Chapter 5

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"You're up early," Kyle says, coming into the living room.

"I couldn't sleep last night," I shrug.

"At all?" He asks.

I shake my head.

"I know it's hard to believe, but it's gonna be okay," he says. "We're gonna be fine."

I nod, grabbing my phone and laying down on the couch.

"Lift your head," Kyle says.

I do as I'm told and smile when he sits down, placing my head in his lap and running his fingers through my hair.

"I love you," I say.

"I love you, too," he says, covering my body with a blanket. "You need to sleep."

"I'm fine," I argue.

"It's not healthy to not sleep," he says, taking my phone from my hands and placing it on the table. "I'm right here, no one's going to hurt you. I promise."

"Okay," I whisper, closing my eyes.


"Get up!" Kyle says. "Mack, up!"

"What? Why?" I ask.

"Get up!" He urges.

"What?" I whine, sitting up and seeing Danny and Liv in front of me. "What's going on?"

"They got the same letters we did," Kyle says.

"No, they didn't," I say. "They couldn't have! He can't come for us!"

"He's already coming for us," Danny says. "I woke up to blood wiped on my front door."

"Oh my god," I say.

"We need to take this to Headquarters right now," Liv says.

Kyle and I retrieve our letters from the kitchen and we begin the short walk to Headquarters, planning what we'll say when we arrive.

"Here we are," Danny says. "Kyle, you wanna take this one?"

He sighs before stepping inside ahead of all of us. None of the officials bother to look up.

"Excuse me," Kyle says to a woman at a desk. "Who can I talk to about a death threat?"

"A death threat?" She asks. "What kind of a death threat?"

"It came from the man or woman behind the unsolved murders," he says. "The only unsolved murders ever."

The whole room goes silent. Each official stops what they're doing and gets up from their desk, all of them walking out a back door.

"We need your help!" Danny yells.

"Please!" I beg.

"Someone has to know how to help us," Liv cries.

"Go home," a male official says. "You're delirious."

"We are not delirious!" I snap. "Our lives are in danger and our government doesn't care! You all care more about your stupid secrets than helping anybody around here!"

"Security," the official says, disappearing through the same door the others left through.

"You can go home now," the security guard says.

"You have to help us," Liv pleads.

"Out!" He snarls, placing a hand on his gun. "Or you're not gonna like what happens."

We turn and head out the door, going home.
"So what now?" I ask.

"I don't know, babe," Kyle sighs.

"Nobody even felt bad for us," Liv says. "They all just bolted."

"It's sickening," Danny shakes his head. "So I guess now we're stuck to figure this out by ourselves."

"How?" I ask.

"That part I don't know," Danny shrugs.

"This could be nothing," Kyle says. "It could be an empty threat."

"I'd agree if I didn't wake up to blood smeared across my door," Danny groans.

Kyle unlocks the front door and we step inside, the furniture in the house rearranged.

"What the hell?" Kyle groans.

"Do you think it was him?" I ask.

"It had to be," Liv sighs.

"I don't want to stay here," I say. "We need to go somewhere else."

"I'm with Mack," Liv says. "He knows where we all live, it'd be idiotic to stay put."

"So where would you like to go?" Danny groans.

"Let's just go anywhere but here," I sigh.

"None of us even have clothes that fit," Kyle says. "These clothes are three days old, and trust me, they're starting to smell it."

"Gross," I wrinkle my nose.

"We can apply for new ones and pick them up instead of getting them delivered," Danny says.

"Since when is that an option?" I ask.

"Why shouldn't it be?" He shrugs.

"For the same reason the officials wouldn't want to help their citizens," I say. "We don't know, but they probably have one. Just like there are probably a million more secrets we'll never know."

"Just like they shut down the police force over one guy getting away," Kyle shakes his head. "Maybe they would've caught him by now if they had the chance."

"And then this wouldn't be a problem," I frown.

"It shouldn't be one anyway," Danny says. "The officials should've listened to us, helped us find a place to stay, assigned someone to our case, and ensured our safety."

"But that would make them a police force," Liv rolls her eyes. "And we all know that won't work out."

"We'll just apply for clothes and then walk until we find a place to stay," Kyle says. "I guess we'll have to come back for them when they get delivered."

"I don't want to come back here," I say.

"Yeah, me neither," Liv agrees.

"Kyle and I will come to get the clothes and the two of you can stay wherever we're living," Danny says.

"Okay," I sigh.

"Why do I have to go back to the murder houses?" Kyle groans.

"I wasn't aware I had to add you to the list of girls I have to protect," Danny jokes.

"Real funny," Kyle rolls his eyes.

"Alright, ladies," Liv whines. "Break it up."

My laugh is cut short by disapproving glares from Kyle and Danny.

"I'm gonna go pack our stuff," I say. "Liv, wanna help?"

"Gladly," she smiles, following me down the hall.

I grab a duffel bag and we fill it with the necessities; phone chargers, bottles of water, snacks.

"We're ready," I tell the boys. "Do either of you need to grab anything from your houses?"

"Nope," Liv shakes her head.

"I'm good," Danny says.

"Alright," I say. "Ready, babe?"

"Yeah," Kyle sighs. "I'm set."

We leave the house and lock the door, hoping to be able to return one day soon. I wrap my hand in Kyle's and smile when he brings it to his lips.

"Babe?" I whisper.

"Yeah?" He asks.

"Are we gonna be okay?" I say, my voice shaking.

"I don't know, princess," he says. "But I'm gonna do whatever it takes to keep you safe. I promise."

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