The Past Returns

Chapter 4: An Unwanted Visit

This is once again a short chapter… but enjoy anyways.

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Kayla let out a heavy sigh as she laid down on her couch. Light from the street lights crept in through the blinds. She was about to close her eyes and go to sleep, when the sound of a dish breaking made her sit up. She groaned. It was probably Patches, her lab puppy on the counter again.

"Patches… get off the counter." Kayla grumbled as she walked to the kitchen.

She entered the kitchen and didn't see the puppy anywhere. Patches' faint barking could be heard from her room down the hall. A pair of strong arms grabbed her. Kayla would have yelled but a hand was placed over her mouth. The person's other arm was around her neck.

"Kaya (no I didn't misspell it)…" the person whispered into her ear.

Kayla's eyes widened when she figured out who's voice it was.

"If I let you go, promise you won't run or scream or call the cops once I leave. Cause if you do… I'll kill you. I have before and I'll do it again." the person hissed.

Kayla gave a slight nod before she was released. Kayla swirled around and came face to face with the man Greg had seen. Slowly she walked backwards, farther into the kitchen.

"You were at the crime scene… Greg did see you." Kayla said very low.

"Yes… he did."

"How'd you find me?"

"You're just like your mother. Looks and personality wise."

The man walked over to Kayla, who was now backed into a corner, and placed his hand oh her cheek. Kayla cringed as he slid his hand down her face and to her hip. Out of reflex, Kayla smacked him in the face. The man growled and Kayla repeatedly until she was laying on the floor.

"Don't piss me off Kaya!" he screamed; his lips curled into a smile once he calmed down, "Or is it Kayla now? You changed your last name to your mothers too."

"What do you want, dad? You going to kill me too?" Kayla glared as she held her stomach.

Her lip was now split down the middle. Blood came from her lip and the corner of her mouth since she bit her cheek. There was a nasty bruise forming under a fresh cut under her left eye.

"You work for the crime lab now, right? With Greg Sanders and Nick Stokes?" he grinned at his daughter, "Bring them to me. I don't care how you do it. By tomorrow night or I will kill you."

With a chuckle, he left Kayla on the floor in pain.

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There ya go! The fourth chapter! Not very long again. Hope you liked it!