Isaac's POV
I haven't spoken to Belinda since. She, on the other hand, has had a lot to say to me. Nothing but excuses as to why she can't do the right thing. It was funny actually. She was beginning to think she had imagined our conversation. She told Jackson I spoke. I didn't tell him the truth though. She knew he would kill her. He came into the room. As usual, I pretended not to hear them.
"HEY." He yelled. I made no movement and kept my eyes closed. Thinking about going home to Celeste keeps me calm.
"Seriously, Belinda? You said he could hear you."
"I swear he heard every word. He can hear us now. He knows we have him."
"There is no way someone can be that calm and quiet with this commotion. Wake him up." I felt the nudge from the long stick they had been using to gain my atte
