After sitting with Kate for about ten minutes, I decide to head down to the kitchen.
"Time for that cocoa I promised." I whisper to Kate before leafing the bathroom.
Kate doesn't answer but gives my hand a tight squeeze before letting go.
She hasn't said anything for a while now. The only communication between us being our hands squeezing tighter when her sobs, occasionally, became worse. After a while though her sobs stopped with only a few tears rolling down her tearstained cheeks.
'That asshole!' my subconscious growls 'He's more than fifty shades fucked up for braking Kate's hart like that.'
"Mrs. Jones," I call out when I reach the bottom of the stairs " can you please…" I stop mid sentence when I find the kitchen completely empty.
That's odd, usually by now she's busy making her final touches on dinner.
Maybe she's out doing the weekly shopping, but its Thursday, usually she does it on Fridays.
Walking into the kitchen I can see pots standing on the stove and dirty crockery cluttering the kitchen benches.
That's odd, considering Mrs. Jones usual cleanliness. She never leaves the house when it isn't spotless let alone when there's still food cooking on the stove.
'Maybe she's just giving you and Kate some privacy and is waiting in Taylors office.' My subconscious pipes up, stopping my brain from running away with silly sinarios.
Some things wrong, I can feel it in my gut.
Go back to Kate and call Sawyer! My subconscious calls out to me in a panicked voice.
I slowly turn to head back to Kate's room but something in the corner of my eye makes me freeze. Is it a figure? Or is it just my paranoid brain playing tricks on me.
Slowly I turn my head and then I feel my whole body go cold.
Jack Hyde.
Jack Hyde is standing in the doorway of the security office with Mrs. Jones in front of him. She looks absolutely petrified, standing so still and her face stark white, almost resembling a wax doll.
"Well, well, well Anastasia, we meet again." Jack calls out with an ice voice.
All I can do is to stare at him. All my limbs have been frozen in place and so has my brain.
How the fuck did he get in here! It's imposable to get through Escala's security! Did that asshole hurt Mrs. Jones?! Is all that's running through my mind.
"Oh come on Ana you know how to say hello, don't you?" Jack takes a step forward and into the light. He looks horrible. He hasn't shaved in what seems to be a really long time, his hair is longer then what I could remember and it has definitely not been washed for god knows how long. He also has large black circles under his eyes form what I can guess is from a lack of sleep.
"Say some thing you little cock-tease!" Jack yells out.
I flinch at his sudden outburst.
"Let her go Jack." I say but it only comes out as a whisper.
"What? Speak up !"
I clear my voice before speaking again, "Let Gail go Jack"
"And let her call the cops? I think not."
Suddenly Jack smashes a gun into the back of Gail's head. Almost as if every thing is in slow motion, Gail's eyes roll back in her head and she falls to the ground and Jack is lurching towards me.
I can feel his hand rapping around my left arm and I feel a horrible scream coming from my throat.
"No ones hear to hear you scream you little cum buster!" Jack's other hand is slithering its way around my waist making me scream even harder.
Jack pulls me up hard against his body and I can feel him hard against me. Bile starts to rise in my throat.
"You feel that don't you?" Jack sneers in my face, pushing himself even harder against me making even more bile rise in my throat. "I'm going to fuck you till you scream!"
Suddenly Kate's screaming joins in with my own. She's standing on the third last step with a towel raped around her body. Jack whips his head around and looks at Kate.
"Another cock-teas. What a shame you're little Elliot isn't here to save you Kate!" Jack turns back to me, raises his gun and brings it back down hard on my head. Every thing go's dark ad I can feel my body falling to the ground.