Thick Blood

Chapter 2= Coming For You

A/N: Translation note=
Prima means 'female cousin' in Spanish (if you didn't know that already)!

"Evelyn...!"

"Evelyn, wait...!"

"Evelyn, where are you...?"

"Evelyn...!"

Camilla calls out to me in the dark. Her voice is distressed and desperate.

"Evelyn, help me...!"

I can't bare it. I grit my teeth to level the pain. Milla was my last family member until three years ago. Her Dad (my Uncle) had died of Cancer four months before she went missing . Since then, Milla was moved to a foster family. I had bought an apartment at the time and was counting down the days until I was approved to be her guardian.

Then one day, Milla left school and never returned home. Her foster parents had called me, believing that she was with me. Only, she wasn't. And so the search began.

There wasn't a single clue left behind of her whereabouts. Nobody had seen her since she had left the school's gates.

Due to her background of suicidal mothers and fatally ill fathers, she was presumed a runaway. After five months of attempting to track her down, the police decided that it was impossible for a ten-year-old school girl to survive on her own without a single track.

They ruled out her disappearance as a suicide.

I never believed them. But when her foster parents gave up and forgot about her, I realised I was alone on her case.

One of the only reasons why I joined Elite in the first place was in some hope that I could find my cousin.

Lately, I'd been having dreams about her. That night was no different.

"Evelyn!" Camilla calls out to me. "Please, you gotta find me!" She begs painfully in between sobs. "Prima!" She cried. I can't help it when she calls me that. My heart melts to her and I start sprinting through the darkness, hoping to find that spark that'll show me the way.

Once again, I am transfixed on the smallest of details. I need to find her... I have to find her... I'm lost for air, as the walls begin to close in on me. It's like I'm drowning in a sea of panic. The weight pulls me down, churning me into a twist of material.

I can no longer bare to endure the pain of her voice. Suddenly, I wish for it all to be over. Because I know that no matter how hard I yearn, it will never be over.

"EVELYN! MAKE IT STOP! FIND ME! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE THEM GO AWAY!"

Within a second, her voice is snatched from me, and I am thrust into virtual reality.

I gasped. Panting, as I awoke from my uneasy slumber. All of my dreams were the same. They were just one, that repeated itself every night. It left me in the morning, sweating and shivering.

In my mind, I sent out a quiet message:

I'm coming for you Milla.

I'm coming for you...