Chapter 4: Friend or Foe? Maybe Both.

"You're an asshole," Sara grumbled once she had calmed down. Alex smiled evilly and stretched. He winced and grabbed his side. Sara laughed smugly and got out of the bed.

"What did you tell him?" Alex asked.

"I told him what happened... well, some of it," she said, taking her place in the chair across from the bed. She leaned back, relieved that no one else was in the room. "Now, it's your turn to talk. What happened after I passed out?"

"Hmph," he grumbled, "You were only out for thirty minutes. What could have happened?"

"You called Carlito," she said. Her smile was gone. She now looked at him with a mixture of betrayal and curiosity. "What did you tell him?"

"How do you know I called him?"

"I just know. What did-"

"Argh! Shut up! I didn't call him!"

"Then what were you doing?" Alex eyed her and slowly got out of the bed. He leaned over her while she was sitting and stood with his face centimeters away from her.

"I was watching over you," he said, leaning in closer. Sara put her hand in between their mouths.

"You aren't getting out of it that easily," she said, pushing his face back. Alex pouted and fell back onto the bed with a sigh.

"I told him I had a potential hostage," he groaned. Sara's eyes widened as he made the comment. "We were looking for Barbady... we thought that if we could get ahold of a hostage, we could get the cops to cooperate and hand him over to us..." He looked up at Sara. She glared at him fiercely but then relaxed her face.

"... Is that al-"

Sara was cut off by Johnson rushing in with medics. Alex had already heard them coming ahead of time; he had flopped back onto the bed and was writhing in false pain. Sara took the hint and immediately turned the tears back on. Johnson led her from the room, and along the way, she began to talk...

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"...No tengo una idea! No... no... Carlito! No seas estupido! NO! Carlito? Carlito? Estas alli? Agh!" Alex threw the phone at the wall and it broke, hitting the wall witha sharp crack! Sara eyed the boy, pretending to be asleep. He growled and slumped against the wall he was closest to. He ran his hands through his hair and looked at Sara. "Wake up, damn it..."

Sara let out a false groan of pain and sat up, rubbing her head as if it hurt. She looked over at Alex and blinked.

"Yo," she said, standing up slowly. Her ankle didn't hurt as badly as it had before, but it still stung.

"Back in bed," he ordered. Sara cocked her head to the side.

"What's wrong?" she asked innocently. He shook his head and walked towards the door.

"I'm going to... go get some drugs for your pain," he said coldly, "Don't leave. I'll be back." Sara stared at the door he left through until she heard his footsteps fade. She instantly began looking for another way out. The air vents were too high up, and there was an emergency exit which probably led outside... Outside was probably a bad choice. She sighed and quietly made her way towards the door he had left through. The door led to a hallway which was probably hooked to part of the mall. She walked as fast as she could without making any noise. She didn't see Alex, but that didn't mean he wasn't nearby. She heard growling and groaning as she got closer to the exit. She cursed when she realized that she was wounded and unarmed. She crouched down for a second, preparing to make a mad dash through the door and whatever was on the other side. She silently counted to five and took off.

She threw herself against the door...

...It didn't budge. It was locked.

"FUCK!" she yelled, rubbing her arm and shoulder, "Fuckfuckfuck that huuuuuuurt!" she groaned. She made her way back to the room when she heard shrill laughter from above. She looked up and saw Alex looking down through a hole in the ceiling.

"Hahaha! That was priceless!" he laughed. Sara growled and flipped him the bird before walking back to the room.

"BASTARD!" she yelled. She limped back to the bed, still listening to him laugh at her. She collapsed and groaned and cursed as she heard Alex re-enter.

"Priceless... Sorry, dollface, I wanted to see if you'd actually try to leave," he chuckled. He sat down on the bed next to her. She didn't respond. He placed his hand on her shoulder. She suddenly lashed out and struck him across the face.

"Let me go!" she threatened. Alex smirked, his cheek red from the blow.

"No," he said simply.

"Why not?"

"Because I said so, sweetie."

"Asshole."

"Bitch."

"Cocksucker."

"Cun-"

He didn't even get to finish the word. The pain had magically vanished from her ankle and she proceeded to jump Alex and beat the living shit out of him. She didn't think the situation through, however. Alex was taller and slightly stronger than her, and he managed to pin her down and wrap his hands around her throat. His knees were diggint into her arms so she couldn't use them and he ignored her flailing legs. She spat at his face and missed. He glared angrily and tightened his grip. Sara let out an anguished cry as she found it harder and harder to breathe.

After what seemed like hours, Alex finally let go and got off of Sara. She rolled over and began coughing and convulsing.

"F...Fucking... ass..." she wheezed. Alex smirked and walked out. He turned back to Sara before closing the door.

"Be a good girl while I'm gone, babe," he laughed. He closed the door behind him and Sara heard it lock.

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"Wow... What a dick... Pardon the language," Douglas said. Sara laughed and leaned back in her seat.

"Don't apologize... He is," she laughed, "Anyway, he didn't come back after that. I lost track of time after he attacked me... But I did know that it was dark outside. I heard crickets. I was sure that he was dead after... I think it was an hour and a half, so I broke out through the air vent. I stacked some boxes up and climbed up through the vent..."

TBC...

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That was short. Um... Hokay! So...

Thank to the reviewers! Sorry I haven't been updating! I promise I'll get better about that! I've also had requests about Sara's lines, so no more Frank quotes! Now, this may be a totally different storyline than the game. Hopefully... If I slip up and give her one of Frankie's lines, don't get mad! 'Kay thanks!