The Moon Is Shining (MjFantasy)

Chapter 18 - Here we go again

It was soon going to make one month and a half and I was still locked in Michael's house.

I wasn't allowed to go out.

I wasn't allowed to make phone calls.

I wasn't able to walk three steps out of my room without having a body guard behind me.

I couldn't take it anymore.
I thought I was going insane.
I needed some air, I needed to feel the sunlight warming my skin, to get out, to see people...

I was lying on my bed, like usual, looking at my ceiling, lost in my thoughts.
More than ten body guards were making sure to keep their eyes on me permanently : twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.
I looked at my watch.
It was noon : the break-time.
Those who watched me during the morning were certainly going to take a nap while those who watched me during the night were going to wake up and take over.

I was very grateful, though.
They were really nice and they were very kind for taking care of me as they were doing it. Some of those body guard were coming from the FBI.
No, honestly, I was really appreciative but I only wanted one thing at this moment: it was to kick them out and have some damn privacy !
I know I'm supposed to be respectful and all that stuff but please understand me, I'm really going crazy over there ! 

I'm going to end up jumping out of the window if I have to go through another day in this house.

I sighed heavily and got up. 
I was hungry and I had not seen Michael for three days.
Just in case, because he thought that Vin would certainly try to find him first in order to find me as well, he is trying to stay away from me, as far and as long as he can.

I knew that he was trying to protect me but I didn't think that he would use such an extreme way to do so.

I got out of my room.
As soon as I did, I felt somebody behind me.
I turned around and there was Matthew, one of the body guards, but also a friend of mine.

"Hi Matthew ! "

" Hello Miss Spencer. How are you doing today ?"

" A little bit tired, but I'm doing good, thanks."

He gave me a shocked look.
"With all my respect, miss Spencer, you went to bed at 9 p.m yesterday and you woke up at 10 a.m this morning. You slept for twelve hours...!"

I raised an eyebrow. They were already keeping an eye on my sleep cycle ?!

« What is the next step ? My ovulation cycle ?  »

" You're counting the hours for me, now ? "

Matthew looked down.
He was tall.
Really tall.
He was certainly measuring more than six feet, and he was so brawny that his body looked square.

"I know how you feel, don't worry. I'm bored too." I said, smiling at him.

" It must be horrible. I mean, to stay locked here for months. But you know that the boss is doing this for your safety. He is really doing his best to keep you happy and healthy, and in the same time, to deal with that damn gang, or mob, whatever you call it."

An ironic smile appeared on my face during some seconds.

« Healthy and happy ?! If only Michael knew how I was feeling right now, I think he would cry. I'm so desperate that I'm thinking about escaping. Like I would really like to jump from the window of the third floor. But I know that they would find me within a minute. I just don't know if the "they" would refer to Vin or to the body guards...»

Vin was around, it was obvious.

Los-Angeles has been hit by an odd wave of violence and murders for four weeks now. People were killed, you could find their bodies in every street. It was him, I knew it. The victims were all women, they were around my age, tall, and they had brown hair. Like me. And of course he was even signing his murders : leaving a long cut on their chests. Exactly like the one he left on mine.

Without even noticing it, I began to touch my own scar, the one that Vin left between my breast, a month ago. I thought it healed but every time I thought about Vin, I could feel it burning.

He knew I was here, and he wanted me to know he was here too.

I was scared but I also felt guilty : thinking about all those poor girls who died because of me... It was making me so sick that I was beginning to hope that he'd find me soon. Like that, I'd be able to save somebody's life.

"Oh ! By the way, talking 'bout the boss, he asked me to bring you something !" said Matthew, snapping me out of my thoughts.