Chapter 27

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I was currently laying on my stomach with a book in the trunk. It had been a week. No sign of Danger. Of course, the lump in my throat never goes away as I shivered with the slightest noise.

That was suffocating but Sam and Lizzy came along and spent time with me.

I looked out of the window only to find Sam sitting near a log with a cup in his hands.
I wished I could relax and enjoy the serene silence since we had parked somewhere in a forest. Who am I kidding?? I couldn't even stand straight for 10 minutes as lack of sleep kicked in.

Overthinking had me agitated throughout the night...

I hadn't seen Mateo since the day he told me about his terrible past. It was more like a surprise for me. A surprise that aggravated my anxiety...

The thought of Damien doing such a thing made me disgust and hate him with all of my guts more and more. Damien was not in terms of humanity. The lack of empathy is shown in his glazing eyes.

I even wondered how could he bear my ass without killing me on the spot whenever I provoked him.

My thoughts were interrupted by a tap over my shoulder. It was ....Lizzy...

'I had no choice but had to bear their touches.
I had found out I should fight him back by not allowing him to take over my own sanity. Even if it wouldn't do anything to his doings, it would help me not to collapse.'

'The Isolation. That was what he wanted. He wanted to snatch and lock me up from the world.'

I wrapped myself with a blanket and followed her outside. She gestured for me to sit down on a log as she handed me a mug. It smelled.. chocolate...

The whole week, Lizzy tried to make a conversation with me, but I didn't want to talk about anything... My mind was blank.

Sam guy, didn't talk to me instead he looked at me without sympathy whatsoever.

I learned that Mateo was planning on using me to trap Damien. And thus why he went off, planning something for the whole week. I felt uneasy as nauseous churned in my stomach. I didn't know what Mateo was capable of, but what I know was, that if something went wrong, it will be Our Doom.

I was thinking if Mateo wanted to kill Damien then what was Mateo doing with Lizzy? Lizzy was Damien's sister after all. Does she know anything about Mateo's sister??

I shook off my thoughts. "None of my business" I mentally noted.

" Vivan..." Lizzy let out a whisper, "Wanna try some soup? You haven't been eating well," I heard her mumbling as I looked down at my hot chocolate mug. I wasn't planning to talk to her or anyone else. I was worried sick for my parents...

With an exasperated sigh, she stood in front of me so closely making me a bit uncomfortable.

She sat down at eye level with me as I kept avoiding her gaze. I flinched as she touched and pulled my hands into her warm hands.

The touch was ...amazing. Warm.

Her hands were unlike Damien's cold hands those were ready to break if I made one wrong mistake.

'No matter how small the mistake was, Damien had always made me suffer in the worst ways.'

The touch in Lizzy's gentleness feels like securing me. The assurance.

"Want me to tell you how are you feeling, honey?" She smiled while patting my hands on her hands soothingly.

I couldn't help myself anymore. I was scared of everything. Scared of being tortured, hurt, and threatened by my parents' lives. "I'm scared," I sobbed and she reluctantly wiped my tears off.

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