Page 48 of Falling Hard

“Kurt, stop, it’s me you want, not her. Take me instead,” Emmie cried as she stepped closer to Kurt. “Please, I’ll do anything you want. Just let her go.”

“It’s too late for negotiations, Emmeline, I was gonna make this quick, but now I’m gonna to take my sweet time. Now get moving back in the bedroom before I break her neck.” Kurt growled, dragging me back toward the bedroom, and as Emmie followed, his gaze didn’t leave hers.

I could see the terror in her eyes as we entered the bedroom, and he shut the door. I looked around for anything I could use to get away, but there was nothing, just her bed, end tables, and dresser.

“Get on the bed. You’re going to watch as I fuck her, then when I’m done with her, I’m coming for you,” Kurt said with a sick grin on his face as I shook with terror.

Glancing down, I noticed the broken glass from the lamp and yanking my body as far forward as I could, I pretended to fall. I damn near hit the floor, but I grabbed a shard of glass, hissing as it cut into my hand.

A sickening pop filled the room when Kurt cursed and yanked my arm back. Thunder shook the windows as my back slammed into his chest.

Swinging my arm as hard as I could, I jammed the shard of glass into his upper thigh. When he screamed and let me go, I dove across the room to the sliding glass door and yanked it open. “Emmie, get out,” I screamed. The cold wind nearly knocked me over as rain hit me in the face, making me shiver.

Emmie quickly jumped off the bed and flew out of the door.

“The garage, Emmie! Critter’s still in the garage,” I screamed over the wind.

We were both drenched as we made our way toward the garage, trying to avoid the overturned furniture that was scattered all over the patio.

A shot rang out through the air. I froze, and my hand flew to my side as I gasped. Emmie’s eyes went wide as she spun around, then froze on the spot.

I shook as a burning hot pain shot through my side, and when I looked down at my hand, it was now covered in blood.

“Don’t fucking move, Emmie, or you’re next.” Kurt snarled and limped toward us. Once he stood in front of me, he pistol-whipped me, and pain shot through the entire left side of my face as I fell to the ground, landing on my back. I screamed as Kurt kicked my ribs several times, and I nearly blacked out from the pain and blood loss.

Emmie screamed and rushing forward, she tackled him to the ground, hitting him repeatedly before he backhanded and overpowered her.

He stood up and grabbed her by her hair to yank her to her feet. I could barely make out what he was saying, and my vision was going fuzzy as he pulled her back around the corner of the house and out of sight.

Panicking, I tried to stand but fell back to my knees, inhaling sharply as the pain in my side became nearly unbearable.

“Come on, Libby, get up. Get up, Emmie needs you. Come on and move” I cried. Getting up on shaky legs, I used the side of the house to brace myself up and slowly limped forward. I heard several loud crashes, then the sound of glass shattering. I rounded the corner as lightning flashed again, and I nearly dropped to my knees as I saw Emmie lying on the patio surrounded by broken glass, eyes shut and not moving.

“Emmie! Oh, my God, Emmie, please, please, be okay,” I cried as I made my way over to her as quickly as possible. I dropped to my knees and grabbed onto her hand. Placing the other one on her neck, I barely felt a pulse as blood dripped down her forehead. “Emmie, come on, Emmie, open your eyes,” I cried out, swaying back and forth. I had a hard time keeping my eyes open, and I looked back inside the room just as Kurt stood up.

Kurt looked at me, grinning wickedly, and as he made his way back outside, it all happened in slow motion. Critter ran into the room with his gun drawn and fired several times. Kurt froze, and my eyes widened as small red dots appeared on his shirt. He slowly fell forward, not moving, and then I saw Critter rush toward me as everything went black.

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