#Chapter 109 – Help me, please

“Come on,” Victor growls, grabbing my hand. “What?!” I say, surprised and a little unwilling. “Where are we going?” “To your house,” he continues, pulling me along. We leave our small pack of luggage behind, the boys running after us as Victor takes long strides around his house towards mine. “Victor, can you let go of me!?” I say, smacking at his hand which has a firm grip around my wrist. “I’m coming with you! You don’t have to drag me!” He pauses and looks down, seeing what he’s doing. Dropping my wrist, he shoots me a look of apology. I raise my eyebrows, letting him know it’s all right. The four of us hurry across the lawn towards my house, which is apparently now Victor’s headquarters, since his father and brother have claimed his own. The boys are unusually quiet, and I glance back to look at them. They’re staring at each other as they jog after us, clearly talking in that special way of theirs. I sigh, deciding that they’re probably okay – as okay as they can be