CHAPTER FORTY-THREE - Undertow
"You actually thought you were going to get away from me?" Jamie sneered as he roughly shoved Martha and Jack into the small room where he had previously held Martha. "Stupid fools," he spat out.
"You're not going to get away with this. Someone will come looking for us," Jack yelled at him.
"I'll just have to take care of them with this then, won't I?" Jamie laughed in Jack's face as he held up his knife and waved it around.
Jack quickly stepped away from Jamie; the knife missing his chest by just a few centimeters.
"Oh my god," Martha let out a loud gasp when she noticed how close the knife had come to cutting Jack. She grabbed hold of his arm and dragged him further into the room; away from Jamie.
Jamie snorted and pointed the knife at Jack again. "Shouldn't you be doing the protecting; you're the cop aren't you?" he smirked.
"Shut up," Jack growled through clenched teeth.
"Whatever," Jamie muttered. "Now, you two behave like good little boys and girls. I've got some planning to do. It might be a good time for the two of you to say your goodbyes to each other," he told them with an evil laugh before slamming the door in their faces and quickly locking it behind him.
"Nice going hero," Martha snapped at Jack as she shoved him away from her.
"What did I do?" Jack snapped in return.
"We could have gotten away Jack. But no; you wanted to go and play hero cop," Martha said sarcastically as she waved her hands in the air. "We could have gotten in the car and driven away. We'd be safe and we wouldn't be locked up in some room waiting for our impending death," she yelled.
"This is not my fault," Jack said to Martha. "I was just trying to help you. And what do I get for it; a kick in the face and no thanks at all," he growled at her.
Martha scoffed at him. "Whatever. Don't talk to me," she turned away from him and walked to the other side of the small room.
"Fine," Jack exclaimed with a huff.
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"Kim, I really don't like the idea of us waltzing through the bush in the middle of the night," Kit said as she stepped out of Kim's car.
"We'll be fine," Kim reassured her. "We're just going to go and see what the pair of idiots are doing and then we'll go home, okay?" he told her.
Kit smiled at her fiancé and took his hand as he led them into the trees. "They've probably just found some new place to hide away from the world. You know? Some place to make out," she tried to joke.
"I'm sure that's it," Kim nodded in agreement as he put his arm around Kit to keep her warm.
But both of them couldn't help the feeling of dread that kept appearing in the pit of their stomachs.
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Jack and Martha had been sitting in silence for the last fifteen minutes. The only thing that could be heard was the sounds of their heavy breathing.
Martha looked up at Jack and found him watching her. "What?" Martha asked.
"Nothing," Jack shook his head and looked away.
Martha knew that she shouldn't have snapped at Jack before. She knew that he was just trying to help her. The truth was; she was still angry with him about that girl he had been with at Noah's earlier in the night. She had all these thought running through her mind and she just couldn't stop thinking about it.
Did Jack like this girl? Were they together? Martha needed to know and since there was nothing to talk about right now, she figured she may as well ask him about it.
She cleared her throat and took a deep breath. "Did you sleep with her?" she asked.
Jack looked up at her; confusion clear on his face. "What?" he screwed his face up. "Who? What are you talking about?" he questioned her.
"You know who I'm talking about," Martha answered. "That girl that you were with at the bar earlier tonight. Do you like her? Did you sleep with her Jack?" she fired off questions.
"Oh my god," Jack started to laugh. "That's why you're in such a pissy mood with me, isn't it?" he said in disbelief.
"Just answer the question," Martha snapped at him.
"No, I don't like her and no, I didn't sleep with her," Jack yelled at her across the room. "I was telling you the truth earlier when I said that she just walked in with me. Besides, I wouldn't do that to you. I wouldn't hurt you like that. I can't believe that you would even think such a thing," he kept yelling.
Martha let a single tear fall down her cheek. She reached her hand up and brushed it away. "I'm sorry okay," she cried. "I was just scared that you might not love me anymore. I was worried," another tear slid down her cheek.
Jack got on his hands and knees and crawled over towards Martha; until he was sitting next to her. "Don't ever think that okay? Because I always will," he exclaimed. "We just have a few things to sort through and once we get out of here; we can do that," Jack told her.
Martha shook her head at him. "No, we won't; because we aren't going to get out of here. We're going to die here. Jamie is going to kill us," she said.
"We will get out of here. I know we will. We just have to come up with a plan," Jack explained. "And if Kim's smart enough; he'll have figured out something's wrong by now and he'll call the cops. I told him where we were, so I'm sure we will be fine," he tried to reassure her.
"I really hope so," Martha mumbled.
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"I can see a light up ahead. I think we're almost there," Kim told Kit as he squeezed her hand.
"Yeah, I can see the outline of the warehouse," Kit nodded.
"Let's be quiet. We'll go a bit closer and have a better look. See if we can see anything," Kim whispered.
They quietly crept through the trees until they came to the huge clearing which contained the old warehouse.
"See anything?" Kit asked as she looked around.
"No, noth…..," Kim went to answer but was cut off by Kit.
"Oh my god," Kit gasped as she grabbed a hold of Kim and pulled him behind a tree.
"What is it?" Kim asked.
Kit swung her head around the tree and pointed in the direction of the door. "It's Jamie," she told Kim.
"Oh no," Kim hissed.
"What if he's hurt them," Kit was starting to freak out.
"Let's not worry about that right now," Kim grabbed Kit by the shoulders. "Here's what we're going to do. I want you to go back to the car and call the cops. You should be able to get some reception on your phone there. Do not come back here. Wait for the cops and then go home," he gave his order.
Kit was shaking. She was terrified and starting to cry. "I can't leave you here by yourself," the tears started to flow.
"I'll be fine baby," Kim stroked her cheek. "Now go. The sooner the cops get here the sooner we can carry on with our lives. Mac can start her life over too. I know that's what you want," he said as he leant down and kissed her softly on the lips.
"I love you," Kit told him.
"I love you too," Kim kissed her once more before softly pushing her away.
Kim watched as she quickly disappeared from his site. He turned back around to face the warehouse and found Jamie still standing at the door. Kim knew he had to find Martha and Jack, but he also knew he had to make sure Jamie didn't see him.
If he did then things could get bad.
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"How are we going to get out of here Jack?" Martha looked deep into Jack's eyes.
Jack shrugged. "I'm not sure yet, but I promise you; I will not let him hurt you," he gave his word.
"I don't think I can do it," Martha told him. "I can't fight anymore. I'm tired and I just want to give up," she cried.
"No Martha," Jack cupped Martha's cheeks. "This is nearly over Martha. You have to hold on. You have to believe that we will get out of here. You can't let go, okay. I'm here and we'll do it together. Promise me you won't let go," he practically begged.
"I promise," Martha nodded. "I won't give up. I won't let go…………….
Standing by yourself You can't fight the undertow Taking one step back You can't fight the undertow You can't fight the undertow
High on the hills above the ocean
This is where you'd come
To walk with your friends
Strange how it leaves you
With no emotion
Not when you're all alone
You can't fight the undertow
How long till you let go
Trying to pull yourself together
No matter what you say
Nothing you do
Can hold back the forces of youth forever
Not when you're all alone
You can't fight the undertow
How long till you let go
Not when you're all alone
You can't fight the undertow
How long till you let go
How long till you let go
Undertow - Ivy
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