Where Are You Now?

Never Too Late

Chapter 23

Michelle's P.O.V

Another doctor, another therapist and another detective. If they all could just disappear and time could freeze I may be able to breathe again.

It has been a week since I left the hospital. And ever since then I haven't left the house.

Everyday has been the same. Nothing changed but the different faces that I see every day; detectives coming and therapists leaving.

I am forced to answer the cruel detectives even though my parents disapproved. Every day the same questions and the same answers; I memorized everything that George told me.

And about the therapist, she was recommended by the hospital believing I am mentally affected by the kidnapping.

And for some reason they believe she should keep on coming until I talk about what happened. But if you ask me I think it's the detectives' way of getting truthful answers out of me.

And about the doctors? Well, my hand is worse than ever and I need something daily to make it numb. And there's nothing strong enough but a needle to drug only my hand.

The first two days; John's face was the only thing that made me feel comfortable but then he left and I was left alone trying so hard not to give up; even though he calls me daily.

I haven't heard from anyone not even Chloe. I would like to believe that they weren't allowed to see me just like I'm not allowed to go to school believing that it's the best for me.

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I open my eyes after another nightmare; knowing that this is going to be just another sleepless night.

I sit in my bed and crawl my legs to my chest and start crying. I haven't really told anyone about those nightmares.

Those nightmares are only mine. I don't want them to be taken away from me because they all have him in them and they're the only way I could see him. I don't want them to go even if in each and every nightmare he leaves.

I wipe my tears away after almost an hour and grab my phone hoping there would be at least a message cause I can't' hold on anymore but there's nothing. Even after seven days, I'm still hoping even though I know it's a fake hope but that's all that I have left. That's all that keeps me holding on from my thoughts and my nightmares.

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I wake up after another nightmare to find the sun hadn't come out yet. And I decide to stay awake knowing I can't take no more.

This is what I usually do but I could take it till sunrise but not this time, not the nightmares that he dies in.

I take my phone from the table next to my bed and run through my music library until I reach "Never Too Late by Secondhand Serenade."

The song starts playing and I start crying once the memories of him come back.

I'll leave this note for you to read

So you won't forget that all I need is you

Is you!!

And the world is not so clear anymore

Since the day that you walked right out that door

I knew all I need is you

This is the way that I'll tell you

That I'll leave you alone if you want me to

But I've had enough of this life alone

I'll give it up this time I know

I don't deserve to tell you that I love you

There's nothing in this world I'd take above you

I'm dead inside

Bring me back to life

It's never too late to show you who I am

I know you want to love me

I know you understand that I could be your missing page

I wish that I could just see him or talk to him, he doesn't have to say anything. He could just listen to me because right know I'm so close of giving up.

I run through the phone numbers that I have wishing if I only had his number.

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