Chapter 15

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by Danigirlwritings

by Danigirlwritings

Y/n's perspective:

Two weeks later we were free to go, thankfully. Our counterparts were securely locked up in five different prisons this time instead of just two. And everyone else who was there this time is either in jail or we have a restraining order on. The person in the doorway was never seen again so we are just assuming it was just the four of us going stir-crazy and with some bad PTSD. I'm still in a wheelchair and probably will be for a while, I'm just lucky that I didn't lose my foot.

The boys are busy grabbing our stuff and I'm helping as much as I can. We are heading to Mark's place for a few days to recoup and get readjusted to everything. I'm looking forward to doing things with other people besides just Mark, Matt, and Nate. I love them and all but it's time for some new people. We start therapy this week too. Steph and Amy found us a group therapist to try and help while we are all here.

Mark walks over to where I'm sitting "we got everything. Are you ready to go?"

I nod "very ready". He chuckles and we all leave the room we've been stuck in for a long time happy to start getting better.

Question: are you guys still interested in reading more from this story? I'm having a lot of writer's block and honestly don't know where to go from here.