Chapter 95

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Emery's POV.

I feel his cold body on my skin.

He's dead. My brother is dead.

I saw him just yesterday and he was fine and now he's dead.

Because of me. Because he knew me.

His wet clothes soaking mine as I hold onto him sobbing my heart out.

I open my eyes hyperventilating.

He's dead.

I can't breath. I need it to stop.

I sit up trying to calm down but it only makes it worse.

It's dark. It's pitch black.

No. I can't do this.

I see Ashton standing in my door way.

His voice. I can't breath.

I feel like I'm suffocating all over again.

I feel trapped. I can't breath.
I can't do this.

I get up moving the blanket off me and trying to walk but trip and fall over something.

No. What the hell is going on.

I can't breath. I can't see.

I hear shuffling and continue to panic.

My gun. Where's my gun. I'm panicking. I can't breath. I can't see.

I feel for anything I can use as a weapon.

My hand finds something that feels like a shoe.

Suddenly the light turns on and I see someone standing there but not there face.

I throw the shoe directly at there head getting up hyperventilating.

"Owe. Jesus. calm down" he said walking to me.

No. I can't do this.

Why am I hear. What's going on? Is this another kidnapping or something.

Suddenly feel someone holding me and covering mouth.

I fight like my life depends on it.

I elbow them in the stomach earning a groan to escape them.

I turn around to punch them but am thrown on the bed.

No. No I can't do this.

No. Stop.

I can't breath.

I back up away from them looking around the room.

I glance at them but it doesn't register who they are.

They come closer grabbing my ankles and dragging me back down.

"Please stop. Leave me alone" I yell trying to get away.

There eyes widen in what seems to be fear.

They charge at me getting on top of me covering my mouth and holding my hands down.

Please don't do this.

"It's Mason. Calm down ok. I'm not going to hurt you"

I stop fighting but am in pain again.

I sigh knowing he won't hurt me.

Until I hear shuffling noises and look at his door.

He gets up fast and turns off the light running back over to me and pulling me into a corner of the room.

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