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I rush through the forest on foot, Emery right behind me as I panic. "Dennis!" I yell out and Emery stops me.
"You need to calm down, you're panicking." He says it calmly, like he was trying to get it to rub off on me, I glare at him and shove his hands off when he tries to grab my shoulders.
"Really?" I push forward and keep calling my sons name out. I breathe heavily as I let out a small sob.
How'd this happen?
How did he slip away with Winnie without anyone at the party seeing?
Emery grabs my shoulders and squeezes them as I felt my knees buckle below me — I press my hands into my eyes, "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have lost it on mom or Johnny."
I brush my hair away from my sweaty and tear-stained face as I twist my face to look around us. "We have to keep looking. He has to be somewhere." Emery silently pulls me in and holds me to him. I felt any of what I had left blocking my emotions outbreak as I let out a sob and more followed as I balled up my brother's jacket in my hands.
How could I let this happen, why'd I agree to invite that sick man to my son's birthday. God, why.
"Emery we— we have to keep going." I pull away and drag him with me as I focus on the task at hand, a freezing hand coming up from my side as I wipe my tears with my hand roughly.
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Hotel Transylvania - The Count
RomanceBased off Hotel Transylvania. Short story. Romance. Book 1 - Zinged Fate. Could be read independently if you truly wanted to, but I'd recommend reading the first book. - I rush through the forest on foot, Emery right behind me as I panic. "Dennis!"...
