The Finding

15.

[Lay me down - Sam Smith]

[unedited]

I really really really miss Theo. I miss him holding me in my arms and us kissing one another and just everything. I miss him so much and sleeping at night just doesn't seem alright.

Hell! I don't even sleep at night due to the fact that he isn't here to tell me jokes while we lay. Or that he isn't here to bring up random things about our future together.

I don't talk to anyone about this mainly because they don't know him as I do. 

Besides, it's not like we have the time to talk about it with the matter in hand.

Slowly, I lay down on my side of the hotel bed. I face where Theo would have been laying down. My hand drapes over that spot and I pray in my mind that somehow he would appear. Somehow this was just some sick long, long, dream and he is actually here with me.

Something like him being with me and us laying down while talking over future color schemes. Something like something never happening to Mason. Something like we don't always have to watch our backs because of the supernatural.

Something mellow. 

I close my eyes and try not to tear up at just the thought of never seeing him again. He was my savior and now he's gone.

I refuse to let him go and believe that he isn't with Mason. I refuse to let myself think he is dead. I refuse every negative thought but they keep piling up in my mind. They keep getting added on and on and on and I just can't handle it 

No one was awake. I mean it was 2 a.m. Besides, I wanted to be alone. I grab my phone from beside me and scroll through my contacts.

I click on Theo's and press Call. It rings a couple times before Voicemail picks it up. 

"Hey, It's Theo. Don't call back unless It's Liam!" his voice brought tears to my eyes. "I miss you," sobbing out. I end the call and sit up with my hands over my face.

"Breath, just breath," I whispered to myself in between cries. "We will find them," whispering again.

My hands tug at my hair in frustration and to cope better. I grab my phone and scroll through our old messages. Where could he be if he isn't in that goddamn floor? 

T h e o 

"I swear to fucking god if you do anything to him!" I spit out and wrestle against the restraints. They had Mason unconscious and were bringing out things like needles and such. I couldn't let anything happen to him. 

Not after making up a plan to get Mason out of here and to Liam. I'll do anything for Liam to see Mason again. Even if I die in the process of it. I'll be happy knowing Liam and Mason reunited.

"Oh relax kid," one of them says. I still haven't found who was behind this whole thing but I had a very strong feeling who is could be. 

"We want him alive so he can watch you die instead. He has to live with the image and news to tell your little boyfriend," my heart dropped. "Assuming he ever actually gets past us of course."

One of the other men smacks him upside the head. "Why do you always have to tell everyone the shit we are gonna do? Just shut the hell up and give me that," he pointed to a needle. 

"No!" I pulled hard and breaking one of the restraints from my shoulder. 

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I hope you still love me? Alright sorrrrryyy. I know that i need to step up my game.

Y'all I'm sorry but I kind of regret adding Sam and Dean. Sorry fi that Upset anyone.

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