Chapter 94: Chapter 94

"How did he get your phone number?. How does he know about Frank!."

Izzy wanders

"That guy is really sick and crazy!."

She adds

"Anything wrong madam!."

The woman who came with those men move in, worriedly asking.

Plunge in my diverse thinkings, I don't heed her.

"No thank you!."

Izzy immediately replies the woman.

Then she recalls.

"Oh yes, there is food on the fire. Please, help me check it!."

Izzy tells, pointing out the kitchen.

"Okay, ma'am!."

With that said, She moves to the kitchen.

Izzy takes a deep breath to feels more relaxed.

"Grace we have to call Andrew or your parents!."

Izzy suggests

The situation is above our powers. She is right but... I hesitated.

I'm still in tears.

"I got to fix this by myself. It's all my mess!."

I reply with a confused mind

And scared.

"No, don't say, such. It can happen to anyone. The did have been done. Now, we just have to focus on Frank. It not time for blames here. It's unnecessary and it won't solve the problem!."

She says while wiping her tears away.

"I have to be strong for her!."

She tells herself

"Or don't you want to see Frank again?."

She beseeches

I scoff.

Not knowing what to do. All I want is to see Frank save and sound. I can't imagine what he is going through right now, in the hands of Jordan.

"Okay!."

I nod at her with my eyes filled with tears.

She picks are phone to call Andrew I guess.

"Izzy, I need to rest!."

With this said, I leave to my room. My headaches with all those nasty memories popping.

I thought that I had already left all this nasty past behind me. Yet, it appears all of a sudden like it was yesterday.

All those countless nights of rapes, starvation.

I cry, scream out of frustration.

Unable to sleep with all these thoughts in my mind.

It's like someone is bursting a big hole into my heart, with a needle. Deep sparks of pains with blood splashing on the walls.

I glimpse my smelling, nasty self, sobbing in traumas. With my black Mascara fading as the tears from my eyes fall mixing it forming some black scaring lines along, my face.

I quiver at my thoughts.

"I messed up!."

I whisper miscellaneously.

Cursing the day we ever met.

I fall asleep without realising it.

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An hour later,

"This is how she has been for the passe 30mins. Shuddering, whispering things Im unable to comprehend!. It disheartens me!."

Izzy explains indismay.

"Jordan, get the hell off me, get off me!."

I scream.

I feel his hands on my body, this repulses me. I lethally push him away as I shudder out of my sleep. And I notice it's was Andrew’s touch.

This breaks Andrews's heart, yet he acts normal. Thou the glance on his face says something different. He couldn't fight against that.

"Hey, eh, it's me, baby!. It's fine!."

Andrew grab me in his arms.

"Andrew!."

I tightly clench him.

He gently cuddles my hair.

"Izzy told me everything. The police will be here soon!.”

Andrew keeps cuddles me.

I shudder off him in fear, getting mad at his words.

"No, Jordan said no police. I know him. I know what he is capable of. Don't minimize him. I don't want to take a risk!."

I tell him.

Andrew bends his head in dismay. Like to say "She is insane!."

"We can't do this by ourselves. We need the police in this. Grace, trust me!."

He moves closer to.

I'm facing the window.

"Andrew, you don't know that guy!. He's a monster. His insane!."

I turn to face him.

"You can't go there alone. We the police to ensure your security!."

Andrew explain

I twist my face

"Okay fine!. I can't make this decision alone let's wait for my parents!."

I didn't know what else to do.

I know Jordan and how crazy he can be.

“You need to rest!. Your condition doesn't need stress!.”

He lays me back in bed.

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A few years later,

The police later arrive..

"We came as soon as possible!."

My mum is panting

With her red swollen eyes, veins carving all over her face. She is fighting not to cry in front of me.

"Mum!."

I rush and hug her as she moves into my room.

Izzy gives them a briefs summary.

"What next?."

My mum asks for an Idea.

"I think it's better to leave Grace out of all this, due to her present condition and we set something up with the police!."

Andrew suggest

"Good idea!. I can't bear the risk of having both children killed."

My dad nods at us.

"What if he noticed Grace's absence and he kills Frank!."

My mum quivers at her own words,

"I don't think I will be able to take this!."

tears effortlessly rush down her cheek.

"We don't have any other choice!."

My dad tries to console her.

"I understand!."

She nods at me in tears

"What if I go?."

I exclaim.

They all stop at my words.

"No!."

They spontaneously exclaim all together as in chores.

"Wow!. Not an option!."

I tell myself

"Enough of the talking. Now, we need to have a good strategy!."

The police officer states

"Good!."

We all nod.

It's very hard to explain how I feel right now!. I quietly seat and I simply observe them deciding.