Viscious

Leap of Faith.

If my heart beats any faster, I will die. I just know it. My heart slams in my chest so hard that it's difficult breathe and remain quiet. I'm having issues getting enough air glow around the shirt, and my nose is stuffy from so much crying recently. Sweat freckles my forehead and I can feel most of me trembling. This is the moment I've both dreamed of, and dreaded. I'll either be free, incarcerated or dead soon I imagine. Kellan plants a chaste kiss on my forehead before answering the cellphone.

"Hello, Dallas." If I were a dog my ears would perk up. I try so hard to catch anything I can, but it's difficult to hear over my own heart.

"No. I found the dog, thanks for so thoughtfully returning him. How did you find me?"

"Aren't telling me? How bold. I see you've finally grown some balls. Let me put this in terms even you can understand. You've heckled me, stalked me, tried to blackmail me and to steal my woman. Now you think because you have found me that you have the upper hand? Dallas, this was never your fight but you've embedded yourself like a thorn in my side. You have deluded yourself if you think you have any dominance here. I have Alina here, holed up in this room where you can't see us, and..." He clocks the pistol so it's audible. "I have her at gun point. I could kill her in seconds. Now, how did you find me?"

Kellan places the pistol against my temple and he drags it around, in a petting motion as he listens to Dallas. I'm terrified for my life, concerned that if Dallas doesn't answer correctly that I might be pinned with sharing the location somehow. I don't even know where we are, or have means to contact a soul. This still doesn't hinder my anxious mind. Creature sits with his back against my belly, watching as the conversation continues. He is almost a barrier between Kellan's body and mine, but the gun still remains. He has not barked or showed aggression yet, but his body is tense, as it used to be whe Dallas would upset or get after me. Kellan had made friends with Creature by speaking him treats and special toys and beds. I had long given up on Creature aiding me, but I can't help but want to cling to him. Traitorous as he is at times, he's still my only friend here. I briefly wonder where Critter is again.

"I placed a cellphone in your truck. I've followed you by tracking it." I finally hear Dallas's uncertain voice, and my stomach clenches. Is he alone? Surely he isn't even that crazy.

"Why track me? You got to live. I didn't even kill you as I had debated. I let you off. I let Alina live. You would jeopardize the both of you to follow me?"

"I just want Alina. I won't tell anybody where I found her, or that we had this conversation. Just send her outside and I'll get her. You get to be free. No more dealing with either of us. Just send her out."

"I want your whereabouts. Where are you, here?"

"Front yard. Send her down."

"Stand where I can see you." No. No. He'll just shoot you from the window! I struggle to yell over the shirt, but it's too hard. Kellan and Creature obstruct my ability to maneuver my free arm, my injured one, to get it to my mouth to assist. Kellan presses the gun hard into my temple, and I go limp. I'm going to die. He's going to get shot. We are finished.

Tears prick my eyes. I keep telling myself that I'm ready, that I've came to terms, but selfishly and after everything I just can't handle it. I don't want Dallas to die, and I truly am afraid to. I've never been found of the unknown. I'm a Virgo. I plan shit. I don't enjoy surprises.