Infinity Chapter 116 - Seeking Help

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Chapter 116 –  Seeking Help

POV:  Eliza / Emily / Cameo From Maddi

Word count: 5395



Wednesday, May 20, 2014

I’d somehow fallen asleep leaned against the bed rather than in it. I felt sore but I didn’t care. I knew Emily wasn’t comfortable either, so why should I be comfortable? It was about 9 when Glen came into the room with a tray. I wanted to tell him to shove the tray up his ass, but my smartass comments would only be taken out on her, so instead of doing anything that would piss him off, I ate what he brought and even thanked him.

“My, you don’t sound so chipper this morning. Was your little history lesson too much?”

“You are all sick bastards, she didn’t deserve anything any of you did. It doesn’t matter what our mother did, she didn’t deserve nor is her destiny to be tortured every day.”

“Of course she did, where have you been Eliza? David punished her for the sins of your mother. She was planning to adopt out children he thought was his and then tell him they died. It does matter. How cruel is that?”

“We would have been happy.”

“Well, you were. Be grateful Eliza, really. David could have kept you both and done the same thing to you both.”

“David is dead, you are doing this on your own.”

“Oh, the FBI agent has some brains on her. Congratulations.”

“Why are you doing this? What do you get out of it?”

“What the hell, it may help poor Zac to know. Adam was obsessed with her, always was. He ignored me a lot to talk about her, went to jail for the bitch. I tried to tell him staying here was a bad idea then, but he insisted she come to him. The problem that David and Adam encountered when it came to her was the inability to really inflict pain.”

“Based on the video they did plenty of that.”

“Clearly they didn’t, otherwise she wouldn’t have been the unruly, bratty, and the bitch that she is. I give her credit, her pain tolerance is incredible but it’s very clear she wants to scream. David and Adam loved her for different reasons. David thought she was his, loved her until he realized she wasn’t. Adam never stopped. Their love for her kept them from going overboard, David wouldn’t train her right because it means sometimes inflicting great deals of pain. No one has broken her but I will.”

“You don’t seem to be breaking her, it’s been days and she still won’t recite the rules.”

“By the time I leave this place she’ll be mine. You can watch the slow decent as her mind realizes that you don’t love her, you never did. She already believes you’ve been released for days and yet no one has come for her. It takes time Eliza, the physical pain is just a plus right now. I need her mentally to be mine before I can have her physically.”

He picked up the empty tray. “Now, if there anything specific you need?”

“Do you have chap stick or lip balm here? I feel like my lips are the dessert.”

“I’ll see what we have.”

He then left the room and for the morning it was quiet and no view of her, that could be good or bad really. It could mean he was giving her a break, or it could mean whatever he was doing he didn’t want me to see it. He brought me lunch at 1 and included a tube of lip balm which I promptly used, I didn’t say anything but ate and when he returned he left the lip balm, telling me it would help. It was thirty minutes later when the window came up and I moved over quickly.

I nearly screamed when I saw the blood all over her arms, midriff, and legs. There were cuts on those areas, blood had stained her bra and the panties she’d worn. What had he done? What was the purpose of this? I watched him walk to the wall to my right and select a flogger, he actually smiled at the window and I was sure that was for me. It was about five minutes later the sound came on.

“You should really stop Emily, just give up. It’s been days and they are not coming for you. She’s had plenty of time to tell them where you are and she hasn’t. It’s clear she doesn’t really love you. But hey, the bright side is that Zac can simply pawn her off as you. She can raise your children and fuck your husband.”

She didn’t raise her head or say anything, I could tell she was breathing but that was the only sign, her hands weren’t moving either. He lifted her head up and I saw the same glazed over expression she had in the video from the basement, the way she looked at Zac as if pleading him to help her. I prayed she didn’t believe that I would do that, ignore her and even attempt to be with Zac. He wouldn’t have me either way and I surely didn’t want to take her place.

“Just repeat the rules Emily, the pain stops then, I’ll end it for you.”

