Chapter 22
Declan:
Today the sky is a cloud-covered, gloom-stricken, dull desolate grey. A whole fucking mood, one that would dwindle and desiccate as the hours progres
Chapter 23Declan:The continuous vibration in my pocket halts only a brief moment before beginning again as it has for the last ten minutes. Finally having enough of i
Chapter 24Ella:
Chapter 25Declan:Water swooshes down my throat in icy cold gulps as I slam the perspiration covered glass down on my kitchen counter, the noise reverberating the room, a pale comparison to my mother's endless pounding on my
Chapter 26Ella:A boundless bottomless ache sits somberly in my chest as I lay in my mom's bed. Silently my tear ducts leak and soak her pillow all the while watching&
Chapter 27Wes:It only took Thomas a few minutes to pick the lock of the door, as he talked lightly about the times they used to play in the sandbox building homes for
Chapter 28Declan:Slamming my apartment door shut, I chuck my keys on the table itching to break something, anything at this point.
Chapter 29Ella:One week later.I'm a hole, a pit, a depthless cavity. A spiral of dark twisting deep inside of me. Hours feel like days. Days feel like weeks, and weeks feel like months. My mother is gone, Declan is gone, and pieces of me are gone. Stolen, taken, kidnapped. The same three words said multiple times a day, multiple times an hour. Shredding my ears and my heart and my mind into something dark, something critical, something desperate. And I don't think I've ever been so pathetically desperate in my life.Day by day, Declan's heartbreaking face lights up the tv screen on channel ten news right beside my mothers. His eyes of green forests and vast beautiful grasslands are not the
**Trigger Warning** (abuse) If that makes you uncomfortable please skip this chapter.Chapter 30Declan:My eyes shoot open as my body becomes fucking frigid. Extremely gelid water being thrown onto my bare skin feeling like shards of ice piercing into my flesh. Like millions of needles poking and poking and poking. A choked gasp falls right past my lips as my body immediately begins to convulse in uncontrollable shivers causing my teeth to chatter. The water is so extremely cold it burns as if blue blazing fire is covering me from head to toe. Between gasped breaths, I recognize the two men showering me in Arctic water, my cousin Matthew and Julian's right-hand man Jason.Directly in