Where I would stay forever… (MB #24)

I hear a beeping sound in the distance, scratching my brain as it seems to come closer when I woke up from my sleep. Everything around me looks hazy and bright, blinding my vision from being held in the dark for so many days in a row. I’d forgotten how bright it could get during…

I didn’t even get to hold her… (MB #23)

I expected joy and a happy ending, once we found Mia in what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse. I anticipated a feeling of relief washing over me as Thompson and his agents brought her out, or at least a sense of accomplishment that we had won. Yet, I didn’t feel any of that, not…

Our last hope (MB #22)

The clock ticked by in slow motions ready to hit 6 o’clock and I stretched my arms over my head to ease the numbness of my body. The intensive care unit was empty with the exception of two of John’s deputies and a nurse. I shifted against the uncomfortable chair that had hosted me for…

Are you going to kill him? (MB #20)

I arched my back slightly, hoping to ease some of the tension from my muscles as a result of sitting in the same position for hours and hours every single day. Tied to a chair in a dark room where I could never tell if it was day or night, I sat in silence sometimes…

If she’s still alive… (MB #19)

Bursting into the station like a mad soul, I entered the sheriff’s office without so much as a knock. Skipping the pleasantries, I went right to the point, ‘What have you found?’. Agent Thompson and John were looking at a computer screen where the image of a woman being interrogated appeared. ‘Who is that?’ I…

Grandma’s wisdom…(MB #18)

Days went by in a haze and my hopes of ever finding Mia went with them. Sleepless nights and mediocre days slipped through my fingers as the chances of ever seeing the one I loved disappeared. I couldn’t understand how no one could tell me anything of her whereabouts, how no one could shed some…

Find me… (MB #17)

‘All I want is for you to do your job, Sheriff! I yelled in exasperation, seeing red everytime he addressed her as a criminal that didn’t deserve the benefit of the doubt. ‘Hunter, no one forced their entry in your home, there’s no signs of a struggle. There’s little I can do, since all you’ve…

Because I love you… (MB #14)

I clocked in earlier and instead of having dinner with Hunter, I sulked in the guest room he had assigned me to, all alone, fighting my stomach’s protest at the smell of what I could only assume was roast. Loki had abandoned me to sleep by Hunter’s fireplace in an adorable furry ball and I…

Stay with me…(MB #13)

Uncomfortable and almost unbearable would be the only words I could use to describe the drive to Hunter’s house. He didn’t talk to me after asking me to pack my bags, except for polite requests like opening the car door for him to put my suitcases in or to ask me to put my seatbelt…