Fear. That emotion that has the ability to have your limbs frozen. It has the power to have you either fighting with everything you have just to survive or have you running as fast as you can.But it all boils down to survival. So in a way, is fear good? I was on that cold dirty floor, in a room that was filled with the smell of a decaying body, just waiting for the worst as the guard towered over me. He raised his hand and as if it was all in slow motion, I saw it coming in my direction and yet I could not do a single thing about it. He hit me across the face so hard that everything went dark for a few seconds, a ringing appearing in my ears. Pain shot from my jaw straight to my right ear. I could hear nothing and I moaned out loudly, hurt. I was now flat on the floor, not even able to move until after a few seconds. My vision cleared and I was brought back into the world of reality. But oh, it was not over. He closed the distance between us and grabbed my throat with his strong
The guard’s expression softened slightly, though the memory of his pistol reminded me of the danger I was still in. With a final warning, he turned and led the way.This time, although I was still scared for my life, I followed him. I stayed a small distance until we reached the end of the paved path. There was a huge tree and the lake looked magical. If it was under any other circumstances, this would have been nice. But my life was literally in danger. The full moon’s light reflected on the soft rumbles of the lake and I could not stop staring at it.I was not even a painter but I wanted to paint the scene really bad. “You’re about to meet the person who killed your ex,” The guy said as he placed his hands in his pockets. “He would be here in less than five minutes.” I wanted to speak but to be honest, I was scared of this guy. He no longer appeared to me as that harmless stranger who wanted to help me. The image of him hitting me and almost shooting me with his pistol was etched
Fallon Knight. The name did not ring a bell. It did not sound familiar at all. Could Ben be lying to me? He just confessed to killing Mitch!After releasing a shaky breath, I took another step away and said, “You just told me that you had nothing to do with it, Ben. You lied. How do I know that you’re not lying to me right now?” It was getting windy, the coldness of the night making itself known. “Hear me out, okay?” He took a step closer and I flinched, causing a hurt look to cross his face. He then shook his head slowly as he continued, “Linda, I’m not the bad guy here, trust me.” I forced a smile. I could not believe that my brother was a murderer. “You have five minutes to make me believe otherwise,” I replied, wrapping my arms around my body.***Ben’s POVI could see the fear in my sister’s eyes. She looked so weary and drained. I hated that I was part of all of this, but that was not going to change the fact that I was. What I needed right now was to gain her trust; to let
Ben’s POV[Flashback continues]Clouds. They were so pretty; so very beautiful. The light from the sun made them seem magical. I was sitting on a plane, by the window. The first-class seats were much nicer, with so much space. Usually, I flew with the economy. Not because I did not have money to fly with style, but because it gave me a sense of normalcy. There was a guy sitting not too far from me and I had caught him staring at me over five times already. He was very good-looking, especially every single time that he would bring the wine glass to his rosy pink lips. Honestly, yes, I was attracted to the guy. But the thing was that I had a fiance, even though he was cheating on me. So no, there was no way I was going to entertain whatever game that this guy had started. I focused on the clouds and before I knew it, a few hot tears were sliding down my face. I quickly wiped them away, my heart burning. I was on my way to Iowa as Fallon had told me. Good thing that she was helping
Ben’s POV[Flashback continues]The ride to the hotel was quiet. I liked that the cab driver did not say a thing, he just did his job. I was stuck in my head, that was for sure. I could not stop playing in my head the images of the love of my life with another man. How could he do this to me? A question I was tempted to ask myself was ‘What did I ever do to deserve this’? But we all know exactly what I did to deserve it. What was missing? What didn’t I have that Mitch had to look for in another person? I’m not going to lie, I was hurting really bad. The depression was slowly eating my brain raw. And so was the rage and pain. When the cab came to a stop, I looked out the window and saw the hotel. It was huge and fancy. I paid the guy and even added a little extra due to how quiet he was being. Then I proceeded to get out of the car, grabbing my backpack and placing it on my back before heading right into the grand building. Inside was as luxurious as outside, if not even more. W
Ben’s POV[Flashback continues]Waiting, I was waiting for him to say something. In fact, just anything would help. But all I was met with was a face of shock, worry, and regret. “Are you not going to say anything?” I asked him, releasing the grip on my phone a bit. “I have screenshots of your messages, ones of your call log, and even a full video of you and your lover f*cking each other on a king-sized bed.” He gulped, his face getting white like a ghost. “Why do you have screenshots of my messages?”I was taken aback. I scoffed. “Are you being serious right now? Are you hearing yourself?” I could feel the anger in me rising to another level. “I caught you red-handed. I caught you cheating on me, Mitch! And that’s what you’re going to focus on right now?!” I took a few steps close to him, and man, I wanted to punch him so hard in his face. I wanted him to pay! It amazed me and really made me upset that he could not even take accountability for what he had done but was finding a wa
