Betrayal Is My End

Chapter 3

Tsu

Slowly, I trudged my way from the kitchen through the laundry room, down the halls and almost blindly stumbled towards the meeting room. As I went past one door though, I stopped. I couldn't help the wave of sadness that washed over me, it'd been a month since we'd last seen him. His sweet innocent face as I'd driven off with Jerome, if I'd just known it was the last time I'd see him, I would've stayed. I never would've allowed Timothy to go.
Sighing, I pushed open the door, the room was the same as it had been. No one wanted to touch it, though Jerome did tell Davi to clean the room out. Looking around now, I could understand why Davi had drug his feet on it. The bed was half made, the bottom still pristine, but the top the blanket was folded back and the pillows mussed where he'd slept. The clothes on the floor were in the same spot they'd been when he left, the only thing that changed in the room was the small brown and cream covered monkey.
Between me and Jason holding him or him just not being comfy, he moved a lot. Currently, he was lying on his side on the pillow, I sighed, "I miss him too, Misther. I wish- I wish we could help him." My throat closed as tears filled my eyes, it'd been a week after he'd been taken from my fathers' lab and business building.
We had been on edge, Jason had just been put in his new body thanks to Julia and Davi and he'd been out for blood. Jerome sat us down to the table and spoke to us about our next moves. When suddenly, he produced a box. He'd held it out to us and as soon as I'd seen it my heart lurched. In the box were two fingers, the pinky and the ring finger. Jason had cried and become angry, Julia had gone pale, Kai and Davi had both remained silent but I could tell Davi was just as distressed as Jason. He just had more practice hiding it.
It was the next day, Jerome had decided Timothy was a lost cause. He'd said without his power, and taken by Jake for a week- there wasn't much there that was worth the risk. Jason had been furious, he'd lunged for Jerome but Kai and Davi had been there holding him back.
A month had passed since then and we'd been on edge, Jason had stopped showing up to meetings and holed up in his room. Jerome had had just about enough of him and I felt completely lost. I just wanted to protect Timothy, I didn't even know if he was alive. I hoped he was, prayed even. Davi said that praying was useless, no one ever listened but he never judged me when I did.
The room had a layer of dust to it, and it made me sad. Misther laid in the bed, I wasn't sure if Jason had moved him or not but I felt I should try and comfort him. Jerome did say to gain his trust, slowly I went to the bed and reached my hand out to the monkey.
I felt a barrier there but slightly pushed past it, my hand was just about to touch him when I felt a surge of power. I sucked in my breath and bit back a scream as I flew back through the room and slammed into the wall. I was held there by something, I couldn't see it but I could feel it pinning me to the wall. Tears filled my eyes as I sucked in my breath "p-please," I choked and that's when I felt it. It was as though fists slammed into me, my head hit into the wall over and over. I heard the door fly open and someone yell and then just as quickly as it grabbed me, it let go.
My body slid down the wall, onto the dresser, and then the floor. I felt as my mind went into overdrive and the panic filled me. Suddenly, I was back in my childhood home. My father was standing over me beating me for trying to report the abuse I sustained. I put my hands over my head and cried, begging him to stop, my body ached and screamed and I couldn't help it. I let go of my control, I felt as wind rushed up around me surrounding me, keeping me protected in the center of the hurricane.
"U, T Tsu!" I heard someone calling me, it was distorted but I heard it. My body hurt as I coughed and choked, I squeezed my eyes shut blocking out the voice. He can't hurt me, not anymore. He can't hurt me, I took in a shuddering breath and forced my eyes open. I wasn't in the house, I was in a room- I knew this room. It was important to me, I couldn't calm down though, somethings not right. My fear shot through the roof as I felt a wave of anger coming at me. I put my arms up to protect myself, but nothing ever came, instead I felt an overwhelming wave of calm. "No," I whimpered before I felt my knees give out, "catch her!" Was the last thing I heard before everything went dark.