Katie's POV
Night had fallen as I walked terrified through the mines alone. I didn't even bother with a flashlight because I knew that it would make it easier for Harry Warden to find me. Maybe this was a bad idea after all….
I turned the corner and nearly screamed when I felt a hand clamp over my mouth to quiet me.
"It's me," I heard Tom hiss.
I pulled out of his grasp, hitting his chest. "What are you trying to do? Give me a freaking heart attack?" I whispered in a quiet yell.
Without answering me I found myself being slung over his right shoulder and felt myself being dragged out of the mines.
"Tom, put me down!"
The only thing that I could see was the ground as Tom carried me out into the dark night.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Tom yelled angry dropping me hard on my ass.
I felt a small rock dig up my ass as I hit the ground hard. "Ow! That hurt you dick!" I said rubbing it.
"This is the most dumbest, idiotic thing you have EVER done!"
I got on all fours and climbed back up on my feet. "What? Confront my attacker? I'm done playing Harry's victim Tom!" I shouted not caring if Harry Warden heard me.
Tom's face grew hard and angry, full of rage reminding me of Harry's.
"Tom? I questioned frightened. I had never seen Tom look like that in all the years that I've known him.
Then his expression changed back to the soft caring guy that I known him to be.
"Do you trust me?"
"Of course I do." My heart was pounding hard against my chest.
"I don't think its Harry that's doing the killings."
"Tom, that's insane. Who else would it be?"
Tom steered me over to his jeep looking like he dreaded what he was going to say next.
"Axel's not who you think he is, Katie."
"Are you even listening to yourself right now? I know Axel!"
Tom's POV
I gripped my hold on Katie's shoulder harder than I had intended to. She has to listen! I need someone to listen!
"He's responsible for what's going on!"
Katie tried to move her arm from my grip but I wouldn't let go.
"That's crazy. I live with him!" Katie protested not believing me. She had to!
"Damn it, Katie! What's it going to take for you to believe me? All of us dead, our bodies in a body bag?"
"Tom. Tom, you're starting to scare me."
"You're the only one that I can trust." I admitted.
"What about, Sarah? She's your girlfriend, Tom."
I shook my head. "Things haven't been the same with us since the accident. Deep down you even know that." I said letting go of her shoulder.
Katie rubbed her shoulder where my hand been. I felt bad but I need her. I want her.
"Sarah's my best friend Tom."
"I know she is," I said placing brushing my thumb against her cheek. "Truth is Sarah deserves better than me."
Katie looked at me longing. I knew she wanted me too. The attraction had always been there between us. All my hopes drained away when she shook her head.
"No. Sarah's my best friend, Tom. I won't do that to her and Axel is not the murder!" She shouted running away from me.
"KATIE!"
Katie's POV
I ran as fast as I could away from Tom. My heart was pounding so hard from running, my chest was heaving up and down as I tried to catch my breath.
Axel wassn't the murder! He couldn't be! Tom…there was something different about him. That look he had reminded me of Harry Warden…
I collapsed out of breath by one of the trees in the woods crying. Was this ever going to end?
I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts I didn't even hear my cell phone go off at first.
Taking a couple of deep breaths to calm down I looked at the number: It was Axel.
He's not the one doing the killings. He's not….
"Axel?" I answered my voice shaky.
"Katie? Where are you? Are you okay?"
"I-I'm in the woods."
"Why?"
"I was taking a hike," I said lying to him. If he knew I had been with Tom he would flip a switch.
"I need you to come home."
I furrowed my eyebrows together surprised that he'd want me home. "Are you sure? I thought you'd be in hog heaven having the house to yourself."
"Katie, I really need to talk to you. Please," he begged me.
"Okay. I'll get home as soon as I can."
Axel hung up. When I heard the dial tone I turned my phone off and rubbed my hand against my temples.
Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
