Page 36 of Kalix
“Sorry for what?” My heart races and I get a horrible gut feeling that this isn’t going to be a good conversation.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
He lunges for me, grabbing me by the arms. I try to pull away, but he over powers me and pulls me to his chest as we both fall to the ground. His hand slaps over my mouth to prevent me from screaming as he climbs on top and straddles me. He pins both of arms beside me on the ground. The last thing I feel is a pinch in my neck…
Present
“Oh good, you’re awake. I was beginning to think I might’ve overdone it.” Alex pushes off the doorway and sits on the bed beside me.
I lay still, not sure what his plan is.
He reaches over and strokes my cheek with his cold hands. “I’m sorry, baby. I knew you wouldn’t have come willingly, so I had to force you. But I want you to know I only did that so that I could prove to you that we are perfect for each other.”
I feel myself start to spiral. I’m on the verge of apanic attack. “Alex. Untie me, please.” I try to make myself sound strong, but my voice wavers.
He smiles and shakes his head, “Sorry, love. I can’t do that just yet.”
A tear slips down my face and he wipes it away. “Don’t do that. We’re going to be happy. You’ll see.”
He leans in and presses his lips to mine. I clamp mine shut, hell bent and determined to prevent his tongue from assaulting mine.
He gets irritated and lets out an unpleasant groan as he squeezes my cheeks forcing my mouth open. I fight him, shaking my head, trying to make him stop, but I fail.
He manages to latch his mouth onto mine, and sticks his tongue in my mouth. I bite down hard, drawing blood.
He rears back “You stupid fucking bitch.” His forehead connects with mine and my head feels foggy before everything goes black, yet again.
Kalix
I have to get her.
I have to get her.
I have to get her.
I have to get her.
The guys are looking for her, at least that’s what Issac said. Right? He said that, right? And I’m lookingfor her. So we have to find her. That’s, like, four people looking.
How many people took her? Who took her?
Fuck, what if she’s hurt? What if she’s dead?
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
No, she can’t be dead.
No, she’s okay. She’s okay.
How can I kill the person who did this?
Will she want to watch?
Murder. The only option. Right? Yeah. Right. No other way.