Ben’s POV[Flashback continues]My heart was pounding and I could feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead. What had I done? It was not like I did so intentionally but still, I had done it!“I need you to help me help him, please,” I cried. “Ben, what do you mean by you think you killed your fiance?” Fallon replied, her voice monotonous. “I don’t understand.” “I came in the room to talk to him, like you suggested, right? Then things got heated. I pushed him and he fell, his head hitting the dresser,” I explained, tears spilling from my eyes. All of this felt so surreal. “Okay,” She said in response. But it was way too calm. “Did you not hear me? I think I killed him!” “Calm down, Ben. I heard you the first time. Now, will you let me handle it?” I swallowed, wiped the tears from my face with the back of my hand, and replied, “Okay, okay.” I sniffled. “You have been going to the gym regularly, yes?” “What the f*ck does that have to do with any of this?!”“Answer the question,
Ben’s POV[Flashback continues]Something was making noise. It sounded like a drowned echo but when my eyes fluttered open and I groaned, twisting and turning on the floor, I realized that it was my phone ringing. I tried to sit up, my head still holding on to the headache that I had. It seemed like after I had left Mitch’s room and came to mine, I had fainted or so. The phone kept ringing and to be honest, it was so annoying. It was making my headache even worse. I grabbed it from the floor and answered in a weary voice, “Hello?” “Ben…good, you have not done anything stupid.” It was Fallon, the mysterious woman that I had gotten myself entangled with. “Everything has been taken care of, you have nothing to worry about. But…there IS something that I need you to do. Not for my sake, but for yours.” I stood up from the floor, sighed, and then replied, “What is that?” “Well…the police are outside, in the next room. They have made it a crime scene. An officer would be at your door in
Linda’s POVWe managed to get out of the burning room, and I swear I think I got a few burns but the adrenaline drowned the pain out. We were headed out and had no idea where the exit was due to how much smoke and fire was assaulting us from almost everywhere.The pinching pain in my belly was growing and as much as I tried to brush it off, it was getting harder to do with each step that I took.Suddenly, the roof caved in and fell to the ground causing us to be separated by angry flames. I was stuck on the other side and Chris and the others were away from me.Fear filled me and I took a few careful steps away from the raging fire. “Help!” I exclaimed.“Keep calm, Linda. We will find a way to get to you, but for now, I would recommend that you keep moving.” He pointed towards the ceiling.When I looked up, I saw that the fire was eating it up, it could fall at any second. “Okay!” I said loudly, so I could be heard above all the commotion. When I turned around to start moving, I was
Linda’s POVI had never been so scared in my life, the room held a tension that I could not describe. It felt like a nightmare, a real one.It felt like I was hallucinating all of this, but deep down, I knew that I was not. This was real, and it was something that I could not escape from. “Please, think about the baby,” I begged Mr. Kingston, tears flowing from my eyes and snot running down my nose.“Did you think of the baby before you and your friends decided to f*ici up my life?” He asked, dark humor dancing in his eyes.“Light them up,” he said, walking away. In seconds he was out of the room. Kirby flashed me a sad look before her features hardened again. She then walked out, the doctor guy following her.I sniffled and then sobbed out even more. I was beginning to smell gasoline, the smell was overwhelming. Sh*t, they were going to burn us up. My vision got blurred for a few seconds before I blinked the tears away, making it clear again.The door opened and I saw Kirby and th
Linda’s POVThe call went through but after a few rings, there was no answer. My heart was thumping in my chest and more tears threatened to spill from my eyes due to fear.“You better hope she answers, we are on a tight schedule,” Kirby warned me in a hard tone. I was praying for that too. “Call her again, maybe her phone is on Do Not Disturb,” I tried to find an explanation.“Hmm,” She mumbled in response before deciding to make the call again. This time, Fallon answers on the third ring.I let out a breath that I did not know I was holding. Kirby brought the phone close to me and put it on speakerphone. “This better be important, because I’m very busy right now,” Fallon said, it sounded like she was on a busy street because I could hear the sound of cars and people being people in the background. “It is,” I replied. “Fallon, I need your help; Chris and I have been kidnapped. The like went quiet for a few seconds and then she broke the silence. “Linda?” “Yes, Fallon, please…hur