“You won’t kill me, you enjoy it too much.” Her voice was hoarse and dry.

He stepped closer to her. “You are national news Emily, your face is plastered on every news channel. Your brothers made a plea to me yesterday to let you go. Your husband warned fans if they saw you to call the p0lice but not to approach you. I am stuck here because your face is so well known because unlike Zac, you are national fucking news.”

She looked confused. However, I was not confused by his statements. Emily is a high risk liability right now. Glen couldn’t move either of us from this house without threat of someone seeing one of us. He was trapped here and if the owner of the house did not want her here, odds are he would force him to leave and that basically guarantees that he loses her and I am sure once she was back in Zac’s arms he was never letting her go again.

“Just tell me the rules Emily, I can end this suffering for you. You’ve been going through this for nearly thirty years all for a woman you never met, for a woman who abandoned you when you were born, for a woman who protected your sister but gave you to a monster.”

Tears fell down her check but she looked right at him. “I will never be yours Glen, my heart and soul resides with my husband forever. He’ll never stop hunting you, I’ll make sure of that.”

“How? You going to use your little friend Maddi? The clairvoyant friend who has visions and talks to ghosts? Yes I know about her too. She is not doing much now is she? You’re here, she has these visions but she can’t determine where you are or how to help you?”

She didn’t reply but there was a deep down feeling that something was terribly wrong. Glen had been very adamant that his intention was to keep her, using and abusing her for the rest of her life. Now, he didn’t seem to want that anymore, it was strange. Every message, every threat was the same basic undertone; he was taking her and keeping her forever.

It was a strangled sound that snapped my head up, he was dragging a blade across her abdomen again, based on the blood they were shallow cuts, something that would seal quickly without much blood loss. I closed my eyes trying to telepathically tell her it would be okay! Yet, when the piercing scream came from her I opened them to see why, almost afraid that he had stabbed her. He was pouring something over the cuts and I assumed it was alcohol but I saw her body go limp as she passed out. I turned away from the window and again tried to yank on the chain.

He brought her back and as the day dragged on I ended up tearing the room apart trying to find anything that could be used to get the link out of the wall or eventually the cuffs off. All the while I could hear him telling her over and over all she had to do was say whatever these rules were, to give up basically. It was clear in his voice he was getting angrier and losing control though. One of his last hits had caused her to cry out, it was clear she was losing the battle as well. I was about to give up and just throw things when I seen the lip balm, I looked at the handcuff and then the lip balm.

I looked at my sister, my baby sister. Realizing that I loved her and I didn’t want to go on without having her there, I was sure no one did and her children, they needed her. I opened the lip balm and twisted it up and then slathered it all around my hand and on the cuffs. Thirty-one years she had dealt with them, Zac had been hurt because of them, her children kidnapped, they had lived in fear and now she was being hurt by a sadistic bastard that didn’t care about anyone but himself.

I had to do something. I knew I could break my thumb but that would injure me so I first tried to slide the cuffs over my hand, it seemed impossible but I heard her scream, whatever he was doing was getting to her. I relaxed my hand and it hurt like a fucker to slide it over my hand, but a few scrapes was better than broken bones. The door was locked, I knew but I wanted into the room she was in. If I tried to hit the glass, but failed to break it he would come get me. The only items in the room that might break that window was the bed frame or the toilet seat itself.

I heard strangled noises and picked up the toilet seat and instincts told me to aim for the center of the window, it would resist the less. The part closer to me broke into large pieces but the glass on the other side just shattered and rained down to the floor, I wasted no time. I had the element of surprise and I used it.

He was barely turning when I used the toilet seat, landing square in the center of his back. He stumbled forward but his hands let Emily’s throat go and I could hear her inhale. He turned slowly, clearly pissed off.

“You fucking bitch.”

“Get away from my sister you bastard!”

His face resonated with rage and when he came after me I swung the seat again, catching his arm this time and I loved the howl of pain, but I didn’t stop until the seat broke in half.  While it was clear he was hurting now, he was not down or out. I quickly glanced to Emily but I couldn’t tell if she was okay or not. It did seem like she was breathing though.

