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Chapter 9: Spot the break

Sam peered through a window to see what was happening exactly. Heather's mom was curled up in a ball on the ground, weeping. Heather was cowering behind Danny with a bloody lip and Danny was standing tall right in front of Jason.

Sam pulled out his cell phone and started to dial 911 but he heard Jason say, "What are you going to do, Danny? I'm a cop! They'll never believe you!"

Sam put away his cell phone. If only I had Twister here with his video camera, that way we could get him on camera. But I don't and I have to think of something to do… Sam burst into the house.

Jason, Danny, Heather, and her mom all looked at him.

"Sam!" Heather cried before she was hit again.

"Jason!" Sam yelled. "Enough!"

"What are you going to do about it?" Jason said with a smirk. "I'm a cop, Sam."

"In Kansas, yes, in California, no." He grabbed Heather's hand and dragged her out. He called back to the others, "I'll come back for you!" He shoved Heather in his rental car and zoomed off for the airport.

"Sam, we can't go back to your house in Ocean Shores, he knows where you live!" Heather said to Sam.

"We're not going to my house," Sam stated. "We're going straight to the police in Ocean Shores and then we're going to hide in some place that even some people in Ocean Shores can't find."

"You can have the bed," Twister told Reggie as he set up blankets on the floor of his bedroom.

"No, I don't want to put you out," Reggie said as she coughed.

Twister sat down next to Reggie on his bed and looked at her. "You're sick and you need to be comfortable, I can sleep on the floor."

Reggie hugged him softly and then tightly. "It's your room. You can take the bed."

"Reggie, you're really sweet but I say again, you're sick and you need to be comfortable."

"We can both use the bed."

"If you're comfortable with that."

"Yes, it's fine. Um, do you have a t-shirt that I could use, I don't have anything to sleep in."

"Yeah. I mean, you know me, I'm shirtless the majority of the time."

"How could she?" Otto screamed as he paced around the hotel room. "'I want to stay with Twist.' She should be staying here with us!"

"Go to sleep Otto!" Ray yelled at him.

"But!"

"Now!"

"'Night."

"Sam, I'm tired," Heather whined as they drove through the dark. "We've told the cops, can't we just go to your house?"

"Like you said, he knows where I live, even though we've told the police, he could still come after us," Sam explained.

"Are we at least close?"

"Better, we're here."

They got out of the car and stepped onto a beach that had perfect waves.

"What is this place?" Heather asked.

"This is the secret spot. Some people lived in Ocean Shores their whole lives and they never found this place. Luckily, I came into friendships with people who knew where it is."

"It's awesome."

"And it's safe."

Twister had trouble falling asleep that night. It wasn't that it was uncomfortable but it was just the fact that he was sleeping in the same bed as his girlfriend. He held her in his arms and softly rubbed the back of his hand against her cheek. She looked so peaceful while she slept. But Twister couldn't help thinking that maybe while she was here, they could move their relationship to the next level.

Reggie wriggled in her sleep. She adjusted her head so that it was laying against his bare chest and if she was awake, she could hear his heartbeat. Twister tried not to move. He didn't want to wake her. He watched her head go up and down as he breathed. He kissed her on the forehead and finally drifted off to sleep.

Sam woke up on the beach with the sound of his cell phone. "Hello?" He said.

"Sam? It's Officer Shirley," the voice on the other line said.

"Oh hi, what's up?"

"We caught Jason Rally. He found him snooping around your house, good thing you weren't there. You should come down to the station so we can straighten this all out. Bring Heather too."

"Thank you, Officer. Bye." He hung up his cell and he looked over at the sleeping Heather. He softly shook her awake. "Heather, the police just called, they have Jason in custody."

"Oh thank god," Heather cried as she sat up and pulled her knees close to her body. Even though Jason was caught, she looked terrified.

Sam held her close. "Heather, it will be okay."

"I hope so…"

Reggie was the first to wake up. She laid there just thinking and listening to Twister's heartbeat. She thought about what had happened with her last boyfriend, Michael. Michael was different… Sure, he and I were friends before we started going out but we weren't as good of friends as me and Twister… Michael moved too fast… He thought I was like that… But Twister knows me better than that, he knows that I would never do anything like that.

Reggie could feel Twister move as he woke up. She looked up at him and then rested her head back on his chest.

"'Morning," he said to her before he kissed her forehead.

"'Morning," she replied.

He lifted her chin so that he could look into her eyes. When he looked into her eyes, she seemed so innocent and pure. She was perfect to him…

He kissed her, softly at first and then forcefully. He could feel her struggle a little as if she were uncomfortable with how powerful he was being. He started moving his hands up her back under the overlarge t-shirt she was wearing. He moved from kissing her mouth to kissing her neck.

"Twist, um, could you move your hands," Reggie asked uncomfortably.

He stopped kissing her neck and looked at her. "Reg, I thought that we could maybe move our relationship a little farther."

"I don't want that Twist…"

He didn't listen to her. He started kissing her mouth again. He could feel her trying to push away from him. He made the grip on her back stronger.

She finally broke her mouth away from his and pleaded, "Twist, please let go of me…"

Twister could feel her shaking out of a mixture of fright and sadness. Realizing what he was doing and that he shouldn't even be trying this, he let go of her.

She scrambled away from him and tumbled off his bed onto the ground. She pulled her knees up to her chest and started crying into her legs. He reached out to touch her but she pulled away from him. She wiped away her tears and looked at him with a frown. "Why? Why did you try to…" She couldn't even say it, she was afraid. She never thought she'd be scared of Twister, but she was. She came to her feet. She didn't know what she was going to say. "Do you remember Michael?"

Twister was confused by the question. I just tried to- and she asks me if I remember- "Your last boyfriend, the one you went to Winter Formal with. I guess he was a better boyfriend than me."

She seemed a little shaken up. "He wasn't. You're the same. I'm going to tell you something that I haven't told anyone. The night of Winter Formal, Mike asked me if I wanted to go make out in his car. I said that I did but when we got there he tried to pull the same thing you just did. I got out of there as quick as I could, that's why we broke up."

"I saw you getting out of his car that night, I though something went wrong."

"I thought that you knew me well enough not to try something like that. I was wrong."

Twister shook his head. "You weren't wrong, I know you…"

Reggie stood up out of anger and finally yelled, "Twister, it's over!"

AN: SUSPENSE! Okay, I know that Twister probably wouldn't ever do that but, it just adds conflict. Please Review!