•𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂• ☣︎

Chapter 31

The sun had not been up yet. The air around me was cold and a sudden emptiness made my body shiver. My eyes sprung open and I felt Johnathan sitting up out of the bed. I tried to reach my arm out to him but I couldn't reach as he began to walk away. I groaned trying to get his attention that I was awake. I felt so light headed and barely even conscious.

"John-" I mumbled moving my body near the edge of the bed as Johnathan stopped before the closet door. He turned but couldn't see me as the room was pitch dark. He could only hear my quiet groans and calls to him.

"What" He called back, still seemingly to be at the doors.

"Come here.."

"Go back to sleep Y/N." I heard the light creak of the closet door being opened. I reached my head up to see the clock on his nightstand reading 6:02am.

"Where are you going?" I mumbled louder so he could hear me. Johnathan became visible once the closet light was turned on and one of the doors was open.

"Work. Just go back to sleep. I'll wake you up in an hour." He pulled a white shirt from a hanger and threw it onto himself adjusting the collar. I laid my head back down and stared at the ceiling above me for a moment before turning myself onto his side of the bed, which was still warm.

After the hour, as he said, he woke me up again.

"Come on princess, get up" He squeezed my bare shoulder with a gentle rub. I opened my eyes feeling that excruciating exhaustion again. "I got you something."

"Hm?" I asked turning myself towards him.

"Get up come on" He let go of me and walked back towards the closet. The sun was now up and pesky through the crack of the curtains. "Here" Johnathan laid down a pile of clothes for me.

After I was dressed into the revealing clothes of his liking he dragging me by my wrist out of the apartment like he was in rush. He sped through the busy city roads at a dangerous speed. But he aways did. In his eyes, laws only existed to make people miserable.

my eyebrows furrowed as I saw him drive past the exit to the Asylum. I wiped my head around. "Where are you taking me?"

"Oh not too far." He said blankly not taking his eyes from the road. I wasn't scared, just confused. He said he had to work but were not going to work.

The roads around us began to grow emptier and emptier the further we went. There were more large abandoned looking buildings than people. In a far view I could see docks and the ocean ahead. The smell of the sea filled my nose quite quickly the closer we got.

"Are we going to the beach?" I grinned excitedly.

"No. Quite the opposite."

"Oh.." I turned my head back out the window.

"But I think you will still like this just as much."

"What is it? Where are we even going?"

"Patience."

I was patient and waited another 5 minutes until Johnathan stopped in front of an old warehouse house. I looked around seeing nothing but shipping containers and other warehouses in the distance. Johnathan got out of the car and I nervously got out too and followed behind him. He locked the car doors and approached a big steel door. I stood behind him holding onto his sleeve. From the outside, this place looked like a place where you would be butchered by a drug gang.