Forbidden Lovers

Chapter 17

She came back in the room and sat on the couch facing me cross legged, she looked distressed.

"Baby? Is there something wrong? You know you can tell me anything, right?" A tear rolled down her cheek and I automatically wiped it away, but she stopped my hand.

"Daniel, I'm breaking up with you. I'm sorry but this just isn't working." She looked up at me sadly, and then walked out of the room as my life crumbled apart right in front of my eyes. 

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Skyla's POV

I turned away, knowing that if I looked back at him I'd crack. I'd look into those beautiful eyes of his, pooling with tears and in an instant I'd beg him to forgive me until he did, and then he would be back in danger. I ran upstairs, the tears flowing down my cheeks. I had to do this, it was better for him. And if he really was heartbroken, he didn't know the truth behind it, then he had less of a chance of being hurt. No one could know the truth, they were all at risk by just being around me. I closed my door and put Taylor on as loudly as possible, hoping that she'd calm me down. She hadn't yet. 

I flopped onto my bed hopelessly, I was crying so much that everything around me was blurring and I was getting sleepy. I heard a quiet knock on my door and I yelled at them to go away, and then Sophia came into my room. 

I've been told that me and Sophia look alike, though I don't see it personally. I had been close with Sophia once, but then she grew up before I did and suddenly she didn't want her little sister tagging along with her. She walked in and shut my door, she looked concerned for me.

"Skyla babes, what's wrong honey?" For once she didn't yell at me to "turn my shit down" she was genuinely concerned. She sat on my bed next to me, stroking my hair. I sat up and cried into her chest, she wrapped her arms around me and shushed me, rocking me slightly. 

"Everything will be alright honey," she kept stroking my hair but I went still.

"No it won't. You don't understand and I h-had to break up with D-daniel and I can't tell anyone why and everything inside me hurts and it's not f-fair why can't everyone j-just leave me alone!" I screamed. She didn't even flinch, she stroked my hair more. 

"Baby girl everything will work out somehow. Daniel wasn't sent into your life for no reason, he was either there to stay or to teach you a lesson. If you had to break up with him like you say, maybe you should consider if you're hurting him more by breaking his heart or being with him sweetie." She kissed my hair and walked out of my room, leaving me to listen to Taylor.

I listened to her for an hour, when I heard a familiar buzz of an incoming text message to my phone. I looked at it, it was from an unknown number. 

Park. 7pm. Bring noone. Or else boyfriend gets it. 

Attached to it was a picture, of Daniel tied up viciously in a dark room, his arms and legs bound to a chair, gagged and he had cuts all over him. I cried and cried and cried, I had one hour. I had to go, and see what these people wanted. I knew why they were here, and who they were working for. I had to tell no one and just go. I pulled on a black sweater and jeans, and brushed my hair into a ponytail. I didn't know how on earth I was going to my baby out of this, but I would, I had to. I didn't have any plan, the only thing I knew was that Daniel had to be saved.

I quietly walked downstairs, looking at my watch to know that I had 5 minutes to get to the park, luckily it was around the corner from my house. I was trying to be noiseless, I couldn't get stopped by my family, not now. Luckily they all seemed preoccupied, and I left and slipped my shoes on unscathed. The cold air hit me like a slap in the face, but I was half jogging half walking down the dark street. The park was looming, cold and scary. Everything looks so much scarier when it's dark, it's because it makes you drop your guard. You imagine what could be there, what might be there, and because you can't see what is there it freaks you out a little. The only thing was, I knew what was there. And it was worse than any little kids nightmares.