Chapter 22
Showdown
John's hand releases the dagger sending it flying through the air towards Caleb's turned back. He watches it closely as it's just about to reach its target, but something happens. The dagger stops dead in its tracks in midair, less than an inch away from the back of Caleb's leather jacket. John can't believe his eyes as the dagger just floats there.
Caleb slowly turns around and looks back at John. "Really?" Caleb says sarcastically. Caleb grabs the dagger from the air. "A knife to the back?" Caleb points the dagger in John's direction and begins to slowly walk towards him. "I really thought you would be more of a challenge than this." John steps out from behind the pillar with a straight face. Caleb stops about 5 feet away from him. "How does it feel John?... To know that you're staring your own death straight in the face?" John just stares at him. "I could ask you the same thing."
Caleb laughs. "Really? Because it looks to me that your first poorly put together plan failed. Not to mention the perfectly good dagger you just handed me." John says nothing. "What? No snarky comeback?" John holds his ground as Caleb begins to walk around him. "You know it was just a waste to even give you this opportunity. I thought you'd give more of an effort considering what's at stake." Caleb stops close behind John and holds the dagger up to his back. He then slowly leans forward and begins to whisper into John's ear.
"You know she already gave herself to me…. Sam just couldn't wait to strip down and give me her mind… her soul…. Not to mention that beautiful, beautiful body." John clenches his fists at Caleb's taunting words. He begins to walk again, this time stopping right in front of him. "She's just how I remember her. Hot… Sexy….. Plus a wild animal in the bedroom." John's fists clench tighter and tighter with every word that leaves his mouth. Caleb looks down at the dagger in his hands and runs his fingers down the blade.
"Imagine it John…. Imagine your innocent little Sam stripping down to her lacey lingerie… begging me to take her. Begging me to do things to her that have never even crossed your mind." Caleb takes a long pause. "Imagine the look on Sam's face when I forced myself inside of her…..."
At that point John loses it. His hands quickly grab hold of the blade of the dagger and begin to struggle vigorously over the weapon. John begins to bleed as the sharp blade cuts his hand with every movement. Caleb forces John back to the wall as the pain of the blade surges through his whole body. He holds back the almost unbearable pain and pushes back, forcing Caleb to fall back to the ground giving John the upper hand.
Caleb keeps pushing back trying to cause him to recede. John refuses to give up forcing the knife up to Caleb's throat.