Third person P. O. V.
She blinked her eye twice to adjust to the ray of moonlight that was basking the pale looking skin of her face through the window.
" Hey.. She's up" Santiago said with a smile as he stood from his crouched position where he was seated all through the day as he watched the little girl.
He hated this. He hated that he had to suffer an innocent child over the sins of her father. He wished he was dealing with hunter instead, his conscience would have let him handle this a lot easier.
After she had been drained, she just walked to the couch where the squeezed and cried herself to sleep while saying 'daddy or mommy '. It honestly broke a hardened man such as he to see such a small girl endure so much pain.
It was pretty obvious to anyone who saw her that this event would definitely scar her for the rest of her life.
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Iris's P. O. V. The night was windy. Far from being cold, but very windy. And as Mr McConnell had predicted, it was exactly thirty minutes drive from the house. Including the traffic jams and checkpoints. We pulled up in front of a neighborhood that seemed almost too empty to be called a neighborhood. All the lights in the houses were out and the only form of life I had seen in the area was a stray dog. Hunter's reasons for being here? I don't even wanna think about it. " He said house number twenty seven. Can you see the numbers on the houses? " Mr McConnell asked, breaking the silence. Proving he hadn't been here before too. " Yes, we're on fifteen" I replied and watched him nod to my response before forging ahead but at a slower rate this time. But it was only a matter of seconds and we saw ourselves parked in front of house numb
Iris's povHe doesn't know?He doesn't know if he was gonna just disappear?" But you were gonna find louie on your own. You didn't even deem it fit to tell me? Or even provide a feedback on your meeting with Mr Reid? Nothing??" He couldn't give me an answer because the room was dead silent and all i could hear was the sound of Diane's footsteps walking into another room that looks to me like the kitchen. Hunter wasn't even looking me in the eye. His both hands gripped the table before him and he looked at whatever paper was spread out on it." Hunter I asked a question"" Calm it down Pillis, you sound like an over possessive wife" Diane said as she sauntered out of the kitchen to stand by Hunter's side." Her name's Iris and she has every reason to be angry" He started and then looked to me " I'm sorry for
Iris's pov"Have you got the gun? I can't find it anywhere" I heard Diane from my slumber and the object she was looking for basically rang an alarm in my senses.They were in the living room, and with how dark outside still looked through thr window at the other side of the room I can swear I had slept for only two minutes.And I had a terrible headache" I'm with mine, haven't set eyes on yours since you arrived" Hunter replied so casually like they were talking about a day old casserole that had gone missing." I swear to God, I know I had it on me few hours ago"" It could be in your luggage or something, I'm gonna wake Iris up. We should be heading out now" I heard his footsteps approach the room before he pushed the door open softly like he was trying not to jolt me from my sleep." Iris?" " I'
Hunter got down from the car and so did Diane.Then I followed next. No one's leaving me alone. The men had come with cars, all tinted black by the way, that either blocked the road or flanked by the edges" We were asked to give you this" one of the men with a weirdly orange skin hue said as he handed an envelope to Hunter.Diane just walked straight to one of the other men and showed her whatever she had on her laptop. He keenly read or inspected whatever it was she was showing him and gave a sign for another of his colleague to come over.There had to be at least fifteen men present. If this wasn't enough for a bystander to alert authorities, I don't know what was. I quick reminder to how lonely this path was again. And how you could get murdered and no one, not a single soul would be able to find you. The thou
" little bo peep, has lost her sheep and doesn't know where to find them" That's all she had been doing all day, singing rhymes and short songs that popped into her head as she scrunched up her body by the window and peered outside." leave them alone and they'll come home, bringing their tails behind them" She was lonely.As little as she was, an emptiness sat in the core of her stomach and burned deep to her heart. Silent tears were still dripping from her cerulean blue eyes and from time to time, she slowly wiped them away. She looked white, very pale and sickly. Her skin could pass off as a piece of white sandpaper or even cardboard. As the only man she had gotten used to sat across the room from her and watched her frail figure tremble.From cold or fear, he wasn't sure.But one
More roads.We just kept taking curves and bends that felt like they lasted an infinity. For the past few hours I just continued cloud watching and had seen every figure I could.Yup... That was definitely a lego toy. I was honestly tired of staring out my window and there was an eery silence between us. Not like Hunter was shunning me, but he looked deep in thought and I honestly wasn't in the mood to ask him anything at the moment.But I was bored so I did." Hunter?"He didn't even hear me, just staring into a distance with only God knows what running through his mind."Hunter?" I called out a little louder and he responded with a hum." Can I turn on the radio?"" Yeah, sure" his answer came quick and short. Not like I needed more words anyway.I
Iris p.o.v.The ride became too quiet.I know there was silence before but now its just deathly. And I didn't know how to react anymore. I just want to go home.Not home to New York. Home to Saint Alamos. Home to my parents.Just Home, I need that break. I fucking need it.Hunter noticed the drift between us. It was obvious and it was heavy. There was an unknown elephant in the car and neither of us knew what it was to talk about addressing it.Mrs Phoebe is dead.That can't sink in.. It just cannot sink in.All I did was leave to find my daughter and Mrs Phoebe is dead. Meredith is missing. For heaven sakes where do I start with the heart ache. I don't even know if my daughter is alive!The entire universe is spinning. Its spinning in every direction.
We had turned off the music player some minutes ago and continued driving in silence. A really comfortable silence this time around.The news just sat so uncomfortably at the bottom of my belly.Mrs. Phoebe.What exactly did she do to deserve this? Just what?She never hurt anyone, if anything she stayed in her lane. She kept minding her business. Only gave contributions when asked. Never said a bad word to anyone regardless.But now she’s dead and it’s all because I put her in this mess.If I hadn’t gone to her in my pregnancy, she may have never gotten involved with me.She may have been alive.The guilt is killing me, no doubt.My cold feet if possible, just produced ice on my soles.I was getting hungry again and I think the rumble of my stomach gave it away.To be fair, it’s been a while since