He lunged at me, I tried to step away but he was quicker, I flew back hitting the wall behind me, the pegs hurt my side and arm, but items clanged and then fell to the floor. He hit my side hard, causing me to grunt in pain, after three or four I was wondering if this was a good idea. My eyes wondered to my sister, tied up with blood running down her side. Twice I failed her, this was my last chance. I steeled my nerves and kicked up, connecting with his groin and when he leaned over I grabbed his head and brought my knee up again.

“Bastard!” I screamed.

He stumbled but that didn’t take him down! He just rose up, blood pouring from his nose and back handed me hard.

“You think you can beat me? You think I’m going to just let you? I promised not to hurt you and this is the thanks I get? I guess you both have to die then.”

I could feel the blood now as well running down my nose, this was not how I planned this to go. He shoved me sideways and I stumbled over something and fell into the glass. A hard kick kept me down but I kept getting up. I was the only one that stood between him and Emily, I may not have much to live for but she had a husband and children that depended on her. I wouldn’t simply let him kill her.

The second wall hit hurt more, thankfully the pegs here were shorter and as I laid on the floor with him towering over me I just knew I’d failed again.  That as much as I wanted to save her life, I wasn’t going to be able to and worse, he’d kill her and then me.

“Were you supposed to be protecting her? Big bad FBI sister sent to watch over baby sister and you failed. Pathetic excuse for an agent, her brother did better defending her than you did. Hell Zac did better!”

He kicked me hard in the side and I curled up against the wall, watched him walk away and back to her. He tilted her head toward me, her eyes were open but so dull. Least she was still conscious and alive, how much longer was a mystery though.

“This is your pathetic excuse for a sister Emily. She tries to save you but she can’t, you’ll be the reason she dies as well. The reason your mother died, the reason my brother had to die.”

He leaned in and this sickening smile crossed his lips. “You’ll be the reason little Isabella dies as well. You won’t scream for me like I want, you won’t give in but she will. She will scream for me and she will scream for you. She’ll never even see her first birthday.”

Emily’s eyes grew wide and frantic. “No..you can’t do that. She doesn’t…she didn’t..”

Fear and panic took over and it was clear the things going through her head were horrible.

“I’m going to kill you both and then take her from Zac, he’s already an emotional wreck, it will be easy.”

The fact that he was going to kill us paled to the fact he was planning to take Isabella, she wasn’t even a year old yet! His hands snaked up her body and right to her neck, he was however focused on her face, her eyes. The sick fucker was getting off on choking her, he was finding some sadistic pleasure in this. I pushed myself up off the floor, I could not fail. I could not let him kill Emily and then Isabella. She was a helpless little baby that had done nothing to deserve such a future. She deserved to grow up and show us all the marvelous things she could do.

My hands landed on a whip and I picked it up, he was way too focused on watching her than he was me. I looped the whip, making sure I would have leverage and he was taken by surprise when I wrapped it around his neck and pulled back. His hands went to reach back but I leaned back away from him, he was struggling to get to me and I avoided the kick back, his struggles were making it hard to keep my grip thought. The leather whip was slick and when it slipped out of my hands he was caught off guard, stumbling forward, he seemed to slip on one of the random dildo’s in the floor and fell.

I heard the sickening crack when his head hit the chair’s arm bar, but even though he fell it shocked me that the whip snapped tight before he was on the ground. I blinked a moment. He wasn’t moving, wasn’t making any sounds. I carefully walked over and realized he was dead. I didn’t wonder too much about that I went to Emily, she was my priority now.

“Emily? Can you hear me?”

Her eyes were closed, she didn’t seem to be breathing either and she definitely wasn’t responding to me. I frantically untied the straps holding her and nearly fell when all of her weight fell to me. I got her down in a laying positions, careful not to let her head hit the floor and checked for a pulse. I couldn’t find one.

“No..No..No…You can’t leave me Emily. You can’t now!”

