𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄? | 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒐𝒏.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

"Your lucky.. Micheal what's your alive."

William said, his voice heightening. He turned around, taking a deep breath before walking through the garage door.

I covered my face with my hands. continuing to cry, despite the fact that I would still go back to William after it.

Micheal stood up, he looked down on me before turning and walking upstairs. Clara did the same, although I did she would at least help me up. But, she didn't care... no one did.

The phone rang. I immediately got up, walking towards it quickly as I knew who it would be when I picked it up.

"Winfrey?"

"Mom.."

I smiled. I smiled out of relief. It was nice, to know that at least one person cared, even if she wouldn't accept the choices I had made so far.

"Mom did you cry?"

There was a tone of worry, which meant she was planning to do something if I actually was.

"No, I'm fine.."

I chuckled.

Hinges. The hinges on the door had opened, was it the garage? unfortunately yes..

I looked back to face him. He looked like he had been doing something sinister in there. as I saw that purple liquid on his shirt.

"Who are you talking to?"

William grabbed the phone from my hand, bringing it up to his ear.

"Winfrey... Beautiful name."

He said, leaning against the wall.

I couldn't hear what Winfrey was saying anymore, but I knew she was threatening.. empty threats that meant nothing to William.

William huffed and hung up the phone. Turning back to face me. He looked me up and down once more before catching my gaze.. once more.

He had looked to my arm, and my legs. He was looking at the bruises that he made on my body.

"What are you looking at?"

I tilted my head, my face expression blank.

"I'm sorry."

I sighed. I knew William had his problems, and I wanted to help him, I really did.. but I couldn't help but feel a little bit scared, I couldn't help but stay.

I kept crawling back, all the time.. What was wrong with me?

"I'm really sorry love, I am. I just-"

He stopped, sighing and looking up towards the ceiling.

"I just don't know what's wrong with me, okay?"

He huffed, pulling me into a hug before pulling away again. He gave me a soft peck on the lips, before going in for a deep kiss.

"I know.."

I whispered into the kiss, before melting into his arms.

I knew William was eventually going to go seek help. But something stopped me from trying to help him. I wanted to yes, but I didn't want to get involved in what he was doing..

WINFREY POV:

I sat on the couch, watching the news as I didn't see anything about disappearances. They had slowed down..

Why?

"Hey Avery, haven't the disappearances slowed down?"

I asked, turning to her

"Yeah they have.. actually, I haven't seen any lately."

She chuckled. I could tell she was happy, but happy about what? There weren't any major events happening were they?

"What are you so happy about.."

I nudged her, a wide smirk forming on my face before I gave her a wiggle of the brows. She laughed as she gave me a little push.

"You like someone don't you?"

"Well.. yeah I do, but-"

My smile widened.

"Who?"

I quickly moved closer to her, grabbing her arm.

"Well.. Uhm.. Micheal Afton."

She blushed.

She blushed? She had a crush on Micheal Afton? She blushed just by saying his name.. Mabey, just Mabey.. I would be able to get her out of there!

"Micheal Afton? Afton.. MICHEAL AFTON!"