Page 89 of Never Let Me Go

“Okay. I want you to just focus on these feelings. Let them fill you and up see if you unlock anything else.”

Breathing deeply, I do as he says, letting the emotions pour in and tears begin pouring down my face as another image flickers across my vision. This time, I explore it myself, immersing myself in what I can see, what I can smell, and what I feel.

“Oh my God,” I whisper, gasping for breath and Fuzz grabs my hand, jerking me out of my memories. I open my eyes and meet his.

“What did you see, Juliette?”

I press my hand to my chest, shaking my head as I try to rein the emotions back in. “Gavin… he was holding me captive in the apartment. I found out something I wasn’t supposed to and when he realized I knew, he lost it….”

“Can you remember what you found out?”

“No,” I whisper, shaking my head, and he nods as the door to the war room bursts open. Sawyer charges in and sighs when he sees me.

“There you are.” His gaze drops to my hand in Fuzz’s grasp and his eyes narrow as he takes a menacing step forward. “What the fuck is going on in here?”

“Sawyer,” I whisper, more tears filling my eyes as I drop Fuzz’s hand. “Why are you back? I thought you had to go run an errand?”

He shakes his head. “Chance and Storm said they could handle it on their own. They thought I should be with my girl. Now, I’m going to ask again… What the fuck is going on here?”

“He was helping me remember.”

“Is it working?”

I nod and his eyes widen as he steps into the room and closes the door behind him. He rounds the table and sits on my other side, running his hand through his hair as he grabs my hand. “What do you remember?”

I relay everything I just discovered to him and he studies me before turning to Fuzz. “Sorry I almost killed you, brother.”

“It looked bad out of context,” Fuzz answers with a shrug.

“Can we keep going?” Sawyer asks, his gaze flicking between Fuzz and me. Fuzz nods.

“As long as Juliette can handle it.”

I suck in a breath and nod as my stomach rolls. “Let’s do it.”

“All right, Juliette,” Fuzz says. “Same thing as last time. Close your eyes and focus on the memory, then feel it, relive it.”

I nod and do as instructed, closing my eyes and letting the memory flood back in. I’m standing in my bedroom, staring at something but the words on the page are still blurry. Gavin walks in and our eyes meet…

“What the fuck is this?” I hiss, holding the paper up and he pales, taking a step toward me as he shakes his head.

“Please, baby. I can explain.”

My eyes widen. “You can explain? There’s no fucking reason you should have this information unless you were planning to use it against me!”

“I know it looks bad,” he replies, desperation flashing across his face. “But you have to let me…”

“I don’t have to let you do a damn thing!” I crumple the paper up in my hand and reach down to grab a file off the bed before charging past him into the living room. He follows me as I march over to the fireplace and toss everything inside, watching as the flames consume it.

“Jules, baby… please,” he pleads behind me. “I’ve made some mistakes and I’ll tell you everything but you have to know that I love you more than anything.”

I shake my head and turn back to him. “I don’t know that. I don’t know anything anymore.”

Staring at him across the room, I know there’s no way I could trust him again, not after what I just found and there’s too much at stake to take the chance that he won’t use the information he has against me. I shake my head and walk past him into the bedroom before grabbing my suitcase out of the closet and tossing it on the bed.

“Where are you going?” he asks as he walks into the room and I barely glance in his direction as I start pulling clothes off of the racks.

“My dad’s house.”