Keeping The Pieces

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

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By the time we arrive at the house I was exhausted by letting the thought of what could have been if I said yes to Alex run through my mind over and over again. I really hate that my life has to be like this, sometimes I just want to put myself first and forget what could potentially happen. Again I'm being selfish, thinking about myself more than Eva.

I take a cautious step into the house which is eerily silent. It's always silent when we first arrive at the house but this silence just gives me the chills. Usually on Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays Cyrus works from home and today is a Monday so I would expect to hear Cyrus tapping away at his keyboard, but all is still.

At first I'm so tense I don't move until I remember that Cyrus isn't always at home on Mondays. Okay we're fine there's no need to worry, even though I know there is. I should keep my guard up after last night knowing that they'll get me back for disobeying them.

I leave Eva by the door hoping she won't try to help me if anyone's here and tries to attack me. If it happens it happens I explained that to Eva the other night, I told her there was no need to get involved because she won't be able to help me if she is hurt as well.

I trail up the stairs making no noise. I walk all around upstairs but when I see there's no one there I start to head back down but stop when I walk past Helen's open bedroom door. That door is never open. Never! But why would it be open now? I go to shut the door so they don't have a reason to think I've been snooping.

Suddenly I am overwhelmed with a desperate need to go in. Unwillingly my feet move so I am now standing in the centre of the pale blue room. The bed has an ugly brown blanket over the top which matches the open curtains as well as the old carpet. A silent breeze slides through the room causing me to shiver violently. Only the window isn't open.

Calm washes over me. Maybe it sounds crazy but its like I can feel the presence of my father. I can feel him compelling me to look around and find something. I know there's something here that's important, maybe even something that's between life or death.

I start rooting through the draws which is an obvious place to start. All I seem to find is make-up, cologne and dust. My heart is beating rapidly at the thought of being caught, what they could do to Eva but I can't seem to stop myself from needing to find the unknown.

I close the draws and turn to check under the bed but am stopped in my tracks as I feel a tight grip yank me back by the wrist. I spin around to see Cyrus who is still gripping my wrist, tightly if I might add. But I'm too terrified to even wrap the pain into concern.

He glares murderously down at me, he's so angry I'm sure his eyes turn red for a moment. His grip only seems to get tighter around my wrist, I can feel it straining under the pressure, so much I'm sure it's going to snap. Pain shots up my arm like a thousand paper cuts over every inch of it inside and out.

He swings me towards the doorway before letting go, I fall into the hallway and hit the floor like a ton of bricks, my elbow takes most of the fall. I let out a screech. I can't feel it, my arm is totally numb.

"Didn't we tell you to stay out of our room?" Cyrus screams at me. I see panic flash across his eyes, for once he looks terrified. I can't understand why. He slams the door in my face, I feel the house vibrate from the strength of it.

I can hear Cyrus scrambling around his bedroom but I am more concerned about my arm than anything else right now. Why can't I feel it? What's wrong with me? It's only a temporary thing I tell myself nothing to worry about I'm just healing or something. But even I know that's a lie.