unbroken (unexpected series)

chapter 53

A/N:NOT EDITED. OKAY SO SOME OF YOU ARE STILL HAVING THAT VIEWING PROBLEM WHERE THE CHAPTERS ARE ALL CHOPPY AND MISSING PIECES, OR SKIPPING? WELL I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU... I'M NOT SURE WHY IT'S HAPPENING BUT I'VE SENT A NOTE TO WATTPAD, BUT WELL SINCE THEY KEEP MAKING CHANGES I GUESS EVERYONE'S JUST GOTTA GO WITH THE FLOW OR SOMETHING.

I'M NOT TOO SURE, BUT I THINK IT'S HAPPENING MORE WITH THE NEW WEB INTERFACE THAN IT IS WITH THE WATTPAD APP.

A few people asked about 'Scratch' and how it fits into this story? It's the same as HFM, they are people that I want their back story out of the way before I bring them in. So I guess you can say that they are spin-in (opposite of spin-offs?). The main character in 'Scratch,' is one of the people that the Elders are hunting down... while this book has more of the healing from the trauma of it all, 'Scratch,' will divulge Elder/facility/Research information. Hope this answer helps.

Anyways... Enjoy.

Roxann.

Chapter 53 - Chelsea POV

My heart ached, my chest tightened, and tiny pricks crawled up and down my back, my stomach uneasy, as I came to my own realization of Kieran's abuse. "Do you think this is why he didn't like when his family touched him?" I murmured sitting next to Grant the two of us just waiting and giving Kieran time to get out from his own mind right now.

"Chelsea the mind is a very mysterious entity and I can tell you, I hadn't assumed that he was abused by someone he knew personally," Grant explained. His face tight and lines more defined than I had ever seen on him, his mind torn and own heart hurting for this young man in front of us. Leaving the room briefly, I went for my supplies, sketchbook on my lap and pencil in my hand I began drawing from the memory Kieran had, the flash of different white coats, his uncle and others.

"Sick bastard," Grant hissed when the image I was drawing formed more and we could actually see the similarities to Kieran himself in the sketch. The same chiseled jaw, the eyes of his father reflected in that of his uncle. Next to me Grant crossed his arms against his chest, his heart racing. Jack can you come alone to Kieran's room? Bring sedatives... just in case, I added in the last minute.

"I need to go speak to his parents," I clarified when I stood and waited until Jack was at Kieran's door, "Grant I don't want you to get hurt, if someone needs to approach Kieran, please let it be Jack..." I met his eyes, hoping he understood. Nodding slowly, I sighed in relief, going to Gabriel's office and giving Remy, Logan and he the images I drew, keeping the one of Kieran's uncle in my folder and walking to Carla and Tony's.

We had basic information on Jerry Ryan, Tony's brother, microbiologist, but it was only the bare minimum from what I could remember reading. With shaky hands I walked up to the porch knocking, just once and Mrs. Ryan - Carla - was already at the door, her face panicked. "Is something wrong with Kieran?" I blinked, was this just her parental radar asking or... wouldn't come unless something was wrong with him. Listening carefully I couldn't place anyone in the house with her, so I took a second to find the mind of her husband and children. All of them were currently at the hospital visiting with Connor.

"I need to speak to you," I started off, clueing Grant in to this conversation, knowing I would need him to discuss this with her. "Kieran - first we need to go inside," she nodded confused but moved away from the door letting me in and leading us to the sofa. Her back stiff and straight, her heart pounding in her chest, louder than anything in the house and for a moment I had to wonder if I would be like this with Ava, with any other children Gabriel and I had together. Would I always be in a sort of panic and believing the worse would always come their way? "First I want to tell you something," she nodded.