Their Treasure [COMPLETED][UNEDITED]

Fourteen - Milo

I woke up from my sleep, sore but satisfied, and headed downstairs after I had showered and changed. Liam had woken me up earlier to let me know they were off but I went straight back to sleep.

Amadeo and Carissa were still here and as soon as the little ginger rascal saw me she came bounding towards me and leapt onto me, knocking me back a few steps

She's strong, Jesus.

It took a moment for me to get my breath back as she had winded me before I could greet her

"Good nap?" She asked and I nodded with a small laugh

"I did, how was the bookst-" just as I was about to ask about the bookshop, the door burst open with Liam first who rushed into the house and didn't even bother to shut the door, leaving it open as he rushed upstairs.

The little girl in my arms looked at him, confused as Amadeo took her and headed downstairs.

Liam came down and instructed us to go upstairs and get a bedroom ready, and to make it 'comfortable' whatever the fuck he meant by that so I went up with James to figure it out

And it broke my heart when they brought our girl in. She was frozen in Oliver's arms, terrified. She wasn't hugging him back, and wasn't smiling.

It was as if someone had literally put her in a freezer and given her to Oliver after a few hours. She was extremely stiff. Only relaxing a minuscule amount when she was placed in the bed

"Is she okay? What happened?" I quickly asked as I rushed to my girls side and stroked her hair gently

"We genuinely have no idea. We got out of the car at the warehouse and she started to cry because of the smell of the forest-" Oliver started before he was hit around the head

"What the fuck?! You know she's had a rough time and you decided to take her to a place where violence is more common than spoken language?! You idiots!" I hit them both around the head again as I was practically overflowing with rage

"Okay, we know. Not a great decision, we just wanted to have her with us. Anyway she was crying because the smell of the forest...I'm guessing she didn't get out much, and Oliver apologised - presumably for us not going and looking for her but she froze, before walking back. She tripped up and I grabbed her before she could hit the ground and she lashed out when I got a hold of her, kicking and elbowing as much as she could - but she wasn't there. It was terrifying. If I was any weaker she'd be a hundred miles east from here. She was fighting as hard as she could." Ryan said as he lifted his shirt to reveal the nasty bruises that were forming. Oliver did the same

Shit. She must've been really freaked out by whatever happened. I covered her body the rest of the way with the duvet, but didn't leave the bed.

"When will she wake up?" I asked my boyfriend. he looked to me and came closer, wiping my eyes and kissing my forehead. I hadn't even noticed I was crying

"Should be soon. She had an attack of some kind. I'm getting a psychologist here for her as soon as she wakes up." Oliver told us, he was feeling guilty - I could tell.

It was the way he slipped into professional doctor mode and was blocking out his emotions.

"In the meantime, pack your bags so we can go home. I can't stand to stay here for a moment longer." He grumbled before leaving. I asked James to pack my bag and he nodded before leaving. I stayed with my trinket

It wasn't long before she woke up, and when she saw me she mumbled under her breath and scooted slightly away - it broke my heart.

"Trinket, what happened?" I asked gently and a tear left her eyes as I gently grabbed her hand.

"He did it. It's his fault." She said with a sniffle

"Did what?" I asked, confused

"He sent me away. He's the reason William took me!" She choked on her words as I looked at her with shock

"What? He would never do anything like that. What makes you think that?" I asked, trying to keep my anger under control. She just accused my boyfriend of sending the person we all love away to be tortured. And as much as I love her, I will not allow him to be talked of like that.

"He apologised and sounded guilty. why would he be guilty when he played no part in it?!" She stressed and my heart broke. I knew there was more to her freakout but I wouldn't push it, realisation dawned on me.

"Oh Trinket, he was guilty for not coming to look for you. We thought you were dead - they tested the scene for DNA after we saw you get shot and killed on the CCTV and it came up as a match to you. He's guilty for not looking harder" I said softly. her mouth dropped into an 'o' shape and she looked down into her lap

"I'm sorry...I thought- fuck. there's no excu-" she started before she clutched her head and my heart hurt for her

"its not your fault. i promise you. no one blames you" i said, knowing exactly where her train of thought would go and definitely didnt want to let her reinforce those thoughts. shoot them down before they eat away at her

"Where is he?" she asked and i gently smiled to her and pulled her closer to me

"Packing, we're going home" i told her and her body came to life at the mention of home before falling

"Where's William?" she asked with an unhealthy mix of fear and anger. I took I breath, I'm planning to see him today anyway.

"in the warehouse, we will deal with him once you're better. dont worry- he wont get away with this" i told her, not wanting to stress her further over him.

She nodded before getting up as she itched her inner elbow. i pulled her nails away, not wanting her to hurt herself and instead started to tap the spot. she gave me a confused look

"You'll break the skin and hurt yourself, tap the itch if you need to" i informed her and she nodded, tapping the itch as I got up and lead her toward Oliver's room for him to check her over.

When we got to Oliver's room, he was packing up. Trinket stood by me awkwardly

"Ols? I need to go and do something, can you re-dress anything and just make sure she's okay?" I asked as he looked up. He quickly wiped his eyes when he saw trinket and nodded, I left her with him, feeling horrible that I left her but knowing I needed to do this.

The ride over to the warehouse was peaceful. I didn't turn the radio on and instead focused on my senses. When I got there, I immediately headed on down to where William would be.

I won't kill him. I just want to talk to him.

"I figured one of you would show your face soon." He smirked, making my blood boil. Just his presence pisses me off.

"I don't understand how you could do something like this to anyone, let alone your own daughter?" I ask and he harked out a laugh

"She's a disgrace. Disgusting. Just like her mother, stupid bitch. She'll probably end up whoring off before long. I'd get out while you can." He told me as if I was stupid. I took a deep breath.

This bitch....

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Posted: 30.10.23

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