#victoia

Doing a snippet for this since I'm working on another project write now and unfortunately am not posting my 1,000 words today.

Week 8 of Jack's captivity

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Lily softly shook before jumping awake. Her eyes were watering and tears were overflowing as she clung to her pillow. Her eyes looking around wildly her room.

It took a good five minutes before she had the courage to stand up, running out of her room. Victoria and Jack looked up immediately when they heard her door open, Victoria cursing threats in his ear while cutting the ropes holding him while he threw his shirt on.

They had a plan in case this happened. In case the little seven year old found her older sister cutting up his skin.

The moment she saw him she cried in relief and fear. Running and hugging him tightly. Burying her face into his chest and sobbing.

He held her close as she cried, lightly rubbing her hair, thankfully his hands weren't bloody like normal. "W-what happened?" He asked softly to her.

"Mama and... and da-dada d-d-d-died..." She hiccupped while holding onto him tightly.

Jack froze a bit. She had a father?

He didn't know what to say but he picked her up and went to her mother's room. Knocking before opening it. She looked over while reading a book, looking enraged before seeing her daughter. "What did you-"

"Mama!" She wailed while running to her. Jumping on the bed and hugging her tightly while hiding against her.

Jack bowed lightly. "S-sorry... thi... think nigh-nightm-mare." He mumbled lowly.

She nodded a little before holding her daughter close. "It's ok sweetie. I'm here."