Desire ch. 43 - Was that a....

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Chapter43 – Was that a...
POV: Emily

Word Count: 3331

January 20, 2010; 11:45 am

I woke up because of a bad dream, I sat up in the bed for several minutes before I got my phone and got up, I walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs, I got some water but I couldn’t quite calm down really, so I called Zac’s number. If nothing else his voicemail would pick up and I’d at least hear his voice. He’d said at 8 he was going to bed at nine.

“Ems?” he asked.

“You’re up?” I asked.

“I got up to go to the bathroom. Why are you up?”

“Bad dream, you weren’t there so I was hoping for your voicemail but the real you is better.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not really, just wanted to hear your voice that’s all.”

I heard the bed move as he sat down, shifting covers, but then I heard a very familiar voice ask him why he was awake and then complete silence told me that he’d muted the line. That wasn’t right; Casey wasn’t supposed to be there.

“Zac?” I asked.

The line was silent before he came back and the background noise was different it was completely silent, he’d left the room.

“Are you ok?”

I blinked a few times. Surely he wasn’t hiding the fact that Casey was there?

“Was that Casey?”

The line was quiet and I felt a rather sharp stab of pain and I just hung-up the phone. I was pretty sure there was a perfectly reasonable explanation but at this moment the simple fact that he didn’t seem to want to tell me was hurtful. I laid the phone down on the counter as his name came up and started back up-stairs, I’d just go to sleep and deal with it tomorrow. I was crossing the foyer when movement caught my attention and I stopped and looked down the hallway. I didn’t see anyone so I went on back to bed.

1:30am

I vaguely felt the bed shift and that woke me up some and for a moment I thought it was Aaron coming to check on me, but he’d never gotten in the bed. Ever.

I started to turn over and see if it was him, but there was suddenly someone lying right against me and their hand was over my mouth. If this was Aaron he was surely scaring the hell out of me and I’d be damn sure to tell him about it. I felt warm air circle my face as someone leaned very close to me. Then the smell assaulted my nose, the strong scent of sandalwood and I felt the panic begin to set in.

“Good morning Emily.”

It wasn’t possible! He couldn’t have gotten into the house because the alarm was on and I would have heard it!

Yet, his body was pressed against mine and the force being applied to my mouth served to prove that Adam was indeed lying behind me in the bed. Memories of what he did the last time he was this close rushed forward, assaulting me with images of drumsticks and belts and I felt the shaking.

“I told Paul all you needed was for me to be here personally. You still smell the same to me, sweet sugar cookies.”

I tried to move and he just put a leg over me, putting too much of his body in contact with mine. I felt faint and terrified. Thousands of memories ran through my head. Are you ok? I’d hung up on him! I hadn’t even said goodbye and I was positive, Adam was here to take me away. He was going to drag me out of this life and into the one he constructed for me.

“It’s ok Emily; you don’t have to be afraid. I’m just here to bring you home, we’ll start right here I am sure Zac wouldn’t mind if your blood was all over the sheets when he comes homes. He shouldn’t have left you alone Emily.”

Alone? I wasn’t alone but I didn’t like the way he was talking about leaving blood on the sheets. There was something that came to me, words that Christina had told me over Christmas.

It’s your life Emily; no one can control it but you. If you let him, then he’ll keep on.

I willed myself to calm down and stop shaking and he relaxed and moved his legs, thinking I’d given in.

“That’s my girl; I knew you didn’t forget the basics.”

I brought my elbow back as hard as I could and I felt it connect with his rib cage, I then fell out of the bed, scrambled to my feet and ran for it. Screaming for Aaron as I ran, my intention was to get out of the house. I could hear him behind him and I was about halfway down the steps when I felt a hand on my back pushing me forward, I missed the next step completely and that caused me to fall down the remaining steps. I lay in the foyer for a few minutes, assessing whether I’d broken anything before I turned over looking up at the ceiling kind of confused. But I could see Adam coming down the steps slowly, he was in no hurry.

“I would have thought you wouldn’t be that fucking stupid Emily. It’s not smart to piss off your future husband like this. I’m hoping the fall didn’t really hurt you badly.”

I started sliding back away from him, considering I didn’t feel much pain I must not have broken anything.

His feet stepped lightly on the hardwood floor and he smiled.

“AARON!” I screamed. Surely he could hear me! Surely he was here!

“Aaron’s not here Emily. You’re delusional at this point really.”

My back hit the front door, I couldn’t go backwards anymore so I reached up and tried to unlock the door but it wouldn’t turn and the door wouldn’t open. Adam laughed and then quickly descended upon me, grabbing the front of the shirt and pulling me up. I could smell the lavender and chocolate scent envelope me and realized I’d never see Zac again and I’d been stupid to hang up on him, stupid that I didn’t at least let him explain. I’d regret that moment for the rest of my life.  The sudden shock wave of pain in my left side obliterated those thoughts; his fist had connected pretty hard there.

“Look at me when I am talking to you Emily.”