I started giving her CPR, trying to get her to wake up, screaming at her even.

-Emily-

I was going to die today, there was nothing I could do to stop him. I was very close to passing out but the glass breaking shocked me, Eliza being there shocked me. Not that I was naive enough to think he had let her go. She had tried but Glen was determined and I was barely
hanging on when I saw her get up and come toward us but then everything went black.

I thought I heard my mother’s voice but then I found myself standing in Maddi’s kitchen, this was very strange. Maybe this was just a horrible dream and I was with her this whole time! After all, I wasn’t hurting or feeling any kind of pain. I felt complete and normal.

“Maddi?” I called.

There was no response so I walked to the living room finding her sitting there staring at the TV. Riley was asleep beside her on the couch. However, Maddi looked worried, afraid, and it was clear she had been crying.

“Mad’s? What’s wrong?”

She didn’t respond to me, not a head nod or a quiet shush, nothing. That was strange. I looked at the TV to see if it was a sad movie she was watching, but I saw Zac standing at the microphone, he was pleading for anyone that had seen me to report it. Pleading for anyone with knowledge of my whereabouts to call the police.

“God I hope she comes home.” Maddi said.

“I’m right here Maddi!” I yelled.

Again, she said nothing to me and didn’t even look my way, although Riley did stir some. She simply rubbed her back and she drifted off. I looked back at the TV, seeing Zac so sad and afraid. I blinked a moment. I was standing in her living room, but she couldn’t hear me. If I was still missing then was I dead? I couldn’t be dead! I had children to raise and Zac deserved to have me there to help him. I walked right in front of her.

“Maddilyn Kay Jenkins!” I yelled.

She jumped, clearly she had heard me that time. “Emily?”

“Please, Maddi I’m right here in front of you!” I pleaded

Her eyes moved to mine and then they got wider, but I distant sadness as she realized I was here.

“How did you..?”

“I don’t know. I just…”

She went to get up, but couldn’t, pregnant belly and all. So I went to help her but my hand went through hers. I watched as my hand didn’t make any contact, I really was dead.

“No.. that’s not..”

“Emily, where are you?”

“I don’t…I…I just…”

I could feel this invisible pull and I heard my mother’s voice telling me not to resist it. Maddi looked sad and afraid as she faded from my vision. This darkness felt so hot and suffocating, like I couldn’t breathe.

“Come on Emily! Damnit! Fucking breath! I am not going back without you.” Eliza screamed.

I could feel her hands on my chest, pressing down I could feel her lips on mine as she pushed air into my lungs but I just wanted to be with Maddi. I wanted to return to the place where the pain just didn’t exist, the pain was taking over my mind again and so were the memories. I just wanted to go back and sit with Maddi and be normal.

“Damnit Emily, come on! You have to breathe.”

I didn’t have too…I could stop and go sit with Maddi. She felt like comfort, warm and gentle. Like you wanted to sit there for as long as you could. She felt normal, like a real person should feel, where there was no stalkers, no killers, no abusers.

“God Damnit Emily! Fucking breathe! I am not telling Zac that you died in my arms. I’m not telling Alexander and Isabella that I was the reason their mother died. God damn you breathe!”

Her voice was so close to me, reality snapped back to me Maddi was comforting because I was dead. That inhale burned like hell and it felt like my heart really wanted to jump out of my chest. I had been laying down but as soon as I inhaled she pulled me into her arms, sending shoots of pain straight to my brain. Which only helped to bring me back to reality

Yet, she was crying and I’d never really heard or seen her cry, teary eyed sure, but not like this.

“I’m sorry Emily, I’m so fucking sorry. I should have checked better, should have made other arrangements.”

I wanted to speak but I couldn’t, I took comfort in her arms around me and even though it hurt like hell I knew I was alive and I was safe for the moment.

“Where is he?” I asked.

“I uh…think he’s dead.”

“Thank you.”

“For what? I’m the reason you’re here.”

“For saying the names that made me want to come back.”

