Page 159 of The Breaking Pointe
Seconds later, shuffling stomps ensue down the hall, getting closer and closer to the door in front of me.
“Open the door, Noelle!”Daniel yells, pounding his fist into it, causing it to rumble.
I stumble back, struggling to contain my tears now as I successfully dial his number, shoving the phone against my ear as I fall to the floor and scoot into a corner.Just as Iget there, a large crack snaps throughout the door, making his entrance, one step closer, and his ability to hurt me all the more possible. “Please, please please…” I shut my eyes, sniffling as I whimper to myself.
The ringing of the phone feels like laughter while waiting for him to answer.I feel like I’m falling to my death and there’s nothing I can do.
This isit.
“Hey, sweetheart, I’m sorry, I’m literally leaving the meeting right now. I’m just gonna call you.” Colton picks up, talking instantly and soothing my ears.
“Colton…” I pant, gathering myself.“Help me— please—he’s gonna get me.”
“What?”heasks,suddenlybecomingalert.
“Daniel…” I sniffle, dragging a hand against my nose as I listen to him pound on the door, harder.“He’s here, he got in…” I add. “Please hurry—he has a gun, Cole…”
“Stay where you are.I’m coming, sweetheart,” he says urgently.
Suddenly, his voice goes silent, and the call sounds muted. Pulling it away from my face, I watch the screen go black as it dies.
Fuck, this is it.
I wish I were dancing.I could be a bird. I could dance away with the wind.
Far,faraway.
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tell me you love me
I don’t think I knew whatrealfear was or sounded like until Noelle’s phone call. Her tone was high strung and the speed of her words were panic-stricken. Then I lose the call. He could be doinganything. Though I wasn’t far from her, my mind was imperatively convincing with the thought that I was across the world.My mind is on the fact that he has a gun, and the numerous things he could be doing to her with it. All of it is digging a beastly sized pit in my stomach and fueling rage within my veins to prepare me for whatever I’m going to have to fight off.
The sound of the banging in the background of her terrified voice was so oppressive, I could feel it in person. I don’t even want to know what he was planning to do, but I just know I need to get my hands on him before he gets the chance. Telling him to stay away has unfortunately become very similar to beating a dead horse, and I have to take matters into my own hands. It’s an unlikely action that I’m not fond of, but right now, all that matters is making my point and saving my love.
And if that means I have to throw away my years of therapy—then so be it.
ForNoelle’ssake.
Jogging up the few steps that lead to her front door, I can already hear his barbaric actions being thrust upon her on the inside.
The door swings open easily when I grab hold of the handle, letting me in instantly. Inside the dim apartment is a chaos of overturned furniture and scattered belongings.Surveying the scene, I notice tiny shards of glass on the kitchen floor, and some of Noelle’s things scattered around the couch, along with a fluffy Chucky hiding under a nearby table. All of this, but the merciless banging comes to a halt, leaving me in ominous silence.
He’sgottabehiding.
“Noelle!”I yell, hustling through the house to some of the rooms down the hall.
Adrenaline is working overtime to propel me forward, yet also keep every segment of my body alert for any sudden attack.The quiet makes it more intense, as I know he’s probably hiding behind some corner.Like some horror movie. I bet he loves this shit.
Hearing a few footsteps, I stop in my tracks, waiting as I spot a dark figure standing in front of Lauren’s closed room. As my eyes wander down his body, I’m already aware of who it is—but unaware of if he’s holding the gun in question. Unsure or not, I could take a few guesses at what his next moves are while holding a weapon with that much weight and affect. But I’m not about to let him have the chance. I’ll take the bullet, and I may live, but Elle can’t get her sense of inner peace back if she’s hurt.
I guess he’s thinking the same thing about getting me before I get him, but I have zero time to figure out if that’s for sure, considering my mute observance is now spotted.
He launches at me, swinging the gun above his head to aim it at me.As he comes out of the shadows and all ofhim becomes visible to my eye, his face reveals how twisted with greed and menace he really is.Clutching the gun, he swings it right at my head while charging, but I find the last moments before we collide to duck. Without thinking, I ram myself into his torso, creating a blustering impact made by the both of us crashing together. Neither of us have control over where we land, wrestling around as we fly into different objects in the room, wrecking them more and causing him to finally let go of the gun, sending it into another part of the room.
“I’ve been waiting for this,” I seethe, gaining a grip on his shirt once his back hits a wall.
“I bet,” he hassles, snatching up my wrist, then launching a fist at my gut with his other hand.
