Chapter 12. Invasion. Part 3

We were given a small room for ourselves. Charlie holds my hair up as I threw up into the toilet bowl. How dare he? How fucking dare he threaten me like that?

From then on, I decided not to be intimidated by a loser, an excuse for a man like himself. John Skiez was slowly but surely digging up his own grave.

As I retracted and wiped my mouth, Aaron speaks from the earpiece.

"I'm so fucking sorry, baby. Are you alright? Talk to me. I am so going to rip his throat out. I will kill him for sure, Ravine. We just need that gap. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." I could hear only half of what he was saying. The rest was blocked by my own numbing senses.

Charlie slowly rubs my back to soothe me. He flushes the contents down the drain as he helps me sit in the lid. I force myself to tap three times on my ear lobe to activate the voice.

"Hi, love. You could hear everything?" I stutter out, smiling.

"Yes." He answers in a shaky tone.

"Promise me you