Chapter 13

I laid in bed for days. I was in so much pain. What was I going to do? I have to stop him and get Thomas back. That is hoping that Thomas is still alive. That thought hurt me more than it should have. I looked down at my side to see if my stitches were holding.

I was very grateful to see it was still holding. I had to do something. The bleeding might have killed me if I hadn't. This way though I knew for a fact that Jack was here. In turn, meant that he knew I was here. He never really came out during the day so I wouldn't have to worry about him finding me very easy.

I needed to get my strength back up so that way I could go out looking for him again tonight. I pulled myself up to sit on the side of the bed. I groaned a little bit feeling how much it tore on the stitches. I checked to make sure there was no bleeding. I washed my button-up shirt trying to get the blood out of it.