Page 111 of Psychotic Obsession
Darkness looms in Tobias' eyes, glaring at me from across the room while his mom tends to the pen lodged in his arm.
I feel it, the demonic presence of his dark side filling all my senses, like unpredictable waves surrounding him that are only looking to cause carnage. The evil wants to be known, to be feared, and since all I can think of is how we are all about to die, he's succeeding.
Each step he takes while he angrily paces makes me shiver–the way he twitches his neck to the side, blinks at a rapid speed, and ultimately looks emotionless, like a receptacle full of death and hatred.
I'm sitting on a wooden chair in the corner of a bright room, my hands bound in front of me with a red cable tie. Tobias had pushed me into the dog crate next to Gabs but took me out before sitting me here.
Every time his eyes land on mine, he clenches his fists and averts his drained gaze to the ground barely a second later. Every time Justin walks by me and intentionally kicks my chair to frighten me more, he glares at him before hefalters.
He's fighting himself.
The crates are large...for dogs. But for human beings? Tiny. Both Gabs and Kaleb have their knees to their chests, wincing in discomfort with black tape over their mouths to keep them quiet. Gabriella is whimpering for her life, her eyes begging me to run every time Tobias and Justin turn their backs.
It's pointless. We’re in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by woodlands. If I do manage to get away, they'll catch me.
Violetta huffs, breaking me from my blank stare at the white wall. She throws down the bloody gauze from stitching up Tobias. "I still think this is a bad idea. If we leave now, we can catch the next boat and be out of here. She..." Her eyes land on mine, strangely looking concerned. "She doesn't want you anymore. We are wasting time."
"Agreed," Justin says, shoving his hands in his pockets. "He doesn't listen."
Tobias glares at Justin, who raises both hands in defeat.
Kaleb starts kicking at his cage, trying to shout through the tape on his mouth. Each blast of his foot vibrates in my ears, and my headache worsens. I close my eyes when I see Justin lift the keys from the table, twirling them around his finger. "Why is he here again?"
"He disrespected my girlfriend." My eyes open once more, staring at Tobias while he confidently smiles at them with raised brows. "No one messes with her."
"Girlfriend," I hear Justin mutter under his breath, followed by a snort.
Before I can say anything, Gabriella's phone beeps in Justin's hand. "Found him," he says in excitement, lifting the screen for Tobias to see. "He said he's just home from dropping his kid off, that she and Aria can pick him up in twenty minutes."
My eyes widen at Tobias shoving his jacket on, keeping his gaze off mine while he packs a hammer and chains into a bag. "Don't you dare touch him!" I warn Tobias in a sneer, my nerveendings exploding. When he ignores me, I push myself off the chair and shake in my rigid stance, begging him to look at me. "Please."
Justin comes at me, shoving my chest so I fall back in the chair with a grunt.
Tobias narrows his eyes at him. "Don't do that to her."
He lifts his hands in defense, his brow raised. "Whatever, big guy. Can we go now?"
"Don't lay a finger on her." Tobias looks over at me without making eye contact, and then he tilts his head to Gabs. "But if the other one starts being a nuisance, you can just kill her," he tells his mom before pointing at Kaleb. "Keep him alive for me. I want to teach him a lesson for speaking to my girl the way he did."
She nods once, her head dropping. "You really don't need to hurt them."
He sniffs, tossing his bag over his shoulder. "That's up to the doctor."
She huffs and crosses her arms as she sits. "Torturing the people she loves will push her away from you. How do you expect her to let us raise the children if you've killed everyone around her? Winning her trust is what you need to do, and even at that...it's close to impossible."
My shoulders tense as Tobias drops a heavy fist onto the dog grooming table in the middle of the room. "I won't leave her! You don't get it. I can't lose her."
"You already have," she replies in a low tone, blunt, matter-of-fact.
"Stay the fuck out of it," he tells her with a pointed finger. "You don't know her like I do."
I need him to listen to his mom. "Tobias..." I stop my words just as she widens her eyes at me, shaking her head while Tobias drops his. I take her wordless advice, keeping silent.
He’s finally done it, though. I’m officially terrified of Tobias.
The rope I was once comfortably holding is now thin and weak, hanging on by a single thread, threatening to snap. Tobias owns that thread...Mylife,myunborn babies,myfinal breath and vulnerability. He owns it all, no matter if I agree to go with him or not.Hecontrols what happens next.
"Hurry up!" Justin yells from the reception down the narrow, cold hallway. "I told him they were picking him up like ten minutes ago."
