Chapter 47

TRINITY Aunt Abby looks at her son with eyes filled with so much pain and misery before she starts telling us what really happened that night. I feel a hand on my mouth to stop me from shouting and a cold sharp pointing at my side, making me freeze, and I know exactly what it is; a knife. "I'm not gonna hurt you, Mackenzie," he whispers, making me shiver in fear. "Promise me that you won't shout once I remove my hand from your mouth. Promise me, Mackenzie," he says firmly. All I did is to nod in agreement. I remember my phone on the nightstand, and the monitor of our security system is there too. He slowly releases his hands from me, and I manage to face him. "How did you escape, Drew?" I ask quietly, still shaking. "I pretended to be sick. I mean to be crazy. When they transported me to the Mental Facility, I was able to escape from there," he explains. He looks thin but cleanly shaved and doesn't look hurt. "Mackenzie, I need your help. I can't stay there. They're hurting me. Mackenz