Twisted Ties, page 18
part #2 of Ties Series
I would save Emma. I had to.
At least I knew where I was when I woke up this time. I held completely still and kept my eyes shut as I listened. If she were in the room with me, I would wait until she left. Maybe that would give me some time to break free. I listened closely for a few minutes. When I was sure she wasn’t around, I opened my eyes slowly. I kept my body completely still as I scanned what I could see of the room. I could see that my arms and legs were once again tied tightly to the chair. After my little escape attempt, she had tied me tighter than the last time.
“I see you’re finally awake.”
I jumped as her voice came from behind me.
Damn it. She’d been behind me all along.
“I am,” I said.
She walked around me and crouched down directly in front of me. “Thanks to you, I have one hell of a headache. You’re going to pay for that one. I can promise you that.”
“Just let me go, Ally.”
“Nope.”
She held up the knife from before, so I could see it.
“I’m going to play with you for a while before I kill you. I planned to make it a little less painful, but I think you deserve some pain after you threw me down a flight of stairs.”
She stood up and grabbed my shirtsleeve. After cutting it off, she ran the knife along the skin of my upper arm. The blade broke the skin but just barely. I almost sighed in relief. I had expected her to hurt me like before. My relief was short-lived as she pressed the blade against my arm again. I couldn’t keep myself from crying out as she sliced deep into my skin.
“Was it worth it?” she asked.
When I didn’t answer, she grabbed my hair and yanked my head back.
“Was it?”
“Yes. I wish you had died,” I whispered as tears ran down my cheeks. My arm felt like it was on fire.
“You’re not very nice.” She yanked my hair harder.
I bit my lip to keep from crying out.
She walked around and rolled up my other sleeve. She didn’t toy with me this time. She dug the blade into my skin and sliced my arm open.
“Please! Stop!” I cried.
She ignored me as she walked back in front of me. I started struggling harder as she pried my knees apart. I was terrified of what she might do.
“Stop moving so much!” she shouted once she had my legs wedged apart. “You’ll make me cut something major. I don’t want you to bleed out before I’m finished with you.”
She dug the knife into my inner thigh. I didn’t even try to hold back as I screamed. The pain was unbearable in such a sensitive spot. She finished her cut and then started another one, crisscrossing the first. I screamed again, begging her to stop. I screamed for someone to help me. I screamed Jesse’s name as loud as I could. I just wanted the pain to stop.
My throat was raw by the time she finished. I couldn’t stand this pain anymore. My leg felt as if she were holding a blowtorch up to it.
“There—now, for your other leg.”
“Please, Ally. Please stop. I’ll do anything.”
“You should have stayed away, Emma. You had your chance before, and you came back around. It’s your own fault that you’re in this situation.”
“Ally, I’ll stay away from Jesse. I swear to God, I will. Just let me go. I won’t tell him that you did this to me. I’ll fly back to California, and you’ll never see me again.”
“I can’t take that chance. If you’re still alive, then he’ll always hope that you’ll come back to him. He’ll have to accept that you’ll never be his once you’re dead. He’ll have to move on.”
“Ally, I’ll tell him whatever you want.”
“Nope. You should have just kept fucking my brother. We all could have been happy then.”
She sliced into my other leg, and I cried out again. I couldn’t scream anymore, only whimper in pain. I wanted to die at this point. Almost every part of my body was screaming out from the cuts or the beatings she’d given me.
“X marks the spot,” she said as she finished the cut. “Now, where should we cut next?”
She looked over my body like she was debating on what outfit to put on me, not where she would slice and dice me next.
“Let’s do your stomach.”
She pulled up my shirt and tucked it into my bra, so it wouldn’t fall down. I closed my eyes as I waited for the knife to touch my skin again. She didn’t disappoint. A few seconds later, I felt the knife slice across my stomach. She didn’t go as deep with this cut as she had with my arms and legs. Or maybe I was hurting so much that my brain just couldn’t process the pain. Either way, I was glad. I couldn’t handle any more.
