Guns And Roses

Feel things

I wanna feel things... Not just emotionally, I want to feel the wind going through my hair as I close my eyes without the fear of getting slapped by the wind. All I need is to trust, to trust that my feelings are not unrequited. I want to be sure that my mom loves me no matter what.

Ethan's arms held around me made me looked like a teddy bear he felt nervous without as my hand went through the green grass that brown endings shining in the sun. The vibration my phone in my backpocket started a second before my ringtone was all me and Ethan could hear. My hand left the grass and tried to reach to it as I leave from Ethan's cuddle. It felt like a lifesaver since I wasn't in fond of this type of activities.

Yes I call it an "activity" don't ask about it.

It was Bella, ringing the phone without giving up. I held the phone against my ear as Ethan watched my face.

"Al-ly.. Allison.. listen up" she said crying making me worry.

"Hey! Calm down.. what's wrong?" I ask as many possibilities ran through my mind making me even more anxious.

"Scott.. Scott is kidnapped and I don't know what to do, I feel all dizzy and father wants you here immediately. Allison please come here as soon as possible I don't know what to do" she says trying to catch her breath.

I couldn't say anything. The sweet wind that caressed my face before felt like a slap now. Soft grass became all itchy, all of my nerves started to work quickly making my body temperature rise in a second. However my face said nothing. No emotion or reaction was out. Besides the physical reactions given by my body I didn't feel anything and I hated myself for that. It was my brother in danger and I was emotionless.

"Allison, are you there?" Bella asked.

"Y-yeah, don't worry I will be there in a second." I reply before ending the call.

I get up quickly and look at Ethan's face trying to find the right words to describe the situation I am in or at least tell him why I got up but I couldn't. My mouth opened but my tongue did nothing. Many thoughts turning into sentences, sentences getting linked to lies and possibilities confusing my head making me hard to think. I couldn't say anything. All I could do was running upstairs to wear my jeans and finding the car keys.

It felt like floor was sliding under my feet. My hand were shaking as I tried to connect the button of my jean and sliding into the first shoes I saw in the room.

I ran with the keys in my hand to the car. I could hear Ethan calling out my name. I didn't even look at Grayson's curious stares.

I never found it harder to start the engine before. As I drive to the family mansion my body filled up with guilt. My guilt was beating up my worries making it harder to control myself. I was more worried about Bella and Ocean's devastated selfs than the danger Scott is in. It made me nominated for the worst sister awards. At least I was still able to make jokes.. haha... like its good. No that's terrible.

I ran out of the car without even stopping the engine as I reached the entrance, hoping servants would take care of it, or not... Just thought about that so the figure of my father won't be able to blame me if something has happened to it. I have mental issues it is a fact.

"Bella! Ocean!" I shout trying to understand where they are.

They didn't need to reply since Bella's crying sounds made it clear.

I couldn't hear my phone in all this running and for a second I realised that it had been ringing like crazy for the whole time. It was all Ethan and of course Grayson. I just.. no cannot deal with this right know. I muted my phone as I slipped it back to my pocket and searching for Bella's red puffy eyes around the chaotic room.

"Hey I'm here" I say as I ran to her arms.

She looked terrible, poor baby felt like she has lost her world. Scott and Bella had a different relationship than Scott and I did. Bella adored him, and took care of his older brother more than our mother did.

"I don't wanna l-lose him Ally" she cried as she put her arms around me.

Seeing her weak like that annoyed me. I would never want to look like that. However, a part of me was jealous. Jealous of the fact that she could feel up her emotions, being so transparent.

I caress her hair as I ask my father about the whole thing.

Ocean was sitting beside my mother who didn't even seem worried.

"Dad, how did all of these happened? It's Scott that we're talking about." I ask trying to get an satisfactory answer.

"They broke into his house."

"Who?"

"I don't know"

My eyes opened wider.

"What do you mean by you don't know dad? You can't be serious!" I reply as I started to get mad.

He didn't answer me which was enough for me to understand he was embarrassed, embarrassed that even with this much power he couldn't do anything to save his son.

He handed me a piece of paper as he noted his hand.

I take it and walk away from Bella's embrace to read it.

we are a group of individuals that represent a foreign group. We respect your businesses but not the country that it serves. At this time we have Scott Argent in our posession.

Be proud Mr.Argent your son is nominated for all of the 7 deadly sins.

vita, morte e passione

Tears and blood and tick tock... time is running. Worship the church, and see what God has to offer you..

Group X

How could any other soul than me know about it? Vita,morte e passione.. I repeat continuously. Group X can't be real. No no it was just a product of my imagination.

My whole body became tenser. This was something I experienced for the first time, feeling watched.

I might.. I might know where Scott is... but all I could think about was:

I truly hope that I'm wrong or it could be the end of everything.