Breaking Hope (Finding Sky edit)

Chapter 25

Hey! I hope you've enjoyed the seven chapters that I posted within 52 hours or whatever it was, and managed to read them all. Here is the next chapter, but after you finish reading the chapter I need to ask for some help of what to do in the next book. There will be a bit more at the end of this chapter but thank you for reading! :)

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Urh. I started to resurface from a heavy sleep with my head throbbing but feeling like headed at the same time. I didn't even think that was possible. I readjusted my heavy droopy body in the uncomfortable chair I was placed in, trying to make sense of what had happened to me – but my brain felt like cotton wall. I couldn't place two and two together. I couldn't even remember what happened exactly and how that caused me to end up here but I knew I was cold. Freezing in fact. I couldn't stop shaking, and my feet felt ominously cold. My limbs dragged on over the chair, with my right hand dragging on a hard surface, but I felt like I was... belted in?

Hope, this isn't going to help. You need to focus. Where ever you are, you don't appear to be safe. Where ever you are, you need to be careful and control your moves and the only way you can do that is by working out what has happened in the hours leading up to this moment. I remember going to Ella's early this morning, and Oscar telling me he loved me. Would he still love me after whatever predicament I'm in? I couldn't rely on that. I remembered dress shopping though, and the dress I picked out. I still remember the neck line, and the colour, the material and the way it made me feel. Confident. Definitely not how I felt now. I also remember Ella's dress – light blue and made her look stunning. Somewhere out there she had a Soulfinder that would give anything to see her looking like she did in that dress. My gut dropped when thinking about Ella. But why?

And then I remembered exactly why.

I remembered why I was here, and why I didn't feel safe – and it was because I wasn't safe. I remember being in a hostage situation, two unknown figures including The Man surrounding both me and Ella in a narrow street, one of them using his gift to freeze us on the spot so we couldn't move. The Man tied me up and drugged me, knocking me within seconds but when Ella managed to break free from his gift, he turned the gun on her. Was she alive? Or was she shot to death? I couldn't think straight, and I definitely couldn't remember where she was shot. The only images I remember was her falling to the floor, her face bright red from where the man holding her smacked her around the face, and her still holding her rib from where it must have broke. I knew that Ella had to be alive... she just had to be. Surely someone must have found her. Lauren and Amy! They just walked off for a few minutes, they must have come back looking for us and found Ella and got her help. Michael was in Denver. Ella had hope. I had nothing. I didn't even know where I was.

Slowly, I forced my eyes open, blinking several times as the bright lights hit me. I surveyed where I was – there was eight seats around me at equidistance, my hand draping on the seat beside me. The aisle was lit up by cat eyes, and windows filled both sides of what was clearly an airplane. I was in an airplane, strapped in a seat in the front left of the cabin. It had a light oaken effect, and was quite spacious so I could only assume the plane I was on was private. Why the Hell was I in a private plane and where the hell was I going?! My numb and unresponsive fingers struggled at the airplane buckle.

'No, hon, don't do that.' A man said, coming down and sitting in the chair opposite me, but I still continued to attempt to undo the buckle. The man was quite fat and in his early thirties, with a top knot and a straggly attempt at a beard. He appeared gentle, but I knew he was the man who held Ella, smacking her in the rib and hitting her. I gave him the dirtiest look I could muster, but my fingers couldn't work the buckle. 'Don't, boss will get mad.'