His Child

Chapter 22

Willow's POV

What is he doing here? He just vanished for over a year and then suddenly comes back. What is going on?

I look around to see Abbott gone. Where the hell did Abbott go? Is Abbott in on this? What is happening? Why is Justin suddenly back here?

"Alright Willow I don't have much time, so I need you to listen and believe every word I'm about to say. I'm sorry for disappearing for over a year but I have a plan. I've been working on it for a year so it's all planned out. Everything will be fine. I'll tell you more later. We can't leave yet but I promise we'll leave soon. I've found your dad and you can go back to him. Everything will be good. I've got it all planned out. Just trust-"

He never got to finish his sentence. Ryan storms through the doorway, aiming a gun at Justin. A gun? No! He can't kill Justin.

"Don't-"

But I was too late. The gun went off. The bang. The loud-

"WILLOW!"

My eyes fling open and I struggle to breath. It was just a nightmare Willow. Calm down. No one's dead. Everything is fine.

But it seemed so real. Thinking about Isaac and everything. Thinking about Isaac's future. Everything seemed like it was real.

I look up to see Ryan standing over me. "What the fuck were you screaming about?"

"S-sorry. It was j-just a nightmare." I mutter, staring at my feet.

"Alright. I want you in my office in five minutes. Go clean yourself up a little."

Knowing better to argue, I just nod. I take a few more deep breathes to try to calm down. It's fine Willow. It's just a dream. Dreams don't happen. Justin didn't die. He won't get killed by Ryan. It's fine. Ryan won't kill one of his men, would he? No he won't. Just ask Ryan where Justin is. That would be a whole heap easier. Ask him where he is.

I cradle Isaac in my arms and walk upstairs to clean myself up. I probably have got makeup running down my face.

As I walk into the bathroom, I think more about my dream. It's true though. The parts about Isaac.

He doesn't deserve this. He deserves someone much better then Ryan as his father. He deserve to have an experienced, caring, protective mum. I'm only eighteen. I have no idea what I'm doing. He needs a loving mother and father. He deserves that. He deserves a better family.

It's true. I need to look harder for an escape opportunity. I need to get Isaac out of here. He doesn't deserve this. Get out of here for his sake. Try harder. Fight for it. Isaac deserves a life.

I look down at Isaac, who's still asleep in my arms. He's so peaceful. He looks just like the dream. I really do wish he could stay peaceful. He shouldn't have to grow up and be part of this stupid gang. I need to get him out of here. I have to do anything to keep him safe. He needs a normal life with a caring family. He shouldn't be in my shitty mess. This is all my fault. Why did I walk through the alley? Why did I get that baby aborted? Why didn't I fight against Ryan more. Why didn't I try escape? Why didn't I try harder? This is all my fault. This whole situation is my fault.

I blink away the tears and sigh. Why didn't I try harder? Why didn't I do something differently?

I go back downstairs and head towards Ryan's office. I take a deep breathe before knocking. I hear some shuffling and voices before someone yells come in.

I open the door with my free hand, still holding Isaac. Why does Ryan need me in his office? What does he want?

I look around his office and nearly die. There he is. Right before me. Justin. Not dead. Not shot. Not injured. Perfectly fine. What if my nightmare meant something? What if Justin is really going to help me?

Do you know how likely that is Willow? His brother is second in command. That's just not going to happen. Stop thinking about Justin. You need to plan Isaac's way out of here. You need to get him away from here. Far, far away. Isaac's future can't be messed up by this gang. He deserves a future.

Ryan smirks as he looks up. "Willow. Nice of you to join us. Take a seat."

I walk over to his desk and sit down on the seat next to Justin. I don't bother looking at Justin. I can't believe I dreamt he would help me. Would he really help me though? What did he mean before he vanished for a year?

It's probably a trap. I need to get Isaac out of here. I'm not going to rely on other people. They'll just betray me.

"Willow I need you to do something for me. Well you don't have a choice, but we can do this the easy way or the hard way. That is your choice. I need you to ring Owen and Jemma and tell him how much you hate them. You've run off with your boyfriend because you can't stand being apart of the family anymore."

I blink at him in shock. I can't do that. What if it's the last time I get to talk to them? Why do I have to do this now? What about a year ago when Ryan first got me? Why now?

"Listen Willow. You do this, our relationship can carry on how it is. You don't do this, I kill Jemma and Owen, raise Isaac by myself and make your life a living hell. What's it to be?"

I keep blinking at him. I don't want to do this but he can't kill Jemma and Owen. He can't take Isaac away. He's my happiness. He's the reason I'm still here. I'm still fighting for him. He's the reason I haven't completely lost hope.

"F-fine." I finally manage to stammer. "I'll call them."

Ryan smirks at me and passes me his phone. I take a few deep breathes before picking up his phone. You've got this. You can call them. Do it for their safety. You're not being selfish. It's for their own safety. Lie for their own safety. They would much rather be lied to then to be dead.

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