“Do you think we should cut anywhere else?” She waved the knife in front of me.
My stomach turned when I saw my blood covering the blade.
“Just kill me, and get it over with,” I whispered.
I closed my eyes as I willed my body to shut down. I wanted to pass out again, so I didn’t have to feel the pain any longer. She slapped me hard across the face, and my head fell back. I couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes or even make a sound at this point. She slapped me again, and I still refused to look at her.
“You’re starting to bore me, Emma. I thought you’d be more fun than this.”
I stayed quiet as I listened to her footsteps. She walked behind me, and I heard her drop the knife. The room was completely silent for a few seconds. All of a sudden, a cloth was over my mouth.
She’s going to smother me.
I struggled against it. It took me a minute to realize what she was actually doing. She’d chloroformed me. I started to feel drowsy, and I stopped fighting her. She’d given me what I’d hoped for. I passed out.
I awoke to the sound of someone calling my name. I refused to open my eyes. All I wanted to do was stay here and sleep.
“Emma! Emma, wake up!”
I knew that voice. My eyes opened to see Jesse running through the door with Andy right behind him. Several police officers followed them into the room. Jesse ran to my side and started cutting away at the ropes holding me hostage.
“Jesse! It’s Ally. She’s here. She took me.”
“We figured that out. Don’t worry. She won’t hurt you anymore.”
“Why? Where is she?”
He pointed to the police officers. “They shot her. She tried to stab me, so they took her down. She’s dead.”
Tears fell from my eyes as I realized that I was finally safe. Jesse had saved me. He finished freeing my hands and started cutting at the ropes around my feet.
“I was so scared, Jesse.”
“God, Emma, you look like shit,” Andy said as he crouched down beside me and took my hand.
“I feel like shit.”
Jesse freed my legs and held a hand up to my cheek. “I’m so sorry she did this to you. It’s all my fault.”
“No, it’s not. She was crazy.”
“She never would have come after you if it wasn’t for me.”
I threw my arms around his neck as he carefully picked me up and carried me to the door.
“You can’t blame yourself, Jesse. None of us knew just how sick she really was.”
“I love you, Emma.”
“I love you, too.”
He carried me through the hall and down the stairs. My stomach clenched as I saw Ally lying at the bottom of the stairs. Her eyes were wide open, but they were lifeless. I turned away from her and buried my face into Jesse’s neck. I never wanted to see her again.
I looked up when Jesse cried out. The look of horror on his face chilled me to the bone.
“Jesse? Jesse! What’s wrong?”
He lost his grip on me, and I fell to the floor. He dropped to his knees beside me. I screamed in terror when I saw a knife embedded in his back.
“Oh my god! Jesse! Someone help us!”
“No one is here to help you now, Emma. Look what you made me do. Jesse is going to die and it’s all because of you.”
I looked up to see Ally standing behind Jesse. She was smiling as she watched Jesse struggle to stay upright.
He reached for me. “Emma!” he cried as blood trickled from his lips. “Emma!”
“Wake the fuck up!”
My eyes opened to see Ally standing in front of me.
“Emma! Jesus, you’re hard to wake up. You’d think I’d chloroformed you or something.” She chuckled at her own joke.
It was all a dream. I started crying as I realized that Jesse was still safe. He was still alive. But he wasn’t here to save me. I was still alone with Ally.
“Change in plans. It looks like I’m not going to be able to play with you as much as I wanted,” she said sadly.
“Why?”
“Because I have a date with Jesse in just a few hours.”
I was still groggy from what she’d done to me, and her words weren’t making sense.
“What are you talking about?”
“I just talked to him on the phone a few minutes ago. He couldn’t be happier that you’re gone, and he wants me back. Oh, Emma, I’m so excited. We need to hurry because the sun will be up soon, and I don’t want anyone to see where I’m taking you.”
