I'm lost with this story. I have no idea where it's going. Oh well.
Dex's POV
Dex knew where Sophie had been taken. But no one would listen to him, they would look at him with pity in their eyes and say "it's OK." But it WASN'T OK! It would never be OK until they found Sophie. Dex had to speak up. He was sure he remembered the place he and Sophie had been at, he could remember the horrifying place crystal clear.
Dex stood up from his bed, he walked towards the door that leads out of his room. His face that now was regularly blank with set with determination. He walked down the clear stairs and into the kitchen.
His Mother appeared surprised he was in the kitchen.
"Sophie-e and I-I," Dex stuttered. He needed to tell someone.
"Go on, Dex," Juline said with her eyes wide and a gleam of hope in her eyes that her son wasn't broken.
"We were kidnapped, not washed away, And Sophie's still there." Julines's face expression turned to horror and the gleam in her eye was no longer there. Tears ran down Dex's face like a waterfall.
Juline ran up to her sobbing son and engulfed him in a hug. She too started to cry a bit. Not because Sophie and Dex had been kidnapped, but because something so bad had happened to her son that he believed Sophie was still alive. Because she knew, Sophie was gone. Gone…..