I moved to look at him, despite the pain. Adam looked truly pissed, much more than he had been that Thursday, I wondered what his plan was. I wondered where my brother was, surely he could hear me screaming, and surely he knew I needed help. But, where was he?

“I have plans for you Emily, we’re going to start with teaching you some manners like how you don’t hit people when there not hurting you.”

He punctuated that with a hard punch to the right side, my knees got a little weak from the pain, spots began to form in front of me and he backed away from me. Again, I screamed for Aaron, wondering if he’d killed him first. Had I gotten my own brother killed? Screaming earned me a slap across the face.

“Stop fucking screaming for someone who isn’t here you bitch!”

Again, he grabbed the shirt and just pulled me through the living room and into the music room which was perfect if Aaron had somehow managed to sleep through my screams. But I saw Adam pick up one of the drum sticks and I froze. It felt like ice ran through my veins, like my blood had frozen with fear. He turned his attention to me and held the drum stick to my face.

“I’m sure you remember these.”

I only vaguely nodded as the tears began to run down my cheeks, I remembered the pain and the weeks it took for those marks to fade.

He leaned in very close to my ear. “I’m not going to hit you with them Emily. No, I have much better plans for these. I’m sure you remember that message too. They won’t be as nice as having sex with me or with Zac, but they’ll definitely do the trick. I doubt Zac would ever pick up another set in his life when he finds these lying on his pillows, covered in your blood.”

I did remember that message; it was the one that had caused Zac to get ill. Graphic depictions of how he was going to use them in all kinds of sexual ways. His hand landed rather hard on my right butt cheek.

“We’ll start here and finish here.”

His hand had trailed around my side, hooking into the corner of the panties I’d worn to bed and he actually ripped them off, fabric dug into my hips as he pulled, into my inner thigh. Not wanting to feel any of what he described I took the moment to shove him away and run, again I screamed for Aaron, figuring the next best thing was calling the cops I headed to the kitchen where my phone was. I felt the second shove and fell face first onto the foyer floor, almost sliding into the dining room.

“You really are a stupid fucking bitch. You will be so fun to break.”

The first time the drum stick landed on my right thigh I screamed from the pain. Adam had not held back, he didn’t fear Zac finding out and it was much harder than Zac had ever thought to hit me. The second hit hurt even worse, landing almost in the same spot. I was aware that he was screaming at me, I was aware that it was something about being stupid, but I couldn’t make out the words for the haze of pain clouding my brain. I was aware that after four hits, he’d stopped. But the fetal position in the floor protected most vital organs at least. I felt him pull me over onto my back and his hands went to my throat. I instantly got his wrist to try to stop him.

But there was suddenly a crashing sound from up-stairs and moments later Aaron was standing beside us and there was a gun in his hand pointed at Adam.

“Get your fucking hands off my sister right now.”

Adam slowly let my neck go and even slid away a bit. What the hell had taken Aaron so long?

He kept the gun at Adam. “Emily, go get your phone and call the police.”

I began to slide away slowly, I didn’t make it very far before Adam brought a fist up and caught Aaron in the lower abdomen. That started the fight between them; I saw Aaron land two punches to Adam’s right side. But Adam was going for the gun and a solid hit to Aaron’s right jaw meant he got it. I expected him to point it at Aaron but it was me he pointed it at. I knew nothing about guns and I just knew the one he had was small, but what I did know was the sheer terror as I sat there on the floor staring up the muzzle of the gun at Adam.

“Fucking bitch.”

I wanted to move but nothing seemed to cooperate with me, vaguely I saw Aaron get up and tackle him. An ear splitting sound of fireworks exploded close to me; I felt a brief whip of wind beside my head and then wood splintered behind me a tiny click as the casing hit the ground. My ears rang and I was disoriented and god I just wanted Zac. I felt like fainting…

“MOVE EMILY!” Aaron yelled at me.

My ears were still ringing and I slowly moved to my hands and knees, feeling weak and disoriented as I tried to crawl toward the kitchen. I reached the counter and went to reach out but the same deafening firework explosion rang out and then china cabinet glass shattered and rained down onto the floor, making light tinkling sounds. I pulled my hands back and covered my ears, the ringing wasn’t stopping.

Aaron was still fighting for control of the gun; it looked somewhat comical as they rolled on the floor, both fighting for the handle. I saw the punch to Adam’s side and the gun slid from his hands toward the front door, as they fought to get the gun I reached up again to get my phone, another explosion sent a bullet somewhere but I had no idea where. I quickly grabbed the phone and heard Aaron screaming about getting behind something, I didn’t know why but I was on my left side and I was trying to coordinate muscles that were not wanting to follow directions, I just wanted to be in El Paso, curled up beside Zac asleep. Another crack sounded much louder to me but then white hot electric pain exploded in my right thigh, I heard the scream and I was sure that they did too. I dropped the phone and went right to where the pain was. I could feel wetness on my thighs.

“Call the POLICE Emily!” Aaron screamed.

I saw him get hit for that and despite the pain went for the phone but the tears in my eyes blurred the keys and I just pressed a button, I was sure it was 9 which was our emergency number, but it wasn’t the police that answered.

