Watching Closely |A Isaac Lahey Story|

Chapter Twenty Six

----Desai Evans----

Lazily, I stare up at my ceiling in deep thought. I have been laying here for about five hours. I watched the sunset and now it completely dark. I do not have the motivation to do much these days. There is too much going on to even have one ounce of motivation. I am mentally damaged and emotionally deranged. Physically, I am surprisingly stronger. I guess it's because everything is somewhat damaged and all of this unwanted energy has to go somewhere.

My mother and her assassins have gotten me paranoid more than usual. I find it hard to sleep by myself now which is why I sleep with Ashton most of the time. I even let him come in here because she might not damage Ashton's innocence by slaughtering me in the middle night. Hayley and James only made my fears grew along with my anger. I swear that if she did not have that tazor that I would have ripped them to shreds. I didn't even care that they threatened Ashton. If Ashton was in the way I know that they would not think twice about him being there. My mother would not care as long as the ending results happens in her favorite.

Just because my mother has become deadlier I think about my father every day. There are endless scenarios that happens in my mind on a daily basis. Sophia and her assassins can be doing anything to him. I imagine the worst kind of torture which does not help me sleep at night. They could be pulling out his teeth or starving him then feeding him just before he dies. I knew how much I would miss him. The constant nagging and annoyance is something I would love to hear right now. My father is the best out of the both of them even though at the time mother was the voice of reason. She was just hiding what she really was and what she wanted to do.

On top of that I have no idea where Isaac and I stand at this moment. I really stepped over a boundary that is very important to him. I understand that but a whole week without talking is ridiculous. Every time we talk all we do is argue and it doesn't make anything better. I miss him so much that I literally cry every time he does not talk to me. I did not think that something like this could possibly end our relationship. Isaac always kept me excited and I do not care that he can be mean. I found that to be sexy about him but Isaac is also very sweet. I feel that if we do not make up tomorrow that I am going have to end with him if he has not decided that is already. I cannot keep doing this to myself; holding on to a relationship that is obviously over.

I pick up my phone that had died hours ago because I am too lazy to get up to charge it. I drop it next to me then look at my door to see Ashton walk in. Ashton walks to the other side of my bed and flops down. I smile at him and he smiles at me back.

Ashton lays on the pillow beside me "What's wrong?" He asks.

I sigh "The usual." I tell him. The usual being my mother is causing pain in all of our lives and no one has a clue on how to stop her "Mother seems to be getting worse, don't you think?" I ask not wanting to give anything away.

"All she keeps doing is about a bank and how oak trees are good for building things." Ashton raise his eyebrow "When I ask her what that means she does not say anything." He shrugs.

"She doesn't even explain what can be built with the wood. Knowing her there has to be something she's talking about specifically."

"No, I think she wants to open a bank or something like that." Ashton says absolutely clueless "And, I know what I just said." He smirks at me "I just don't want to think of the possible worst." He admits.

I put my hand on his shoulder reassuringly. All of this has been harder on him then me. He could lose his own family in a heartbeat and he is scared of what might happen to him. At least I know what is going to happen to me so I can prepared. Ashton doesn't have the slightest idea of what might become of him.