Chapter Twenty-Three

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The roads were bumpy as we continued down them. I didn't know why we had to go so far away from the city. I stared down at my bound wrists. April didn't want to take the risk of me escaping. I wasn't planning on it. I didn't have the energy or will to do anything.

We'd been driving for days now. I didn't know where we were going but I knew it was far, far away from the city, away from Raph.

We set up camp for the night. People bussled around. Some were setting up tents, others preparing meals, and then the brothers, discussing plans with April and Casey. Most of the people here were officers from the local police department. Some civilians but not many. Donnie came up to me and held out a bowl. I didn't have much of an appetite so I turned away and stared at the fire. After a few minutes Leo came over.

"You need to eat something." I remained silent, just watching the ashes from the flames fly into the air. "You haven't eaten in 3 days. Raph wouldn't want this for you." I snap, jumping up. "Stop telling me what to do! I'm not some charity case. And you have no idea what he wants. None of you do. He said to wait. You didn't wait. And now you have me chained up like a Damn animal because you're afraid I'm going to run back and save him." I bite my lip, trying to hold back tears.

"He told me he loved me. He kissed me. And now I'll never get the chance to tell him how I feel." I sit down and cover my face. "I'm not going to run away. I've given up hope of ever seeing him again. You took that from me. You don't have to take my freedom as well."

Its quiet for a while then I feel the rope around my hands fall. I move my hands away from my face and stare at Leo. "You're right. It was wrong of us to tie you up. I'm sorry. But please, can you eat something. I promised Raph I'd keep you alive at all cost." He stares at me for a moment before walking away. I look at the bowl next to me. It looked like some kind of oatmeal. I sigh and turn away from it. What was the point of eating to stay alive if the only person I ever loved was dead?

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