“You talked to Jesse?” I asked, unable to believe what she was saying.
“You’re a bit slow, aren’t you? Yes, I talked to Jesse.”
I felt a small ray of hope fill me. If she’d talked to Jesse, maybe she had slipped and told him where she was. Maybe he was on his way over here right now. I knew that he had lied when he said he wanted her back. He had to know that she’d taken me, and he’d simply been playing along, so he could find me.
“You can have him—really. Just let me go, and then you can skip off into the sunset with him.”
“I already told you that I’m not going to let you go. Now, let’s get you untied, so I can get rid of you.”
I sat still as she slowly untied my arms. Once they were free from the arms of the chair, she jerked them behind me and retied them. My legs were next. She untied them from the chair and made me stand. Between the pain coursing through my body and the fact that I couldn’t use my arms, she had to help me up. Once I was standing, she tied my legs together so that I could walk slowly but not run. Every time I moved, I wanted to cry out in pain.
“Walk,” she said as she pushed me forward.
With my legs tied, I could barely walk. It seemed like forever before we reached the stairs. She had to help me as I practically crawled down them. When we reached the front door, she grabbed a roll of duct tape from the table beside it. She ripped a piece off and covered my mouth.
“I can’t have you screaming bloody murder and waking up my neighbors.” Satisfied with her work, she turned and opened the door to look out. “There’s no one around. Hurry up.”
I couldn’t have hurried if I tried. She practically dragged me to a car sitting a few feet away from the front door. She stopped at the back of the car and opened the trunk.
“Get in.”
My eyes widened, and I shook my head. There was no way I was getting in there.
“Fine. I’ll shove you in.”
She grabbed my upper arm right where she’d cut me, and I screamed against the duct tape. Her fingers dug in until I gave in and climbed into the trunk. She smiled sweetly, and then she slammed the trunk down.
I tried to stay calm as darkness surrounded me. The car started a few seconds later, and I could feel us moving. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the pain. I couldn’t believe that I was spending my last few minutes alive stuffed in the trunk of a car.
What did I ever do to deserve this? I loved Jesse.
Despite my situation, I wouldn’t trade a moment of our time together for anything. It saddened me to realize everything I was going to lose. I let my tears flow freely as I gave up. There was no way that I would come out of this alive. She’d won. I only prayed that Jesse would never find comfort in her.
“I think we were wrong,” Andy said as he stared at the main road.
“We’ve been here forever, and there’s no sign of them.”
“We’ve been here for forty-five minutes. That isn’t forever.”
“It feels like it. What if this isn’t the place? We could be out searching for Emma instead of hiding behind trees.”
I shook my head. “This has to be it. It just feels right.”
And it did. The same nagging feeling I’d had when I discovered that Emma was missing was back. It told me that this was the right place. We just had to wait. I still couldn’t help but feel a twinge of uncertainty though. If I were wrong, Emma could die because of my mistake. I couldn’t even think about that. I wouldn’t.
“Where the fuck are the police?” Andy asked.
“Probably eating doughnuts.”
It had taken most of the ride over here for Andy to convince the police that he wasn’t trying to pull some kind of prank. The officer had said that he would send someone to check it out. As far as I was concerned, we were on our own. The police were too busy trying to bust minors for drinking than worrying about something that was actually important.
We waited for another fifteen minutes with no sign of Emma or Ally. I was starting to doubt myself. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe this wasn’t where Ally was taking her. She could be miles away right now. I closed my eyes as I tried to block out the images filling my mind—Emma in pain, Emma dead. Those were not things that I wanted to see.
I couldn’t lose her. We’d just barely found each other again. I wasn’t ready to let her go. This wasn’t how life was supposed to happen. We were supposed to live happily ever after until we were old. Then, we’d die together at the exact same moment, so neither of us had to suffer the loss. Anything else was too painful to think about.
“Dude, look,” Andy whispered.
