𝟮𝟬. final straw

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"she's up" a voice echos making layla turn her head to the source of the voice
everything was blurry, but she could see a figure walking towards her setting her heart into panic mode

"no" she mumbles shaking her head before pushing her body off the couch making her fall onto the hard wood floor with a thump
she crawls to the corner before trying to use her hand to push up the window but it flips

everything was in pain, everything was burning and everything was bruised
she could barely see in a straight line until the figure leaned closer to her face making her cheeks sting as the tears spilled from her eyes
her eyelashes blinking them away.

"layla" a whisper came making slam her eyes shut trying to drown out the voices, the echos

her body freezing in fear as the shadows walked around her, making her mind race for a solution while the bags under her eyes swell her face

"layla" the voice snapped in front of her making her eyes snap open to find two warm hands placed on her cheeks
they weren't the hands she wanted the same hands that felt like home

but they were hands that gave a comforting feeling, a safe one.

her green eyes dazzle in the light as she fades them open, trying to make out the concerned figure in front of her
her eyes scanning the face before she lets out a sigh in realisation

"jackson?"

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"will you stop panicking, she's fine" aven called rolling her eyes at the blonde boy who paced the living room floor in the château

"you don't know that aven" he says looking at the girl who sat in the chair throwing popcorn into her mouth

johnb and pope had left to go find heyward and convince the man to let them take some groceries for free as the château were running out of food
and layla had gone home to change out of her sandy clothes but hadn't returned after a few hours

"look, ill call her" aven shared grabbing her phone from her back pocket
"she'll answer, say she's running late and everything will be fine" she presses laylas number before putting it on speaker

the call didn't even ring, it cut off taking the brunette straight to voicemail
which made the blonde turn to face her with a look of panic while the girl nervously chuckles

"one more try" she calls in nervousness her leg starting to shake slightly
she pressed the number allowing it to call but having it take her straight to voicemail for a second try

she locks her phone before clicking her teeth and looking back up at the blonde boy who was biting on his lip with a frown

"okay" she whispers, "now we can panic" aven sighs before standing up and grabbing her bag

jj opens the fridge grabbing 2 beers from it and holding it to the girl who looks up at him

"seriously?" she asks him making him shrug his shoulders making the girl sigh and open her bag wider allowing the boy to place the beers in gently.

jj runs over to the counter searching for the keys to the girls car before aven looks up at him seeing him in distress

"jj" she calls making him ignore her and continue looking for the keys
aven placed her bag on the chair and walks over to the boy grabbing his shoulders

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