HIDDEN (Hide Or Die)

Chapter 21

EMILY'S P.O.V.

"James." The name that brought me untold happiness once upon a time. But like everything in my life, I had destroyed that happiness with my own hands.

I did him wrong, I was selfish. I only thought of how it would affect me. I shouldn't have left him behind but I did it anyway, now I was hiding in his basement with three sick children, contemplating how to approach him.

James would never forgive me for what I did to him, he would never want me in his home again, especially when he gets to know what I brought with me but I couldn't see any other way, my desperation had grown a thick skin, it had no shame, there was none at all.

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I could smell him, that scent that always lued me to sleep as a child, that scent that always held the sweet promise of protection and undying love, that scent of home! The smell of my James.

He was heading down the basement stairs in a hurry. I could hear his heart, beat so fast. He must have picked up my scent as well, I knew It was finally going to happen, the reunion I longed for, for so many years and also dreaded at the same time.

I quickly took a blanket from my bag of essentials and ran towards Kyle, I immediately wrapped him up in it. If James gets to see his wings before I am given the opportunity to speak, the hope of any chance of conversing with him would fly out the window.

I could hear his heavy breathing at the other side of the door, this was it. I quickly stood up straight, slightly shaking, took a deep breath and waited totally unprepared for the inevitable.

The doctor opened slowly and wide, revealing him, my James standing at the doorway staring at me with total disbelief on his face.

"Olivia?" The name fell out of his lips like a whispered question and it hung on the air around us like a bad omen.

KYLE'S P.O.V.

I stirred in my sleep, not having the strength to awaken fully, my eyelids felt as heavy as lead so I made no move in opening them.

My head was throbbing like hell, every single part of me ached and to make matters worse,  some people were having a heated discussion at the background and they just would not shut up.

I just had the strangest dream, a total nightmare and the noise wasn't helping my headache in any way

"Please James!"

The voice of my mother rang in the air. I realized she was also in the background arguing with someone as well. Did she invite people over? Ma never invites people over. She sounded so distressed. The thought of Ma, desperate and begging, hit me hard like a boulder and immediately my eyelids got back their strength and flung open, only to be attacked by an excruciating bright light that quickly led me to shut them again.

What was happening?  My room was so bright; my room has never been bright. Why would mum leave the blinds open?

I blinked a couple of times, then my eyes soon adjusted to the bright room but when I glanced around, the strangest thing happened, Nothing looked familiar.

The room was small and painted white, it had one large window and the daylight shunned radiantly through it. It had a bunk bed on one corner of it which I was currently laying on. The room was empty and lacked any form of personality.

What is going on? Where did my room go? I panicked and made a move to get up from the bed but as soon as I did that, I was met with intense sharp pain on my shoulder and arm, causing me to scream out loud and fell back on the bed.