Linda’s POVBeing bound was not a nice experience, the ropes were so tight that every time I would try to move, they would pinch my skin.But I had made my decision, I wanted to come out of here alive. I wanted my baby to come out of here alive, so I was going to do everything I was told to do no matter how messed up it would be.Kirby and the guy who I thought was a doctor soon walked out of the room, leaving me with the guy who was not too far from me.I knew it was a man because of his build but I could not tell who he was. He was wearing old and ragged clothes and seemed to be unconscious because his head was bent over in a weak way.“Are you okay?” I asked, attempting to see if he was awake even though I felt he was not. There was no reply. So I sighed and then glanced around the room, looking to see if I could find a way of escape, but it seemed like the only way to get out here was through the door.There were two windows in the room but both of them had iron bars that did not
Linda’s POVThe car soon came to a stop, it had been a long ride. “Take her inside,” Kirby commanded and the Doctor did as he was asked. He opened the door and got down before gesturing that I do the same. I did not want to be hurt and did not want my baby to be hurt either so I did as he told me. I got down from the car and glanced around. It was now dark but the lights from on the property were impressively bright. Acres of land stretched from both sides that I looked at, and a huge stood not too far from me. It looked like a castle. It was stunning but it had a dark energy that caused my heart to skip a beat. I already knew who was behind this. I mean, I had my suspicions at first but they had now been confirmed. The thought of Chris entered my mind and I felt a heaviness that I could not ignore. Why did they have me tell him that I was on a street that we were miles away from? Had it been a way to get him alone so they could harm him? Oh my gosh, I did not know what I would do
Chris’s POVKidnapped? The word rang in my ear over and over, and I could barely hear a thing after she had said that. The car behind mine honked loudly and I was pulled out of my trance. “Clink Street? You said you’re being held at Clink Street?” I needed to make sure that I had heard her right. “Yes…” Her voice broke before a shudder followed shortly after. Then the call dropped. I tried to call but there was no answer. So I tried again; again and again. And with the cars honking behind me as I was parked at the traffic light, blocking their way, I knew that I had to put it all aside for only a few seconds. My mind raced as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. Lind, my wife, was kidnapped. The thought was incomprehensible, surreal. But I could not afford to dwell on it. I had to act, I had to act fast. With a deep breath, I refocused on the present. The light that was was still green, so I finally drove and ignored the road rage that I was getting as I pulled to the
Linda’s POVMy heart skipped a beat, a cold fear gripping me as I realized something was terribly wrong. Panic surged within me, but I tried to keep my voice steady. “What do you mean, you lied?” I demanded, my voice trembling despite my efforts to remain calm. Dr. Adam’s smile faded, replaced by a chilling expression that sent shivers down my spine. “You, Linda,” He said softly, his ice blue eyes locking onto mine with unsettling intensity, “You’re not going to another room as you already can tell, you’re going to a little place called ‘Pay Back’.” I immediately jumped out of the wheelchair and tried to run for my life but I fell to the hard ground. We were in the parking place, basement level. “Help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but it was like there was not even a soul there. As I hit the ground, pain shot through my body, but fear propelled me to my feet again. Adrenaline surged through my veins as I fought to escape, but Dr. Adam was quick to react. He grabbed my arm lik
Linda’s POVI could barely speak, the pain overwhelming me as I doubled over on the bathroom floor. Every fiber of my being screamed with agony, and I feared for the safety of my unborn child. I already knew what it was, what was causing the pain. This was not my first rodeo, it was not the first time that it had happened. Aunt Maze and William rushed into the room, their expressions filled with alarm as they saw me writhing in pain. “What’s going on?” Aunt Maze exclaimed, her voice tinged with worry. I struggled to find the words amidst the agony that consumed me. “It’s the bullet…it’s moving and must be hitting one of my organs,” I managed to gasp out, tears stinging my eyes as another wave of pain washed over me. Fallon’s eyes widened with realization. “We need to get her to the hospital, now,” She said urgently, her voice plastered with panic. With her support, I managed to rise to my feet, the pain still stabbing at my abdomen with each step. Aunt Maze and William sprang int
Linda’s POVMy heart skipped a beat at the revelation, the gravity of the situation sinking in. The Kingstons had vanished without a trace, the police had no way of knowing where they were. I wanted to ask how that was even possible. But I already knew the answer to that. Power, money, and influence. They had found a way to disappear because of who they were. “What do you mean disappeared?” Chris demanded, his voice smeared with urgency. “How could a prison transport vehicle just f*cking disappear?” Sergeant Thompson’s tone remained solemn. “We are still trying to ascertain the details, but it appears to have been a deliberate act. We suspect foul play.” “Of course, there was,” I heard Fallon say under her breath before letting out a string of curses. The car we were in was more of a van and we could all fit in easily. My mind raced with so many possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. Had all of this been orchestrated from the start? Was he planning revenge right n