Franklin growled before he could stop himself.Then he took a calming breath.He needed to get Axar out of here.He could be angry later.
"Come on, honey, open the window."
It was an awning window, and Franklin had to duck as it swung open.Axar still hadn't said a word, but he kept staring at Franklin as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
Franklin jumped and pulled himself up over the windowsill, the frame digging into his hips as he dropped his weight over it and leaned down to reach the chain around Axar's leg.It was fucking insane that someone could chain their son to a wall.
He grabbed one of the links and pulled with all his might.His muscles strained, but the metal bent before finally snapping.The cuff they'd have to deal with later.
"Come on."He grabbed Axar's hand and tugged him toward the window as he allowed his feet to drop down on the ground again.
"But..."Axar allowed him to pull him to the opening, but he didn't climb out.
"Baby, come on.We can't linger."
Axar's eyes flew to his, then he nodded and put a foot on the windowsill.As soon as his other foot left the floor, Franklin reached for him and lifted him down.It wasn't high, but he didn't know what shape Axar was in.How fast did psychics heal?
"Let's go."Elvin had gathered the screwdrivers while Franklin had gotten Axar out.
"Are you able to run?"Franklin was unable to let go of Axar.
He got a hesitant nod in reply, which made him think he wasn't in any shape to run, but they had to be quick.
Together they moved across the lawn and into the neighbor's garden before heading out on the road and toward the car.
"Addox knows we're leaving."
Franklin almost stumbled as he looked back toward the house.The car was so close."Will he come after us?"
Axar shook his head as a look of sorrow swept over his face."No."
"What's his skill?"Franklin unlocked the car.
"He feels sounds."
Franklin frowned."Feels them?Can't he hear?"
"Yes, he can hear, but every sound has a vibration.He's super sensitive."
He'd said he was sensitive before.Franklin opened the backseat door and motioned for Axar to get in.Once he did, he rounded the car and got in on the other side, also in the back seat.Elvin rolled his eyes but got into the driver's seat and got the car started.
"What do you mean, super sensitive?Does he hear us now?"
Axar nodded, then shook his head."He can't read the words, but he'll feel the vibration of the engine.His skin is...delicate.Clothes are problematic, sounds are problematic, going into town is a nightmare."
And yet he'd come to the bar every time, and he'd been dressed.
Axar looked at him."I can't leave him here."
He already had.They were speeding out of Foolshope."We'll get him out.Does he have bars over his window?"
Axar shook his head."He obeys Mother."
Franklin nodded as if he understood.He didn't."Why don't you?"
"The ghosts.They get upset if I don't try to help them."His voice dropped into a whisper."I have to help them."
Of course.He met Elvin's gaze in the rear-view mirror.This was such a mess.Ghosts, cruel mothers, and a brother who needed saving.
