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"In the mall!?" I yell. She nods. "Where? Where is this loser hiding?"
"I can't tell you that much. But I do know that it's really hard to trace because of his cell service. Which means he's probably underground."
I think for a moment. "So the basement?"
"Most likely, yeah."
I shove my phone in my pocket, grab the flashlight from the store counter and run from the store. Soon, everyone is behind me, except the analyst and a few officers.
"Mr. Dawson," I yell. "How do we get down from here?"
"Where are the supply closets," Nicole asks. I don't know why she followed us. "There are usually ways to get to the heating systems in the basements from there."
"Erh," Mr. Dawson says, thinking. "I think they're this way." He starts jogging left. We all follow.
We're coming, Ally.
ALLY'S POINT OF VIEW
Where's Trent? He hasn't harassed me for a while.
Almost like I conjured him, he opens the door and says, "missed me?"
"Hardly," I reply.
"You haven't eaten in days and you have the nerve to be rude to the only person who can give you food?" He chuckles.
"I'd rather die."
"Oh, you will," he assures me. "If Austin doesn't give in soon, I'd estimate you have 3 days left until you starve." He smiles at me.
What a freak.
"Good," is all I say.
He closes the door and sits on my bed, staring at me. "You're very pretty, even when you're dying."
Ew. I don't respond.
"Very pretty," he whispers.
I inch closer in to the wall.
He stands up and takes a step closer to me.
"What are you doing," I demand.
"Just... curious," he responds.
"You're sick," I say. "You need help."
"Maybe," he admits. "But who's going to make me?" He gets closer.
AUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW
Mr. Dawson was right. We're all running and jumping downstairs. So many flights of stairs.
ALLY'S POINT OF VIEW
"STOP," I yell to Trent. He's getting closer. Never touching, but still invading my personal space.
"C'mon," he coos. He grabs my hands and holds them down. I'm too weak to fight him. I can feel his breath on my face.
AUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW
If I thought there were a lot of stairs, I was definitely not expecting there to be this many doors. A narrow hallway with about 3 dozen doors. What the hell? Why?
ALLY'S POINT OF VIEW
I'm squirming and trying to yell but he elbowed me in the stomach so I'm winded. This is it.
I'm over.
He puts his lips to mine and I start to cry.
Just then, Austin and about 10 other people barge through the door.
AUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW
I see Trent there, towering over Ally, forcefully kissing her. Before I have time to think, I act. I run across the small room and pull Trent to the ground.
I start yelling and throwing punches. He fights back, but I'm so angry I barely notice the hits.
I just start wailing on him. No one stops me. I can feel the officers looking at me, a couple consoling Ally. Trish and Dez look frightened. Nicole stopped the cameraman from filming me.
It was just me and Trent. He hits me in the jaw and I'm in shock long enough for him to get up, but I trip him before he moves and he falls, bashing his head on the bed. He's knocked out.
Thankfully, Dex directed us to the room. He tried to tell the officers that he was forced to help Trent kidnap Ally. He didn't want to. I don't know how they'll handle him, legally, but I hope he doesn't do time for too long.
I stand there, looking at Trent, unconscious.
I snap put of my daze and I look up at Ally. She's staring at Trent, crying.
I run up to her and she wraps her arms around me. She's so small and frail. Like a butterfly after metamorphosis. I hold her carefully, but securely so I don't hurt her. I start crying. Her legs give way underneath her and I catch her before she falls to the ground. Over exertion. I lift her in to my arms and I carry her up all 7 flights of stairs.
I'm going to crash, too, I know it.
Once Ally's on the stretcher and in the ambulance, I crawl in beside her and collapse.
BOTH
We're safe.
More tragedies? Or should I just end the story? Up to you! There will be more chapters either way!
