Hope's POV
I woke up to yelling that had some cursing placed in there as well. Not a fun way to wake up, and I didn't want to listen, but they could hopefully give me some information as to where I was.

"Why'd ya let 'im hear all that?! You @#*?& !! Ya forced us to go at 'im, an' ya saw what happened there! We were almost caught, ya @#*?& !!" I heard crashing, and I yelped, backing away from the door when something hit it.

"Boss, we told 'im if he said anythin' his brother's family would git it too. Besides, we got 'dem explosive stuffs. We dunno if 'e was even the one dat squealed. There were several people dat refused to help, an' we still threatened dem, but dey wouldn't. We's still gonna hafta ignore it 'an blow dis place. They'll be performing at da downtown whassit in two weeks. We kin blow it that morning." I choked back a sob, realizing what they were talking about. They didn't want money! They were going to blow this place up, thus killing me in the process. But why? I remembered a song by Britt Nicole, and started singing softly.

"Feels like I've been here forever. Why can't you just intervene? Do you see the tears keep falling, and I'm falling apart at the seams. But you never said, the road would be easy, but you said that you would never leave. And you never promised that this life wasn't hard, but you promised you'd take care of me. So I'll stop searching for the answers, I'll stop praying for an escape. And I'll trust you, God, with where I am and believe that you will have your way. Just have your way, just have your way. When my friends and my family have left me. And I feel so ashamed and so cold. You remind me you take broken things, and turn them into beautiful. So, I'll stop searching for the answers, I'll stop praying for an escape. And I'll trust you, God, with where I am, and believe that you will have you way. Just have your way, just have your way, Yeah. Even if my dreams have died, and even if I don't survive, I'll still worship you with all my life, my life, yeah. Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa. And I'll stop searching for the answers, I'll stop praying for an escape, and I'll trust you, God, with where I am, and believe that you will have your way. Just have your way. Just have your way. I know you will, I won't forget, You love me. Have your way. " I realized the cursing and crashing had stopped, so I picked up the bag holding my breakfast. They hadn't used that rag in a few days, so I could finally eat. As I finished, I saw the newspaper lying by the door, so I crawled over to get it. There was another article about me and...just Joel? I flipped to where it continued the article, and read through it, forcing myself to choke back sobs multiple times, but when I saw the picture, I buried my face in the pillow, sobbing. They hadn't gone at Joel. They had attacked Joran. He had been critical for a couple days, but he was stable and recovering. When I finished reading it, I just cried. My life had fallen apart, but I knew one thing. Even if I didn't survive, the rest of my eternity would be spent praising God. And that, was all I needed to allow myself do drift back into a peaceful sleep.

Author's note- hello, sorry I've taken so long to update this, I've been busy. This is just a filler chapter, I'll do a longer one next time. And, I did skip about two weeks ahead. The two weeks I skipped are the same. Waiting, hoping, interviews, preparing for tour, praying. Stay tuned for more! New character next chapter! - Christianwhovian