Chapter 647 - 64- Reece – What Is Going On? Part 2 (VOLUME 4)
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Reece
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"What are you saying, Trevor? I don't think I am following you? How can you help Trinity?"
"Well, ever since you called, I have been researching some things. I have a couple of people in my pack that are half bear and half witch doctor. They were a little uhm.., well, let's just say that they were not ordinary, OK. These people, they're twins, and they can do some things that no one else can."
I was trying to follow along with what he was saying but he was still standing over me from where I sat. In all honesty, I was not accustomed to tilting my head back that much looking that high up, so it was throwing me off a little.
"I don't think that I am following you, Trevor. Sit down somewhere so I can see you better and then we can talk."
"It doesn't look to me like you can see shit. Those eyes of yours are swollen nearly all the way shut with the tears you had been shedding, that and the force of holding them in. You look like a wreck, man."
"Gee, thanks so much for that vote of confidence in me. I appreciate it so much." I wanted to snap at him, to say the words angrily, but I didn't. Instead, the words came out weak and defeated.
"Come on Reece, let's go sit at the table so we can talk. Maybe call someone to bring you some coffee."
"I don't want to leave Trinity's side. I just want to sit here and hold onto her and hope that she wakes up." I refused his suggestion and looked back at my Little Bunny through my swollen eyes.
"Fuck that, come on." He grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me to my feet. I tried to fight him off and hold to my Little Bunny's hand, but he stopped me with little effort. "This is pathetic. You're letting yourself get beat by me too easily, Reece. You see what I mean about you, you're going to end up hurt soon. You need to vent and for Goddess's sake, Reece, you need to fucking sleep. And, are you even eating at all? You're losing weight like crazy."
"I haven't lost that much, it's only a few pounds." I tried to deny his accusation but even that sounded half hearted to my own ears. Dammit, this was not going well. Trevor was right, I was letting myself go. I was giving up. And if I did that, I would end up catatonic like my mom did.
"Come on, sit at the table, order the maid to bring you some food and coffee, then sit here and talk to me. I won't leave until we have said our peace, but I am not going to say anything until you take care of yourself." He was being firm with me and I knew it was out of the brotherly bond we had since we were kids.
At this point, Trevor had just forcibly sat me down in a chair after literally carrying me across the room. He was standing behind me and hovering over me until I made the order to have some food brought up to me. I did as he wanted and sent a mental link to Abigail and Roisin. I asked for lunch, coffee, water, beer and snacks. I wanted to make sure that Trevor had something as well and I didn't know how long he and I were going to talk for.
The food was apparently already made. They had been waiting for me to call for them to bring the food to come to the room. I hadn't realized how much I was worrying the few staff members that we were still keeping on at the moment. They were probably thinking that I was going to end up like Trinity as well. Dammit! I've been a fucking fool.
The food was brought right up by a relieved looking Roisin. She didn't linger though. She just set down the plates and then backed out of the room with a smile on her face. After that, Trevor refused to say anything until I ate at least half of my food. I needed to get the nourishment into me, or so he said.
After the two of us ate and downed a few beers, Trevor was ready to move on and actually talk. I didn't know what it was that he had to tell me, but I knew that it was enough for him to have come all the way here from the compound.
"Alright, now that you've gotten a little bit of color back into your face, sit right there, shut up, and listen." He growled at me but not in an angry way. I could tell that he had truly been worried about me when he first got here.
"I am already sitting, and I hadn't said anything, so I didn't need to shut up." I joked with him as he was doing with me. It was our way of showing our love for each other.
"Well, now you do need to shut up." He grinned then leaned forward to brace his arms on the table in front of him. "Now, I mentioned to you those twins from my pack, right. Well, they've had differences about them their whole lives, and I admit that I didn't pay much attention to them all that much before. When I started to ask people in my pack about souls and things like that, I was told to talk to Chloe and Charlie. They are not often out and socializing with the rest of the pack. In fact, the two of them live up in the mountains and try to avoid everyone at all costs." I was a little intrigued by what he was saying, but I didn't know what it mattered to me.
"So, why are these twins so important?" I asked him, still trying to figure it out.
"Well, apparently, these twins are able to communicate with spirits. They can contact ghosts and other apparitions. And it's legitimate too. It's not a hoax or anything that is fake. It's real."
"OK, well, thanks for that Trevor, but Trinity isn't a ghost. She's in a coma because her soul left her body."
"Yeah, I know that, dumbass. What is a ghost if not a soul that does not have a body anymore? I am coming to you with this because I want to bring the twins here to see if they can see what happened with Trinity and find out why her soul isn't here anymore. It's a long shot but it's the only thing that I can come up with. And not to mean, Glory hasn't managed to find anything yet either. So, you have to admit, it's worth a shot."
Trevor had a point. A ghost was a soul. So if these twins can communicate with ghosts, it means that they communicated with souls. And my Little Bunny was currently without her soul right now.
"Yeah, you're right. It's worth a shot." I smiled and nodded at him as I thought about what he was offering me. "Thank you, Trevor."
"See, I told you I had something for you, moron." That was his way of being embarrassed and being happy that I accepted his help.. He was easy to read, to me at least.