Suddenly I felt ......

A hand on my shoulder and a pressure in my left hand. At first I looked up from the ground and saw Steven looking at me, shocked, pitiful, sad and angry. Then I saw behind me and there was Lexa, I turned my eyes again forward and then to the ground. "Have you heard anything?" I asked the two of them still looking at the ground. "So I'm sweet for my." Just meant Lexa in a sad tone. Steven pressed my hand again and I looked up at him, he merely nodded. "Shall I give you something to drink?" I asked him because he had not spoken yet and I could imagine that his neck is quite rough. "Yes" came out quite scratchy and hardly understandable from his mouth. I stood up, ran past Lexa and around that bed of Steven. Took the water bottle, she turned up and poured the water into his glass and held it to his mouth. So that he could drink, he began to drink and when that glass was empty, he said "Thank you" I nodded and put it back to this little cabinet again.

"What's his name?" Steven asked after a while. "What do you mean by 'what is he called'?" I asked Steven in the hope he would not play on Jean. "Of course your rapist, or your ex, as you might call him, Princess say it and we'll sort out everything else later." I did not know what to say. So I probably said by far the most unbelievable of the world, that is, the truth. "He's with Chris in the dressing room." Steven looked at me, amazed at the marriage he began to laugh. "Very good joke." I looked at Lexa and she knew when I meant. "Now tell me how he's called Princess and then we'll find out where he really is." I looked at Lexa again and shrugged, then turned my head back to Steven and said, "He's called Jean." I said, and began to sob. And you could almost call it no more, it was a mixture of breathing and normal talking. This is all too much for a year until mother is dead and now that and all the memories, it seems to me as if it had just all happened. But it is a comfort to me that I'll be right with Lexa if it all halfway good is going to avenge. And I think cutting cuts would be a perfect revenge or something else that might come from my beloved Lexa and after that my brothers and dads get it. But only when we are finished with him, if they do not find him before. Which in turn would be very bad. I still want to revenge. But let's hope that he is still there when we are back in the villa and they have not freed him and brought him back. I suddenly heard a movement in my corner of my eye.