The rose, once a beautiful red, was now a dark, dirty color, the petals barely hanging on. The air in the living room was thick with tension, anger seeping off the men who sat on the sofas and couch. Their fists were clenched, especially Sebastian's, his knuckles were deadly white. He didn't even get apologize to her, explain to her his side of the story. She was gone. The sick feeling that I knew who it was kept nagging me and it soon turned it to an unbearable urge to throw up. I had an unsettling thought that he will call, asking for something and in return he would give Jamie back. Roy. That sick asshole who failed to kidnap me, twice, now turned to my friends.
My eyes landed on shaking Jane, the girl who I found kind and cheerful, she was quaking to her core. Her swollen cheek and bu
