Chapter 52
Dean
My body jolted, and I woke up, wondering if the distant scream I heard was part of a dream.
She was still alive in my dreams. That's why I didn’t sleep. Seeing her and then waking up only made the loss worse.
I would never get the chance to speak with her again.
I rubbed my eyes, inhaling as I reached out to Lily’s side of the bed. But Lily wasn’t there, and Bella was barking.
Feeling weary, I pulled myself out of bed and made my way to the door, trying to gain some sense of normal from a day so heavy. I thought I was all out of tears, yet another lump was quick to form in my throat the second I thought about the funeral again.
Focus on the dog.
I dragged the door open. “Bella. Enough… What the fuck?”
I’m dreaming. It has to be a fucking dream.
Lily was on the couch in the dress she wore to the funeral, but there was tape over her mouth, and her arms were bound behind her back as she stared at me with terror in her eyes and a bruise on her cheek.
The barking was coming from Kira’s bedroom, but my focus was on Lily as she tried to say something through the tape.
She shook her head frantically and nodded to the kitchen. Her eyes were wide with a warning.
Before I could even think about looking at the kitchen, something solid hit the side of my head.