Series Of Misfortune

MIA

“Javier!” I yelled at the top of my voice as he and the mysterious Killian fellow seemed to vanish into thin air.

“No, no, this cannot be happening,” I muttered to myself as my panic reached new heights.

I got off the sofa and ran to Ivan and rocked him viciously, “Ivan, get up, get the hell up, right now!”

I pleaded and shouted but he remained unresponsive, he just lay there, like a log of wood.

I ran upstairs to my room, took my phone and dialed Bastien’s number, he answered on the first ring.

“Mia?”

“Come over right now!” I screamed into the receiver and hung up.

My heart was going crazy in my chest and my head was spinning. I couldn’t think straight, who was that guy and what had he done to Ivan. Where had he taken Javier? Was I truly never going to see Javier ever again?

‘Calm down, Mia, you are spiraling out of control, try to get a grip on your emotions,’ Lynn tried to advise.

‘How, get a grip how? My mates are dead because of me,’ I said sobbing.

‘Your mates are not dead y