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Grab And Go!

For a while it's been a damn, living each day at a unwanted Vegas hotel. Where there was no time to think about my family, yet more time to continue to fight. The unwanted urge to fight for no reason. What kind of sense does that make? I keep a journal with me on our adventures. Harry says it's a good help for my mental health, Dan doesn't know. He taught me how to defend myself, something no one, not even a father of mine has taught.

The nobody, is what Dan likes to call our anonymous stalker. They haven't reached out to us through phone since the first night at the hotel. Although you would like to believe a miracle, that would be.... It's not. I wake up everyday with either a note on my bedside with the same creepy poem or a drawing.

"For those who glisten at the sound
may be cherished as holy.
Those who held a sin by the heart
may be cherished as deplorable.
Each night as their aching hearts begin
to pull out of their rotting bodies by
the hand of a figure; they realize their
bodies meant nothing more than a general
giving to the devil himself."

Poetic, it is. Most of all, it leaves Dan and I petrified. We planned to flee with the rest of our friends, they just don't know yet. Harry and Aliyah found small jobs to help us collect a bit more cash. I guess Dan's been planning his escape for years, he had more than enough in his bank account, but who wouldn't want a little more money?

"I got out of work early," Harry walks in, planting a kiss on my forehead. I force out a small smile, folding my clothes on top of the bed.

"That's great... Do you happen to know where Dan is? He wasn't in for breakfast and I was planning on having a talk with him?" I put the clothes in my suitcase, where I always place my clean clothes, in case of an emergency.

Harry shakes his head, "sorry love, I haven't heard from him. In all honesty, I thought you knew where he was."

I sigh, "it's fine, thank you."

It's common for Dan to leave in the middle of the night and not come back for days, even weeks. He says he goes to places and meets people, but never goes into full details. It's either the excuse, "I was out" or "none of your business Arabella." It depended on his mood.

After finishing tidying up, I pick up my journal and a pen.

December 24, 2016; 6:37 pm.
The day is about to end in a few hours. Dan still hasn't arrived back. I stopped counting his returns after the incident with a man name Felix. Technically it would be Christmas eve to everyone else, but not us. Today's another day where I survive rather than live. It's another day where I let a man take away my future for his. It's crazy how fast a life can change, is it? I can't possibly believe the person I've turned into now.

I feel quite rubbish in all, due to the fact I can't find the love I had for Harry anymore. I'm sure the old Arabella would have loved to endure the affection Harry gives, but I currently just don't care anymore. I haven't told him, something in my head tells me otherwise.

It's confusing when crazies explain about the voices in their head, I'm anything but crazy! I can't ever be apart of the crazies, I'm too sane.. Even if I do hear one voice or two. It's not a development, I swear on my life.

Dan... I miss him. I've grown attached to him and Phil more over the time. I treat Phil with the same love a mother treats her baby. He must be protected at all costs. Sometimes Phil calls me mum. I don't want to disappoint him so I let it slide.

Jill has kept sane than ever. She helps me when I feel hopeless and helps me practice when Dan isn't around. She cares for Phil when I can't and joins Aliyah in cooks. I can't be more than grateful for her being.

But Daniel... He understands me the most at my lowest. Sometimes I believe I feel hatred for him, but most times I feel his relationship with me as my best friend.

I remember Joey. I think about him everyday. I remember he would tell me, "best friends even after death! Nothing is changing, nothing won't change." Yet, change... Change often finds me more than asked for. The truth is, change is always around, always haunting, you'll just never know when it might hit...

Change is weird when you categorize it with love. Most times I find myself in deep thought of love. One day I even thought I loved D—

"We need to go! Everybody grab your things and lets leave! Grab and go!" Dan's screams become apparent through the halls.

I open the door, Harry behind me. I find Dan pacing around the hallway banging on our doors.

"What's the matter with you?!" I raise my brow.

Dan grabs me by my shoulders, pushing me against the hallway wall. His eyes look darker and bigger, filled with fear. He licks his chapped lips in nervousness and stress and the words shake out of his mouth.

"He found us Arabella. He found us, he's taking you away. We have to go immediately before he traps us!" He yells.

Not minding the spit flying on my face, I shush Dan in order to calm him down. "Dan who's coming? Who's he?"

Dan frowns, loosening his grip on me, "Joey."

A/N: I know. I'm horrible at updating, I've truly been busy but thank you to anyone who stayed/staying. Merry Christmas Eve everyone, I'll try to put out a new chapter tomorrow or sometime this week since I have break. Thank you for 1K followers and over 60K reads!! It genuinely means a lot! I had no idea Lights Out would come this far! I love you  guys with all of my heart ❤️ Happy holidays to those who don't celebrate Christmas, enjoy it! — Cassidy