“Emily! I tried to call you like fifty times, where were you?”
The voice sounded familiar but the haze of pain was washing away who.

“Emily!” he yelled.

“Zac?”

Adam screamed out that he couldn’t stop him that he wasn’t fucking playing to which Adam replied that he wasn’t taking me anywhere.

“Emi….”Zac trailed off as the loud crack sounded again, this time something on the kitchen counter exploded and then white powder was clouding the kitchen.

“Was that a gun shot?”

“Police, need the police.”

I was trying to figure out how to hang up and call them, the pain was searing though and I was close to fainting. I could hear Aaron screaming for me to move and I finally pushed myself up but then another crack rang out and part of the cabinet right in front of me exploded and I heard glass breaking and more wood splintering, Zac was screaming my name and Aaron was screaming at me.

Another shot rang out and Adam screamed this time. I lay down on the floor where I was, my head was behind the island at least. I heard Zac’s screams, pleading me to answer the phone and I reached up with my right hand, slighting turning me and I was almost to the phone when the fireworks noise vibrated off the cabinets and then the searing, electric, and vibrate pain exploded in my right side. I screamed as I felt the hot liquid behind to run down my back.

I heard a thud, heard Zac screaming my name but my hand was on my side and I could feel blood on them, I reached for the phone again but my fingers were too slick with blood to grasp it and all I did was engage the speakerphone.

“Emily! Answer me! Aaron! Somefucking body answer!” He yelled.

I heard metal sliding across the floor and then another thud before what sounded like footsteps running down the hallway.

“Zac….”

“Emily! Come on answer me please.”

So many words formed in my head, so many things I wanted to tell him.

“I’m sorry….” Were the words that tumbled out.

“No, baby, it’s ok.” His voice got farther away as if he moved the phone away. “Call the fucking airline and get me a ticket now! I don’t care how much it is Isaac!”

I was looking at the cabinet in front of me and then suddenly someone had my arm and they were moving me. Pain intensified and I cried out feeling even more pain. Would Adam seriously take me now? Bleeding? Would be even both to save my life? I looked up and saw Aaron standing over me.

“Emily, look at me.”

I moved my eyes.

“You’ll be ok.”

“Aaron?” Zac asked.

“I’m sorry Zac, but I need to call 911 now and her phone is right here. I promise you I will call you back.”

I heard Zac briefly try to tell him not to hang the phone up but it was too late, he was already dialing 911, talking to someone and telling them I’d been shot. Wait, I’d been shot?

“Stay with me Emily, come on you can do this for me.”

He moved away searching and then came back with towels which he pressed onto my side and my leg, sending fresh waves of pain. I was looking at Aaron but something strange was behind him. It oddly looked like our mother.

“Mom?” I asked.

He looked at me confused. “Emily, Mom’s not here.”

I tried to point but couldn’t, I saw him leave my vision and it looked like her standing there. When Aaron returned paramedics were with him and police. He was talking so fast I couldn’t understand him, I was barely aware they were moving me. Someone was asking questions and I just couldn’t think of the answers. I felt the pain when they moved me to the stretcher, felt the cold night air hit my face as they wheeled me outside but I couldn’t make out anything they were saying. Aaron climbed in and sat down above me. He put his hands on either side of the neck brace the paramedics had put on me.

“You’re going to be fine Emily.”

“Zac….”

“I will call him Emily, I promise you.”

“Adam…”

He frowned. “He left before they got there, but you’ll be ok. I promise Emily.”

The ride was less than fifteen minutes and I think Aaron was out before me! I could vaguely hear him asking for a specific doctor. Saying no one else could touch me, at this moment I didn’t care who it was!

“Dr. Nicols, I want him. No one else and I know he’s working tonight.”

I briefly wondered how he knew any doctors here. They put me into a room and started moving things and assessing, asking questions which still the answers weren’t coming. Aaron ended up answering a lot of them. A tall rather good looking man came in with a bright white doctor’s uniform came in a few minutes after they put me in the room.

“I’m…Aaron?” he asked.

“Zander, she’s my sister and she’s been shot. You have to save her, I can’t…”

“Calm down Aaron.”

“You have to save her! I can’t...I was…please, just save her.”

I saw him lean over me. “I’m Dr. Nicols; I’ll be taking care of you.”

He was so blurry but I could see black hair and green eyes and his tone of voice was soothing. But boy could I feel the pain and not even I was stupid enough to not see the worry in his face. He started barking orders and even Aaron looked confused.  I wasn’t even there five minutes before he was wheeling me out and I grabbed Aaron’s hand.

“Zac…you have to call Zac. Tell him I’m sorry…Tell him I love him.”

“You can do that when you wake up.”

He had to let my hand go when they wheeled me through the door to surgery.

“Save her Zander, I won’t ask for anything else.”

I only saw the large lights as they passed over me; felt them moving me and the oxygen mask. I swore my mother was standing in the room. But as the sedatives began to take affect everything became blurry and then I was asleep.