I wake to the pressure of someone holding my hand. “Thank the goddess, you're awake. I need to leave soon, but I wanted to know you’re okay.” I open my eyes to a ruffled Trick. The clock above the door says 7 p.m. Trick looks so sad, and his hair has gone grey/blue, the color of the sky right before a storm.

“Promise me, ! Never again!” I blink. He hasn’t called me since before his mom died,

“I promise, Trick, I’m just scared to be alone again.” I try not to cry, but I’m drained physically, mentally, and emotionally. He kisses my temple as Max walks in.

“Jenson, we need to go. Someone is on the way to take over Miss Ashes’ care, but you and Bramley need to be taken to Giovanni, as he has someone else to collect.” Jenson nods and kisses my temple again.

“Remember your promise, Quinny,” he sighs.

“ Remember, we love you, and you will be home with us soon .” He slips into Japanese. Tears stream down my face.

“ I love you.” I reply, He hugs me and whispers,

“Home.” I hear him say ‘soon’ as the door shuts. Blackness then takes me as I fall asleep.

I know as I wake, I’m not in the hospital anymore or in a car. I have no idea where I am, and I’m lying on something cold and hard. The air smells damp and musty like I’m underground. I can hear the buzz of artificial light, so that’s a bonus?. I think! I sit up and look around: concrete walls, steal door with a viewing window, dirt floor, there’s a wooden toilet in the corner, but it looks like there is a bucket in the base not plumbed in, there’s a wooden shipping crate with a thin blanket for a bed, which I am laid next to.

Yup, Jameson is pissed, and I’m fucked. Ren and Jenson won’t ever find me here, and I will be lucky if Dex and Levi can reach me here. I get ‘My Chemical Romance-I’m Not OK’ in my head – brilliant, nothing like my inner monologue confirming my fears.