Novel & Cerita Ben Can You Hear Me

Isabella P.O.V. *Beep* *beep* *beep* The sound of the incisive beeping gets louder and louder in my ear until it’s almost unbearable. I can hear someone talking quietly somewhere near me, and I recognize the voices as Elijah and Lauren, with an unfamiliar female.

Yellows eyes watching me from the ceiling. I blink and they are gone. I am safe inside here, I must have been dreaming again. I turn over and Ben is gone I hear his voice faintly. I wonder who he is talking to at this hour. I hope everything is okay. I get out of bed and follow his voice I hear coming through an open window in the living room. I crouch down and listen quietly. “No, I haven’t had a chance yet” Ben whispered, “I’ve just located one.”

A faint, distant howl rings out. I stiffen and stand tall, perking my ears and straining to hear it again. A few seconds later, another faint howl rings out. My heart slams hard against my chest. I whip my head around and stare at Bethany’s wide eyes. Nothing is coming through the pack link, but I know what I’m hearing. That is our call when there is an intruder or someone has been attacked.

He never did. I close my eyes and reach out through the mindlink, “Father, can you hear me?”

Lucas fed me, bathed me, worked my stiff limbs until they remembered how to move. Little by little, I got stronger. I was still shaky, but soon I could walk. Finally, the day came to leave the hospital. Lucas held me steady as we stepped outside. I breathed in the crisp air. "Mommy!" a tiny voice squealed. I turned and saw a little girl—maybe four—racing toward me. She threw her arms around my waist. "You finally woke up!" Lucas lifted her so she could cling to me tighter, his eyes glassy. "She's back, Lily. Mommy's really back."

James was sitting in the dark living room, the glow of his cigarette flickering faintly. Seeing me enter, he jerked his head up, exhaustion written all over his face. He rushed over and pulled me into a tight embrace. "Babe, where have you been?" Then, realizing I couldn't hear him, he let go and signed, "I've been calling and texting you all day. Why didn't you answer?" I glanced at my phone and replied coldly, "Battery died, so it was off." He let out a sigh of relief. "I thought I did something to upset you."

“Then I will stand guard at her door until she decides to come out. Can she still here me when I speak out loud? Bobby informed and asks my dad. I just continued to sit on my bed and cry. Why doesn’t he just leave already, and spare my heart. “Yes son she can hear you, weather she chooses to listen is another thing all together.” Dad said. Then I heard two sets of feet walking away. That only means Bobby is still standing outside my door.

Got him, he’s unconscious and I’m bringing him back. [Unconscious, or dead? There is a difference between the two.] [Haha, you got jokes today, Little Luna. I can’t interrogate him if he’s dead. I opted for information from him, not his death. A big distinction between you and me.] “Why can I hear the mind-link so well? It’s also like I can feel what’s being said. I can feel the emotions, the smiles, the jokes, It’s vibrant, vivid, it’s its own thing.” Benji asks us, mesmerized.

Sebastian and I both gawked and then leaned in close. A single cursor blinked onscreen, then typed out a few words: Hi Lily. It’s Eve. “Holy shit,” Sebastian muttered. “Oh my God!” I squealed. “Sebastian, type ‘How did you know we were here?’” “Type it yourself,” he said, scootching back his chair so I could get to the keyboard. Suddenly the cursor moved. No need to type, I can hear you just fine. I stared at the screen, then at Sebastian. “What the hell?! How can she hear us?!”

Benny hadn’t said a word in almost 12 hours but sometimes, his lips moved but he didn't actually say words. It was like he was talking to ghosts only he could see. And every time I leaned closer, I hoped to catch something, anything that sounded like coordinates, a name or even a riddle that might help me get my children back. Instead, all I ever heard was nonsense. Nursery rhymes, chopped up phrases or maybe madness. Right now, I honestly didn’t know which was worse. Suddenly my phone started ringing and I flinched, staring at the screen. It was Mom on the line.