I’d been so caught up in my thoughts that I had missed the car quickly approaching us. It had turned off on the same road we had. This road only led to the old bridge, so I knew that it had to be Ally. At least, I hoped it was.
Andy and I had hidden my car on an old four-wheeler path a few feet off the blacktop road. After we’d made sure that it wasn’t noticeable, we’d hidden next to several large trees. We were camouflaged enough that I wasn’t worried Ally would see us or my car and run for it.
The car passed us and stopped a few feet away from the bridge. I watched silently as Ally opened the driver’s door and stepped out. I’d been right about this being the right place. I sent a silent prayer of thanks toward the sky.
Ally closed her door and walked to the bridge. Andy and I exchanged looks as we watched her walk halfway across it, and then she looked down to the water below.
Where is Emma? I didn’t see her in the car. My stomach dropped. Maybe Ally already killed her. Dear God, I can’t even think about it. I refused to believe that we were too late.
Ally stared down at the water for a few seconds more before she turned and walked back to her car. She walked to the trunk and opened it. I held my breath as I watched her reach inside.
Please don’t let Emma be in there. Please don’t let her be dead, I begged silently.
It was taking every ounce of willpower I had not to jump from my hiding spot and tackle Ally, but I couldn’t. If she didn’t have Emma with her, I didn’t want to tip her off that we were here. Instead, we would follow Ally when she left.
I could hear Ally cursing as she struggled to pull something from the trunk. I nearly lost it when I saw her drag Emma from the back of the car. Emma fell to the ground and didn’t move. She was dead.
“No, no, no, no,” I whispered. She can’t be dead.
“Come on!” Ally shouted as she kicked Emma in the stomach.
I stood from my crouching position and was about to run out to them when Ally finally managed to get Emma to her feet.
“She’s alive,” Andy hissed from beside me.
I couldn’t breathe as I watched Emma struggle against Ally. Emma’s hands were tied, and it looked like her feet were, too. Ally practically carried her toward the bridge. It was now or never. I ran from my hiding spot and headed directly toward them.
“Ally! Stop!” I shouted.
She turned to look at me just as they reached the bridge. I ran as hard as I could, but I knew I’d never make it to them in time. I could hear Andy right behind me.
“Jesse?” Ally asked.
“Let her go!” Andy yelled from behind me.
“Both of you, stop right now! I’ll throw her over if you come any closer,” Ally screeched.
I stopped dead about fifteen feet away from them. Andy didn’t get the message in time and nearly knocked me down as he plowed into me. I couldn’t take my eyes off of Emma. She was hurt badly. Dried blood covered her face, arms, and legs. The front of her shirt was also soaked with blood. Both of her eyes were blackened, and even from this far away, I could see a large bump on her forehead. Her mouth was covered by a piece of duct tape.
But it was her eyes that did me in. What little I could see of them was clouded with fear and pain. She didn’t even struggle as Ally pushed her up against the edge of the bridge. It would only take a second for Ally to throw Emma over the side to the dark water below. It was obvious that Ally had made Emma suffer as much as possible before bringing her here.
“Ally, what are you doing?” I asked quietly.
“You weren’t supposed to see this!” she cried out as if it were her in pain.
“Let her go. You don’t want to do this.” I fought to keep my voice calm, afraid that she would toss Emma over if I shouted like I wanted to. I’d never wanted to hurt someone as much as I wanted to hurt Ally right now. I wanted her to feel just as much pain as she’d inflicted on Emma.
“I don’t want to, Jesse. I have to.”
“You don’t have to do this,” I reasoned.
“Yes, I do.”
“Why?”
“Because you’ll never let her go if I don’t! She’ll always be in our way!” She screeched.
I had to think fast. I needed to make Ally believe that Emma wasn’t a threat. If Emma weren’t a threat to her, then maybe Ally would let Emma go. I didn’t see any other option unless I could get closer to them. Even then, I doubted if I could reach them in time to catch Emma.
