The Hybrid's Sons

Chapter Thirty-Nine

When I wake up I'm cold and it's dark, no longer am I cuddling with Finn in his oversized bed piled with blankets. Now I lay on a cold hard ground, listening to the water drop down onto the floor.

I sit up, confused. What had happened? Why am I here? I look around the dark room, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. I don't seem much, just walls on each side, no doors at all.

A whimper sounds to the left, it's the first real noise I have heard since I woke up, and it shocks me. Who else is in here with me? I stand up, and notice that my body feels light, no longer do I feel the weight of my body dragging me down, it's feels as if I'm floating.

I walk, or float - I'm honestly not sure which - over to where I heard the noise. I look as see a small figure lying on the ground, curled in on itself. I place my hand on the body, and roll it over slightly.

I jump back in shock as I let out a loud, startling gasp. Laney stares back at me, confused as he eyes brows furrow at me. Her hair is matted down with grease, sweat and dirt. Her eyes seem to be ringed with red, like she had been crying nonstop, and her body shakes from the cold. Even from the small touch to her body, I can tell she hasn't been fed or given anything to keep her out of the cold.

I stumble back more until I land on my butt on the cold floor. I wince, but I make sure to keep my eyes on Laney. I don't want to ever look away. I have found her! I found my sister! And she is alive! Now, we need to leave, if only I could get my muscles to move and my mouth to make sounds.

“Fitz? Is that you? Are you coming to get me?” What does she mean am I coming? I'm already here, aren't I?

“Fitz, just remember ForrGood, can you remember that? Please, please come get me.” I open my mouth to respond, but suddenly everything is black again.

I scream as I sit up in Finns warm fuzzy bed. I startled Finn awake, but I continue to scream and cry as I frantically try and get out of Finns grip and the bed.

“Fitz!? Shit! Daddy, Papa, Papi, Dad! Help! I don't know what is wrong with him.” I continue to scream and thrash around the bed, until finally I am able to make my way out of Finns grip and the too big bed.

I rush out of the room, barely caring that I am only in my boxers and there are multiple people standing outside their rooms to see what is going on. Once I make it to my room, I rush to where I stored all of my drawings and sketches. I grab the first book I can find and the first pencil I can find before scribbling out a single word right before I pass out again.

ForrGood