-haired man stopped for a few seconds, turning his eyes away from the child and directing them towards his beloved wife. It was the darkest and most twisted look Collette had ever seen. "I killed that bastard because he stole all your love and attention from me. I gave you everything, Collette; I allowed this scum to stay al

The following day they continued their way to the city of Neshala in silence. Oliver played with a branch, throwing it at the pet that accompanied them. Chrystal also participated in the game sometimes. She enjoyed watching how Oliver was having fun in a space full of nature; he seemed to be calmer in this environment than in the city. She agreed with him, as most of her childhood was spent in the woods with her parents, learning to hunt and survive in that environment. It was fun, and now she was grateful for all those days. They stopped at a river to try to catch some fish that were around. "All right, this should work for piercing the body; watch how I do it so you can try it later." The redhead gave instructions, sharpening a large branch, putting her feet in the river, and waiting for the right moment to catch the fish. "You must stay focused, the water pressure is not very strong, and you must be steady so you don't fall in. Watch how fast the f

>>The world is much bigger and more beautiful than this, Oli. Some of my stories are fiction; they don't exist, but others, like today's, are real, and I was hoping you could pay close attention in case I can't escape with you. I need you to remember these indications. Before living here, I had a family; they loved me in their way and wanted the best for me. My parents wanted me to live like a queen so much that they forgot my happiness and my voice to decide my life... I am entirely sure that they would help us if we asked them. Do you see the sea outside the barriers? On the other side is more land, where I used to live, the city of Neshala. It's big and beautiful; it has a lot of parks and malls. The plan is to escape to the Golden Star, but if something happens and you get out of there, you must go to Neshala. You will know that you have arrived by the mountains that look like Viking helmets. It would help if you looked for a public phone, like the one we have here but much more

Who could think that a person could love someone so much even after death? All those stories about soul mates and impossible loves were real; Donnell Dunn knew it since he saved that young girl with emerald eyes. When their gazes connected, Donnell was hypnotized by the gems that the girl had as eyes, it was the first thing he saw in her, and that was enough to fall in love.He thought he was crazy for thinking that way about a stranger, but he had never felt that way. Donnell knew many pretty girls who didn't catch his attention, but her... it was love at first sight. He didn't regret loving her with all his being; he regretted not being able to save her and give her the life she deserved.He thought he would die that day when the maniac Elliot hit him, shot him near the heart, and threw him into the ravine. He still remembered Collette's desperate screams, begging Elliot not to kill him, that he was crazy. He remembered how much he wanted to tell her not to worry and

"Are you old enough to buy a gun?" The old gray-haired man looked doubtfully at the two youths who had appeared in his store once it opened. Even though the redhead looked older and had her official ID, it seemed strange to him that two boys would want to buy a gun that wasn't for hunting. "Of course, and we have money… if that's what you're worried about." Oliver stopped paying attention to the conversation, admiring all kinds of weapons and instruments to hunt animals or whatever they were used for. He was creeped out by that place despite having heat in the area; he did not like guns. Oliver had been threatened countless times with one, but he could not think of any other way to defend himself from Mr. Craig and his guards. He had to leave fear behind and be able to shoot like the hooded gentleman from the night before. "Oliver, let's go. We have what we need." Chrystal Daly tapped his shoulder to get his attention; the boy turned and nodde