Learning How to Whisper

Chapter Six:

Whisper's POV:

"Jane!" she called. "Open your eyes, Jane!"

My name isn't Jane.

"Now!"

My name isn't Jane!

"Baby girl, do as she says..." Mom whispered.

"Mom," I whimpered, opening my eyes.

"Hunny, sh."

"Shut-up, Jane." Gus spat raising his hand to Mom.

Dad stood infront of us. I reached out for his empty hand as he stood against Gus. He wasn't going to let Gus hurt me. I knew it.

Mom took my hand, though. She held me against her tightly and I hid in her arms.

"We are leaving, Bay. Now." Dad said in a firm voice.

"No, no you aren't. Not with the girl." Gus grabbed Dad's wrist.

"Daddy!" I whimpered lunging forward, but Mom pulled me towards the door.

The further from Dad we got, the harder it was to see him.

"Come on!" Mom begged me. I could hear her crying as she pulled towards the door.

I cried softly, not knowing why.

Mom lifted me into her arms and then I closed my eyes. I don't want to see.

"Bay, get Tyler!" A woman called.

"Who is Tyler?" I asked Mom.

I felt a cold breeze. We were outside. She set me on the ground and I sat there, arms wrapped around my legs.

"Stay here, I will be right back." Mom whispered.

"Mom?"

"Whisper." She told me.

Moments passed. And then a boy took my hand.

"Whisper, right?"

I kept my eyes closed.

"Isn't that what your mom called you?" He pulled me to my feet.

"Come on, Whisper, lets go. I will keep you safe until they get back. I promise."

** **

"Whisper, please wake up." Tyler squeezed my hand.

"Tyler?"

I opened my eyes and he looked at me in shock.

"Where am I?"

He pulled me into his arms immediately and held me tightly.

"I'm so glad you're okay!"

That's wonderful, but where the hell am I?!

He let me go and stood up at the edge of the leather couch.

"We're in Henry's appartment." He finally answered.

"I want to go home."

"Okay, let me get the car ready." He leaned down and kissed my forehead.

I smiled softly, and clossed my eyes.

A few moments later, Tyler slipped his arms around me and lifted me Bridal style.

"Are you going home?" Henry walked into the room, and I hid my face into Tyler's chest.

"Yeah, she wants to go home." Tyler's chest vibrated as his deep voice spoke. "So, I'm going to get her home."