Juliette Ackles...
Relief swamped my senses upon hearing Jeremy's voice on the other end of the phone. I don't know why, but a part of me feared that he wouldn't answer. It wasn't that I didn't trust him to always be here because that was the furthest thing from my mind. I guess a part of me worried that they might think it was Angela calling and they might not have wanted to give her any attention because ultimately, I believe that was a huge part of why she had taken me. She wanted Callum's attention.
At the end of the day Angela was an extremely disturbed young woman and I think that she simply didn't know how to cope with the emotions and feelings that Callum had unwittingly whipped up inside her. Now that isn't to say that I am not mad at her for what she has done because I am fucking livid, and I do believe that she is seven shades of crazy, but I can also see that she needs professional help. The type of help that she will only get in a mental-health facility.
When I found one of the motel menus in a drawer of the bedside cabinet, I hadn't been able to stop the laughter from bursting out of me. I was literally at the end of the road that led to our cabin. No more than five minutes away from my men and my home. I mean there was some sort of weird irony or something in the fact that she had me so close to them.
There is a part of me that wonders if maybe I knew all along that they were close because as much as I hate this room and being chained to a fucking sink for three days, I never felt scared. Never felt like I was in any real danger and those are only feelings that I have when I am around Jeremy and Cal. It is something that only lends to my previous belief that what the three of us shared being other-worldly. Supernatural in a way. Cosmic. Kismet. Whatever you wanted to call it, I didn't care, all I cared about was ensuring that I never lost what we shared.
I loved both of my men even more now than I did before. I never thought that was possible. Yet here I am feeling so much emotion for them that had I been any less fired up, I think it may have brought me to my knees. As it stood I had so much energy throbbing through my veins that I am surprised that I wasn't levitating off the ground, or glowing, or something.
The rumble of cars approaching pulled me from the silly direction of my thoughts, I have to be delirious from the pain, I know that pain can have a powerful impact on your mental state. "Jay?" My voice dropped low, worried that maybe this was what I had been expecting the past three days I had been held prisoner here.
"Yeah, little sister?"
"Please tell me that is you?" I whispered now as the cars came to a roaring stop, the engines idling loudly, and my heart felt ready to explode from the sudden rush of fight or flight adrenaline that coursed through my veins.
"It's us baby, can you come outside?" Jeremy's voice replied, which obviously meant that he had me on speaker the whole time.
"Ok give me a second," I replied, "going to hang up now!"
"Ok, my Queen, we will be here!" My man promised me and that was when I heard car doors opening and closing just as I ended the call.
Taking a last look around the room to ensure there was nothing else of mine lying around, although deep down I knew there wasn't, but my brain seemed willing, or should I say intent on ensuring that fact. I grabbed my cigarettes and keys, stuffed my phone into the back pocket of my jeans and moved towards the door that was basically just a piece of board hanging in place.
I was free.
I am going home.
To my men.
Excitement bubbled up inside me, mixed with a wave of relief that had me expelling the breath from my lungs so quickly that I made a tiny little sighing noise.
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