Escape:Target D916 Book 2 |✓|

Chapter 29

Sabrina's eyes opened and she sighed. Again and again, she did this for days. One day, two days, three days, and counting. She would wake up, her eyes would open, and she would turn around when she didn't feel another warm, hard body against her. She would remember she was alone; Draven wasn't there holding her anymore.

Then she would walk into the bathroom as she did now and look in the mirror to see herself. She felt the stickiness of her face from her dried tears. She hated crying in her sleep.

Like a schedule, she would knock on Jr's door, who wouldn't answer as expected. She hated when he didn't talk to her and she didn't think she could go another day and so she pushed the door open but when her eyes fell to his bed, she noticed he wasn't inside of it. She checked the bathroom, empty and she walked into the living room, also empty. The kitchen is untouched and has no Jr.

Her heart accelerated; he wasn't home. Instantly, she ran for her phone the only person she could call. Draven. Only her phone wasn't on the nightstand where she last put it and so she trashed her room, searching for it but it wasn't found. "Shit!" She screamed, gripping her hair.

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Draven chuckled as he watched Jr spray whipped cream in his mouth. "I think it goes without saying you're going to have an upset stomach" He grinned as Jr held up a finger before he swallowed before saying, "You're the one who took me to an ice cream store"

Draven's eyes widened in disbelief. "You said you wanted ice cream"

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean take me. You're an adult, you know better" He laughed out and Draven smirked mischievously. "I stand corrected" He snatched the whipped cream making Jr yell in protest, but he didn't give it back.

Jr suddenly sighed, cutting his ice cream with his spoon interestedly. "I'm sorry for what Sabrina said" He whispered, and Draven immediately grabbed his wrist. "Hey. You don't apologize for anyone's mistakes but your own. Understand me?"

"Yeah but, she was wrong, and she wasn't speaking for both of us even if it seemed like she was. She—"
"I know you don't blame me for anything. It's okay" Draven assured and Jr groaned.

"Oh my god stop!" He huffed, slamming his spoon down. "I'm not 5 anymore. I see everything, okay. I know you're hurting. I love you too you know? You're like my father and my big brother. I won't take her side just because she's blood."

Draven nodded. Truth was, he wasn't exactly fine. He still thought about what Sabrina, and he spoke. Thought about how she felt truly, questioning the truth of it all. He still hasn't come to a decision but just thinking about it brought pain and so he didn't want to think anymore. "You shouldn't have taken her phone," He said, glancing at the phone next to Jr's bowl.

If he noticed he took it before they drove up to the ice cream store, he would've made him put it back, but he assumed he would have Jr back by the time she even woke up. She usually slept in, and she hated when he woke up early.

Internally he sighed, thinking of her again huh?

Jr shrugged sliding it into his pocket. "Serves her right. She should feel how it feels when you always worry about us and our safety only, she sees how she can't do anything about it"

They avoided conversation about Sabrina and laughed about things Jr in did in school like the sweet things he did for the previous crush he had, Kaylen. Draven could tell he missed school, not for the work, but because of her. Draven explained Jr could go to school but not his previous one and not public schools either until he was older.