Gabriel’s POV
Five days.
Five f*****g days and we still didn’t know a f*****g thing.
We had been scouting the area but still didn't come up with anything still. We haven’t found the entrance. There were no people lurking around. Nothing. f*****g nothing.
I haven’t been sleeping or eating. I was drowning in anger, despair, and fear. I was going crazy without her. I have been irritable, and I snap easily. Yesterday, Jack and I got into a fight. I don’t even know why. He said something that made me angry, and I couldn’t hold back. I knocked him to the ground, and he fought back. Both of us now have a black eye, split lips, and bruises on our faces. We are not a pretty sight to see. But I don’t f*****g care.
The others weren’t doing much better either. None of us were eating or sleeping