“Well, I can’t tell Zac you died in my arms. He might just kill me himself.”

“He wouldn’t..”

Least, I don’t think he would, hell I don’t know how he would react if she told him that. Guess I can ask him and find out.

“Not that I mind you holding me, but that really hurts. Can you lay me back down?”

“Yeah.”

She lowered me carefully not that it did much good, when I was down she checked on him. Made sure he was in fact dead.

“Is he?” I asked.

“No. He’s dead. It looks like he cracked his head open and the whip got caught, can’t be sure but probably broke his neck.”

“Can we get out?”

She went and checked the door but it wouldn’t open for her, I knew because she got angry with it, slamming her hands against it and causing the walls to vibrate, oh..wait..that wasn’t the walls. I turned my head to see a vibrator spinning around on the floor. Despite how badly it hurt I had to laugh.

“What is so funny?”

“The vibrator is just going, like it knows how to get out of here.”

“Maybe it does, let me try the other room.”

She came back five minutes later with water for me and sat down beside me.

“I guess I should have asked how we get out of here?”

“Maybe, but maybe Maddi can find us.”

“How can she find us Emily? Speaking of you mumbled her name as you died.”

Died. I had died. Son of a bitch! I had fucking died.

“Maddi has um…abilities.”

She tilted her head sideways, totally confused at what I said.

“She has visions and she can talk to the dead, she spoke to our mother when I was pregnant with Alexander. Eliza, the picture of Mom and I isn’t photo shopped. Maddi captured the picture when she took my maternity pictures with Alexander. She didn’t know who she was, but she spoke to her. She said that we’d always be with me and that if I ever thought I failed to think of sunny bright mornings and if I was ever alone to think of butterflies in the spring.”

“Is that why Zac did the butterfly garden painting?”

“Maybe, but butterflies were always a favorite of mine, it made sense. Maddi couldn’t have faked the picture. She’d never even seen our mother at that point.”

“Do you think she can help us now?”

“If there is anyone on the planet that could, it’s Maddi.”

She smiled. “If I clear the glass off the floor, can you get to the other room? There is a bed there may feel better than this floor.”

“Actually the cold floor is helping my back.”

She looked puzzled. “Your back?”

“I assume the glass was a two-way mirror and always viewable.”

“No. I couldn’t always see you.”

“Oh..um..I woke up laying this morning.”

“And he went after your back instead?”

“Yeah.”

“I think the bed would be better and this room is so dark.”

She got up and sure enough cleared the glass from the floor making a perfectly clear path to the other room.

“Eliza…how long have we been there?”

“It’s Wednesday afternoon.”

It really hadn’t felt that long. Once she was happy with the floor she helped me up and fucking hell that sent new waves of sheer pain through me. I barely made it to the bed before I couldn’t handle it, I passed out on her, least I was on the bed.

The moment I was unconscious vivid dreams took over. It was a bright sunny field of flowers with colorful butterflies everywhere. The warmth of the sun was very nice and the roses smelled so intoxicating.

“Emily?”

The voice was soothing and the feeling comforting, a voice I hadn’t heard since the day I was born. I turned to see my mother standing ten feet away.

“Mom?”

She didn’t vanish or leave when I went to her, her arms felt comforting and warm. I’d never had that feeling, it felt very good. I didn’t want to let go. I wanted to sit right here in this warm cocoon of safeness.

“I’m glad you chose to stay with them. I started to come to you but I felt you’re desire to be with me would be too strong, I sent you to Maddi instead.”

“You…sent me to her?”

She brushed the hair from my face, her fingers warm against my skin.

“Yes. It’s not your time Emily, Alexander and Isabella need you. There all so lost without you and it’s heartbreaking that I can’t do anything to help them. They need you, like you needed me. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there to stop them, to save you. I should have left him when Aaron was born, I should have moved in with Ace and been his wife. But I was scared he would take them, scared he would kill us all.”

“Did you guide me to Craig? I just remember never really wondering until then.”

