Elle's p.o.v
*later on*
I have been sitting in the old office that James gave us for about an hour and a half, reading some stupid love story that I found on the bookshelf. It made me think about my love life. It's pretty non-existent at the moment, and probably will be forever.
I put the book down and decided to focus on my family rather than a husband that will never exist. I thought about my Mum and Dad and how they were probably worried sick to their stomachs, as they ALWAYS were. My brother Joe, who I was quite close to, I bet he even misses me, despite the arguments we had all the time as teenagers. My flatmate and best friend Katy, oh I miss her so much, having a girl there to talk to who understands your problems.
I held myself together thinking about my family until my mind reached to somebody, two somebodies in fact.
Chris and Jamie.
It's unbelievable how much I feel the need to be with them again. When I was little and even up to the age of about 10, I used to cry when they left after a family meal or Christmas and this is so much worse. Will I ever see them again?
It's crazy how I went for 2 months before the boys came, not crying over home and missing them, but now I know that the boys are leaving soon too, I feel that I'm going to have nobody left.
I found myself hugging my knees with my feet on the chair, sobbing my heart out, in the only private area in this whole house.
It's not fair, life's not fucking fair.
It's not even like I can look forward to the day I'm released because that's unlikely to be anytime soon, whereas the boys know they are leaving soon
My eyes dart to the telephone sitting on the desk next to me and I debate just picking it up and dialling any number I can think of. But then I remember James's strict rule about the phone, we can't phone the police or people we know. My hand actually aches for the phone and before I know it, temptation has got the best of me.
I pick up the old fashioned cord telephone and think of what number I could ring. My heart thumps loudly as I press in the digits of my Cousin Chris's landline number.
I stop halfway and mentally argue with myself
What if I get caught?
What if Chris tells the police and it's on the news that I phoned?!?
Reece will kill me and maybe harm the boys and Sam.
My breaths get shallow, as I ignore my sensible side and finish dialling the numbers.
I tap my fingers on the wood desk that I'm sitting at, nervously.
My heart immediately drops as I realize that there is no connection. Reece must have cut the telephone wires or something; he's smarter than he looks.
I try to look on the bright side of things, at least I won't get anyone in trouble.
But I really wanted to speak to someone, like Chris or Jamie, to make me feel like we aren't worlds apart.
I sighed and slammed the phone back onto the holder. I spun around in the spinny chair I was on for some amusement. I stopped spinning when I got dizzy and I placed my face in my hands with my elbows resting on the oak desk.
I suppose I better go find everyone in a minute and see what's happening.
But then I remembered, I've been told to care for myself first, then others.
I sat back on my spinny chair and shut my tired eyes.
I felt much more relaxed as focused solely on the sound of the heating in the house turning on. The sound always used to scare me when I was a child, because it sounded like someone creeping around on my floor boards.
I sighed and thought about my situation but I couldn't concentrate. I was so tempted to just fall a-... fall aslee-
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Sam's p.o.v
Elle had been gone for a while and the boys started to get worried so I sent them to go and find her. But I knew where she was. She always goes to our office when she's stressed because nobody else knows about it. I checked that nobody saw me going through the secret door and walked down the hidden stairs. As soon as I walked into the office I saw Elle asleep in the desk chair.
It makes a nice change to see her beautiful face peaceful and free of worry. As much as I enjoyed see her like this, I know that if she doesn't wake up soon then the boys or Reece will come looking for us and may find our office.
I shook her shoulder lightly but she moaned and turned her face away from me. I grinned.
"Elle, Come on, it's nearly 4 o'clock."
"Hmm-nooo." She smiled with her eyes shut.
"Elle, you've been gone for almost 3 hours love. I've even sent the boys looking around the house for you!" I laughed.
She pretended to fall back asleep but u could see she was holding back a smirk.
I sighed in amusement, "Well I guess I will just have to do this then..."
I picked her up and she laughed and struggled, then slumped lazily, 'falling asleep' again.
I grinned. Elle will soon go back to her normal self, bubbly personality and sarcastic humour. I'm sure of it. Once the boys are released, she won't be so fearful all of the time and Reece might become more laid back.
I looked down on her when she whispered, "Love you Samuel."
