Little White Lies || Cricky [C]

36 | Omen

Ryan Ashley's POV

I entered the hospital room with the other two right behind me.

I saw a look of confusion cross Kuza's face when he saw us. I kissed his head before sitting down next to him.

"There's something I gotta tell you, Mike." I said.

"What is it? Chris wants you to kill me, doesn't he?"

"What? No. Chris isn't- wasn't mad at you. He didn't care. He just wanted you to come home. He missed you."

"I thought he just abandoned me after- You're talking in the past tense. Why?"

"We got a call a little while ago. All it said was that Chris was dead and that we have to enact the Protocol." I explained.

"What the fuck do you mean he's dead? How did that happen?"

"Him and Ricky had been missing for just over two weeks. We know who has them, we just don't know where they are." I said. "No one knows Ricky's status right now though. He might be alive still.

"Why did he take them?"

"Chris lost control of himself and killed the daughter."

Mike threw his head back. "Fuck. No. He can't be dead. I'm supposed to be dead. Not him. You need to find his body."

"I know. But none of the others seem to want to."

"Hey what if he's not actually dead?" Remi asked. "You know the one who attacked us has it out for Chris. Maybe he's doing this to hurt Chris. Maybe Chris is still alive but he's just trying to dismantle Chris's life."

"You know, you might be right." Andy said.

"Call them. Now." I said, turning to Andy.

He pulled his phone out and called Danny. "Danny, stop the protocol. We have to find his body. He could be alive and someone is just fucking with us and him."

I'm not sure what Danny said but Andy raised his voice. "No! You need to stop until we find his body. I'm in charge now. Tell the others to stop doing what you told them to do."

Andy hung up the phone a few minutes later.

"When can you leave?"

He shrugged. "They won't tell me. They said the police want to question me."

"Tell them nothing, Mike. I'll try to get Chris's lawyers here."

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Ricky's POV

I don't know how long I've been here for. I've been attacked and violated more times than I can count. I'm scared and hungry and tired. I can't sleep because I'm afraid he'll do something.

He's in the bathroom now. I heard the shower going. I want to take a shower. I haven't moved from this spot since he put me here. I've been handcuffed to the bed the whole time and I can't get out.

I want to ask him if he'll let me shower, but I doubt he will. And even if he did say yes, he'd probably want to sit there and watch me. I want to ask him if he'd let me see Chris too, but I'm scared of how he'd react to that question. I might ask though. I should. I wanna make sure he's okay.

The shower turned off and he came out a few minutes later. He just stared at me for a moment before reaching over and running his fingers through my hair. I flinched and held my hand up.

"C-can I see Chris?" I asked.

"Why?"

"I just wanna see him. I-I wanna talk to him."