She smiled. “Craig has been your rock for a long time, you needed to know in your heart that not all men were the same. Craig was a safe choice.
He showed you that men could be compassionate and caring, that they all weren’t like David. I’d love to take credit for Zachary, but that was all you kiddo.”

“We can’t get out, we’re both going to die there anyway.”

Again, she pushed my hair back and this time she kissed my forehead.

“No, baby. You’re not going to die there. Maddi has been a little closed off but I think right now I can comfort her some and get her to find you.”

“How? She hasn’t been able to help find us before. Not with Zac and not with me.”

She smiled widely and it reminded me of pictures of us. “Little Riley has quite the gift, she’s been able to see me for months now. Her favorite blanket could be a good conductor of energy and I am hoping that I can get Riley to take it to Maddi, so I can show her where you are. But, you need to be strong, I won’t let them take you away from your family. They took me, they won’t take you.”

She pulled me in for a tight hug but I felt when she left me standing there, the field was still comforting, still filled with peace. I remained here for a bit before I had to wake up.

-Maddi-

I had called Cody as soon as Emily had faded away, he was already on his way home but I was hysterical by the time he got here. Emily had been here and that only meant one thing, she hadn’t been able to touch me and that meant she was dead.

“Calm down Maddi! You have to breathe and calm down. Tell me what happened.”

“But..”

His look turned stern and I nodded, he was right. I took several deep breathes and then told him what happen.

“You saw her here at the house?”

“Yes. She looked so confused when her hand went through mine.”

“Could she be alive?”

The tears dripped from my face. “No. I’ve never seen someone who was alive Cody. They’re always dead.”

“Could she have been revived? You said she faded pretty quickly.”

“Maybe, I don’t know. She didn’t seem to understand what was going on at all.”

“Ok. Well, we don’t know for certain so don’t worry. Emily is a strong woman and I have faith she’s fine.”

He calmed me down and as much as I wanted to call Zac, Casey had said he was near hysterical with the two babies crying and screaming for her, I didn’t want him to believe she was dead. Our afternoon and even the next morning proceeded fine. I didn’t see or hear from Emily. I was taking that as a positive sign.

It was 11 am and I was fixing lunch for Riley and I, she was in the living room playing but I heard her giggle and just stepped to see her. She was standing in the floor but her favorite blanket, one my mother had made for her before she was born, was floating in front of her. I blinked, my god pregnancy was playing with me! The blanket was actually floating off the floor!

Riley smiled when she got the blanket but then she turned to me. “Mommy!”

She ran to me and hugged me. I leaned down and returned her hug, we sat for lunch and then it was naptime for her, we settled in to watch a movie and she was restless, kept giving me weird looks and then she got up and ran out of the room.

“Riley!” I called.

She came running back in about two minutes later carrying one of the stuffed Kangaroo’s Emily and Zac had gotten her.

“Mommy, it’s Emmy’s mommy.”

“This is a Kangaroo honey, not Emily’s mommy.” I said.

“No! Emmy’s mommy.” She then point over my shoulder, but when I turned nothing was there.

“Come on Riley, it’s naptime.”

She seemed to sigh at me! But, she climbed up on the couch and then held the kangaroo out for me. I reached for it but something felt different, my hands felt tingling in the soft cotton and when I grasped the tail my view of Riley faded away and I was looking at Emily’s mother. She was standing in front of a house and was pointing to the number on the house. 769. She nodded and then we were standing at the intersection of 4^th street and Holloway Road, she was pointing down Holloway Road.

“Emily is down there?” I asked.

She smiled and me and I took in the scenery, a river and large open fields. Her mother walked to me and smiled.

“Save them Maddi for me. I couldn’t then, I can now.”

“I will.”

The image faded and I was looking at my sweet ginger monster who was smiling up at me. It dawned on me that there had been times where Riley had seemed to talk to herself, apparently she had an angel too.

I called Cody, the one thing I didn’t have was a city or a state. But, I told him what I saw, which was a river and he just hung-up on me. I prayed that Emily was fine. I prayed he would reach them in time.