Please Don't Leave Me Behind Again (Completed)

Chapter Sixty-Nine

As promised, the next chapter already! I'll post the next one this evening. I have some majoring editing for these last couple of chapters.

**Warning** Violence. *Watches the readers carefully as I back away slowly.*

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**| Sang's POV |**

Ghost gave me a cold smile as he pulled out a long dagger, the edge serrated. I winced, remembering that knife and what it could do.

He stalked slowly, going towards Mr. Blackbourne and Dr. Sean. They eyed him, Mr. Blackbourne with a blank face and Dr. Sean with wide eyes. Ghost moved around them and then came towards me, his finger caressing the sharp part of the blade, his eyes hungry for pain. My pain specifically.

"Don't touch her," Dr. Sean seethed.

I looked at Dr. Sean with horror stricken eyes. He needed to stay quiet, to not draw attention to himself.

"Oh, I'm not going to touch her just yet," Ghost said, looking over his shoulder. "Chicklet knows this."

He turned back to me.

"Don't you, Sang."

I didn't move, my body frozen in terror as he came closer. He was right, though. He wasn't going to hurt me.

He was going to hurt them.

Just like how he hurt that stranger.

Eyes begging me. Asking me why. Why was this happening to him? What did he do wrong?

Nothing. He did nothing wrong and he paid the price for it. Just like Mr. Blackbourne and Dr. Sean will.

"Remember Sang, you could have prevented this."

Volto said those words to me after he killed that stranger and they whispered through my head against as I watched Ghost. I needed to prevent it this time.

I followed him with my eyes while the boys struggled beside me. Their eyes were both big now as fear for me played with their emotions.

I wanted to tell them it wasn't me they needed to be worried about but themselves, but my words were gone.

I was Sang, the girl who couldn't speak.

Ghost lifted his knife down and slammed down hard. I jerked in reaction but couldn't move my hands or legs because I was tied down.

The boys yelled furiously and I screamed in surprise as the loud thud echoed through the room.

The knife landed right into the wooden armrest of my chair, just missing my forearm.

Ghost laughed as he bent over and hit something on the bottom of my chair. He straightened up and grabbed my chair and moved me to face the boys before leaning over again and hitting something. I tried to move to see if my chair would move too, but it was still.

He had moved me so that I would be able to watch the show.

I wanted to throw up my heart. It was pounded too fast and too hard.

I took in Mr. Blackbourne and Dr. Sean, tears in my eyes.

They looked okay, only a little ruffled. Dr. Sean was still in his sleepwear while Mr. Blackbourne was in his grey suit. He still had his glasses on but they were a little crooked. His hair was messy. Even disheveled, he was still my perfect Mr. Blackbourne.

Our eyes caught and I could see all the pain and worry in his eyes. He was so worried about me. His fists were clenched tightly, his forearms straining against the rope binding him.