Written in the stars ✨️

chapter 37: where she belongs.

+' Eos pov '+

I was put into a cage, it's cement floor slightly cracked. I noticed a rock, lying on the floor. I picked it up hiding it behind my back. I didn't know who these people were, their faces were blurred in my eyes. I couldn't make out there face no matter how hard I tried. I wanted to know why they were after me and what they had done to Riot. I sat on the floor, curling my knees up to my chest. I peered over my knees holding the rock in my lap as people walked up to the cage staring at me.

"So what is her problem?" A smaller blonde haired male asked before sticking his arm between the bars, attempting to poke me.

I grabbed his arm, pulling his close enough to the bars so I could take the rock and smash it against his head. I raised the rock in my hand ready to strike his head. I waited until people were looking before a grin lined my face as I struck the man on the head with the rock over and over. I stopped seeing a gun in my face. Wyatt held the gun pointed at me although I couldn't make out his face. I had no clue who he was at the moment. I dropped the rock before bringing my hand up to tap my medium length black acrylics on the tip of his gun.

"Well ain't that pretty." My southern accent popped out as I spoke.

I looked at Wyatt seeing the his body tense like he was scared. I could tell he did not want to shoot me. "Gonna shoot me dear?" I gazed up at him. "Eos please it's me, please come back to me." He pleaded, his voice sounding like it was about to crack. He lowered his gun a bit.

I looked at the gun and smiled. I grabbed it's muzzle before raising it up to my head again.

"Shoot." I giggled, my head slightly titling to the side.

"No." His hand seemed to tremble making the gun shake.

I placed the gun close to my mouth, licking the end of the barrel before slipping it into my mouth, gazing at him. His body tensed making his muscles more defined. The scars on his arms looked so defined it was intriguing, like I had seen them before. He pulled the gun away as he turned. A smile broke out of me as I stood up skipping around the cage.

"Shoot me, Shoot me, Shoot me." I chanted, first in a happy tone that soon grew demanding. "Shoot me!"

I let out a maniacal laugh as Wyatt turned around once more to look at me. I grabbed the handle bars on the cage, looking out, my eyes big.

"Why won't you shoot me?" I pouted. " Am I not bad enough for you?" I knelt down and licked the cage bar staring at Wyatt. He knelt down Infront of me and reached through the cage to grab my hand. He kissed my hand before taking off my ring. I hadn't noticed it until now. It was gorgeous, a black stone on a silver band. I looked at it, seeing back to Wyatt asking me to marry him. A tear ran down my face as I noticed who it was I had been trying to get away from. I wanted to be in his arms at that moment and I had no idea why I had done what I did.

An itch started in the side of my neck, so painful I look out a blood curdling scream. I sprawled on the cement floor, screaming and itching my body. I heard the cage door unlock before a hand grabbed me, sending me back into my manic state. I lay limp on the floor as someone sat me up against a wall. My head bobbled around as I opened my eyes. I looked up seeing a blurred face before grabbing a large stone on the ground. I raised my hand to hit them with it but was abruptly stopped by their hand grabbing my wrist. The next thing I knew the person was out of the cage. I sat alone screaming for an hour or so, Wyatt watching me in the corner. The next thing I knew someone plopped down in front of me on the opposite side of the cage. They placed a small bag of popcorn through the bars in front of me as I turned to see them, it was Tara, her face no longer blurred.

"Tara..?" I said, grabbing a small piece of popcorn before putting it into my mouth. I scooched closer to the bars of the cage wanting to be closer to my friend.

"Eos, can I help you?" Tara pulled her medicine bag from behind her.

I nodded knowing that Tara always had the best intentions for me. I trusted her and knew she would help me with anything that she noticed was wrong. I watched as Tara motioned to Wyatt to come closer to us. He came up to the cage, holding his hand between the bars. I flinched back before looking at Tara seeing she wanted me to trust this person. I placed my hand in his, looking down at Tara's bag as she laid it open. It was full on different colored vials. I looked up as I felt something being slipped onto my finger, it was the same black ring that had been taken off. Wyatt then grabbed my hand, pulling it between the cage bars. Tara grabbed a vial and a needle, injecting it into me before I could react. I pulled my hand back as soon as Wyatt's grip loosened up.

"I will do anything and everything to keep you safe Princess." I could hear Wyatt's voice trembling.

My body slowly started going limp beforeblack closed off my vision, causing me to fall into a coma.