Fixing the Mistake?

Chapter 6

Warning: there is something that could be a trigger in this chapter, and so if that is the case, I will be doing a summary at the beginning of the next chapter that won't mention it.

Kayla and I finishing training after 4 hours. We will probably train later that night and keep trucking through. It is hard, however, to go to our fullest without Dean. Kayla and I go full out always, but Dean always finds a way to make us go one step further, and we need that right now.

I'm heading back to 'my room', ready to shower off the sweat from the workout. I keep thinking about what Kayla told me, and maybe she's right in the fact that I should give it a chance, but we need to just be friends for now. If this were all over I would have said couples therapy, but it too much right now. And I need him with me right now, there's just too much going on to not have him for support.

When I am done with my shower, wrapped up in my robe, I open the door to find Erica on my bed.

"We need to talk." She starts, looking at me with a serious expression.

"Okay...?" I respond, wondering what else could possibly be going on.

"Aria, these people after you two are worse then what I believe people have told you. I'm not going to beat around the bush with you, or with Kayla, but Michael begged me not to tell her. He never said anything about you though."

"Wait, so they plan on trying to sugar coat what's happening? Also, our trainer, Dean works for the government and they are after my 'parents' so I'm pretty sure we know just how bad they are." I respond, wondering how they could possibly be worse then the satanic picture I have conjured up in my head.

"That maybe be so, but I know for a fact that they didn't tell you what they've done while you've been gone, and just how desperate they are to get the two of you. And I'm not telling you this for you to run again because that was the dumbest thing you guys could have done, but you need to know what exactly we all are against."

I'm not surprised that they've been looking for us, but the fact that they stayed here and tried to look for us when we left tells me that they aren't the best trackers. Kayla and I just made assumptions when leaving town, but they didn't see us leave and weren't able to initially follow us, so there foot trackers aren't the best.

But what exactly happened here? " Erica, what happened when we were gone?" I ask, nervous about the answer.

She has a look of sadness in her eyes, showing just how bad it was, " They started to try and take us, hoping that you all still had some sort of contact to try and draw you out. They ambushed Nick one day, beating him to a pulp, he was in a coma for a week, raided your parents house, destroying it and then burning it so that your parents have moved out, and then... they kidnapped me." She finishes, with tears in her eyes.

I rush over to her on the bed and take her into my arms. "I was lucky that at that point Michael and my parents had begged me to get a tracker put on my neck. I was curious before hand, but it's what saved me. I was getting beaten... and they wanted to... but I was found just in time. They did stuff but..." and she just can't stop sobbing. Those monsters got her. They did exactly what Kayla and I wanted to prevent. " No matter what they would have done this, but not knowing where you are, and if they were just doing this to torture you made it worse. Please, don't leave again. None of us will let them get to either of you. We all love you guys, and we won't let them get to you." Erica finishes giving me one last hug before quickly leaving the room.

I can't hold my break down in anymore, I just let it all out. I never wanted to be the person that said why me, but more so why would anyone have to go through this? They went so far as mentally and physically torturing one of the purest person I have ever met.  Maybe it wasn't that there trackers sucked but they want to emotionally beat us all so either we come out or they push us out. Whatever it is, I won't let them get to anyone else and Kayla.

The door to my room opens, and Spencer walks in. He immediately grabs me and sets me on his lap, hugging me while I just cry. He's rubbing my back and whisper in my ear that we will get through this. Will we though?