Missing pt2

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Lucia pov

I lay on the hooded figures shoulder who I think is a guy, due to the voice and all. We've been on the road for hours.

Lucia- WHERE R WE GOING!? I say with inpatients and tiredness

???- you'll see, they say with a deep voice. Now be quiet where almost there, the hooded man says with annoyance.

Lucia- I will when U tell me where we're going! I say starting to lose my temper.

???- were going to masters hide out. He's got a job for ya, and ya got to agree to it or else. The hooded man says

Lucia- or else what? I ask in curiousity

???- you'll see....

Amelia pov-

Wh-where am I? I ask as my surroundings are black and nothing can be seen.

'L- Lucia? Hello? A-anyone the-there?'

'Hello dear'.. I turn around to see who said that but already knowing by the voice.

'Mother' I say as I gritted my teeth.

'Don't call me that U insolent, good for nothing child, U are worthless, U are a mistake, and U are a failure.' my "mother" spat out with venom, her voice echoing around the dark void.

I fall to my knees, wincing a bit at the pain. I look down to the ground ashamed, all the things "mother" said were true, at least I believed they were. I am worthless, before Lucia came I was surrounded by fake people and fake friends.

Im a mistake and disgrace to my family and to the Blight name. I am a failure, I'm a coward. I can't even stand up to the one I call my mother. My vision started getting blurry as tears started running out of my eyes.

My "mother" in front of me repeating words I believed were true.

Weak, disgrace, mistake, failure,fake, worthless.

Those words just kept ringing into my head as more hot tears fell down into the black void. I was probably all those things. No, I am. Not a few moments later, shackles soon erupted from the ground. Chaining my wrists and feet.

I couldn't care less and just kept crying, the feelings I once bottled up were all coming out. Then suddenly, BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! A bright light appeared behind me, sucking me into it. I shot up, and suddenly come back to my senses. Realising it was all a dream, I feel the side of my cheeks wet, I bring my hands up to feel them and realise that I've been crying.

These dreams were happening more often, and there was not a night where they would stop. I turned to my side that felt cold, i expected more of a warm sensation but realise....Lucia was gone.
'Maybe she went on a ....walk? Maybe she went to the bathroom', I thought panick erupting into my brain.

I look over to the table with a night light and see that there was a note. I pick it up, the top being shoned with the bright morning sunlight. I read through the note and the further I went, the more I felt. By the time I was done, Ive dropped the note onto the ground. My hands still in place like I was still holding the note, my palms swearing and my fingers trembling.

I take a shaky gasp and snap out of my trance. Tears started spilling out, I felt like I was useless. 'I didn't do anything, how did I not hear them leaving?'. More tears start streaming down my face, soon enough the pillow covers were soaked with dry, wet tears.

' she was the only one who cared, the only one who saw who I really was. The only one that showed me the meaning of love, the reason I wake up'.

I take out my phone and looked down at my contacts, I needed to talk to somebody. I needed to explain the situation, maybe somebody close to Lucia. I scroll even further as fast I possibly can. Finally, my thumb hovers on a certain number.

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