To Love Blaze

(19) Decent clothes...finally!

At daybreak, we were able to figure our way out. The sun was up and so was our need to get the hell outta here. ASAP. We did think of making a plan to make our way out but who needs a compass when the sun is up and we have a basic sense of directions? and, with our sense of direction, we were able to get out, approximately, in a few hours in one piece minus my dress which literally in torn in multiple ways at the bottom. Another few hours and things would have gotten totally inappropriate.

I pretty much don't remember anything about the conversation last night but, I do remember that I was tucked in the makeshift bed by Brandon. The walk back was a bit too silent and monotone than average. Of course, that is how Brandon is but I do not know why Jordan kept silent when usually, he is the bright nonstop chatterbox in the group.

We hail a cab when we reached the main road. After about half an hour we stop where the woods start.

Really? The woods again? At least give me a pair of proper shoes and a decent outfit.

We walk again to an old warehouse. I thought we were passing by it but, no, that was exactly where we were headed.

Cliche much? But I like it. 

We walk in past the gate guard and there are tables and pinups on the walls and everything looks like I just entered a secret spy organization or something. I follow Brandon and Jordan passing all doors and into the second last room in the end. Katie and Julian were standing behind a sofa and were talking about something. I see Daxton laying on the sofa with his arm bandaged and his face visibly pained.

"Dax?!" I shout as I run over to him and kneel beside him and inspect him. "Are you hurt somewhere else?" I ask him touching his stomach.

"No---" he hisses in pain as soon as I touch his stomach. "It's fine Honey-Bear. It really is. Just a small wound nothing else. Please don't worry." He says softly to comfort me as he was patting my head gently.

"No, it's not." I say tearing up at the sight of my only family all bandaged up. I really can't bear to see Dax in this state.

"What the hell happened?" Brandon asks as he also kneels down beside me.

"After we separated we noticed that Damien was not with us the whole time, so, we decided to go back and check on him, whether he was able to escape or not". He was talking breathlessly by the time he was able to finish, so, Julian continued. "But, when we went back we saw that a few members of the BLACKTHORN had caught him and were trying to force information out him. But-"

"You couldn't just stand back watching a friend of ours getting tortured so, you decided to step in." Brandon finished getting up looking at Julian.

"Yes. But more guards came out of nowhere and Dax got into a one on one with them and he suddenly pulled out a knife and was able to score a few slashes on Dax." Julian said.

"So, where is Damien?" Jordan questioned looking around.

"He is fine. We couldn't stop him from going back to check up the damage that had been done to his place." Katie answered.

A sudden silence fell in the room and the whole time I was looking at Dax and his bandaged self. He was also looking at me with a sorry expression.

That's right. Be sorry. You hide things from me and now even dare to get hurt?

Katie comes to me cheerfully and chuckles. "Whoa, girl. That outfit is really something. Come on, let's get you into something more comfortable and less horrid." I look at Dax for one more second and then I silently follow Katie.

In the last room, there was a neatly arranged bookshelf and behind that shelf was a cool room opening up with workout stuff, sofas, and gaming devices. It was totally dope. Katie pulls out a  grey hoodie and a pair of white shorts.