Page 90 of Psychotic Obsession
If he leaves, I won't see him again. If he leaves, he might hurt someone else. If he leaves, he might hurt himself. But...my main worry, one irritating me, is that Tobias will be gone from my life entirely, and that doesn't sit well with me.
I'm going to go get him, drive us to a hotel to talk and urge him to go back.
I'm not sure he's even there anymore. He sent me the address an hour ago, and it's going to take me about an hour to drive there. I hurry around my house while I throw warm clothes on, leaving Gabriella a note not to worry about me, that I'll call her soon, sticking it on the refrigerator.
I'm trying to ignore every voice in my head to turn around, to not walk to my car in the freezing cold, unlock it, and start the engine. I don't turn on the radio because I know it will be filled with Tobias. I'm curious, though–is Justin with him? How did he escape? Did he kill anyone else?
These are all questions I'll ask him directly...if he's still there.
The closer I get to the destination, the more my nerves get the better of me. I'm speeding, yet everything is going too slow, especially with the snow getting heavier. I'm trying to control my breathing but failing, worried sick that he's not there anymore, that I've missed him.
The satellite navigation in my car directs me left, onto a narrow, dark road that takes me deep into the woodlands. It’s twenty minutes of my full beam guiding me, freaking me when my tires slide in the snow, the mixture of rain now making it like a deep slush.
My foot eases off the accelerator as the three-floored, wooden cabin comes into view at the top of the never-ending,uphill road. I can hear my pulse, feel it beating away in my neck as I see a black, old-fashioned car parked out front.
I stop when I'm close enough, my chest tightening as I run through the cold, sliding a few times. I make my way up the wooden steps, bang my fist on the front door, noticing the soft glow of the fireplace through the glass.
"Tobias?" I call out, banging my fist even harder, panic rising. "Tobias! Are you in there?"
I yelp as my body is slammed against the glass panels of the door, a razor-sharp blade pressing against my neck as someone whispers in my ear. "You shouldn't be here."
Whoever it is, isn't Tobias or Justin.
The large man grabs my hair and twists me around, the holding facility’s staff badge in my face. I try to run, but the air is forced out of my lungs as his boot connects with my back, sending me catapulting down the steps and landing in a heap on the snow.
"No..." I try to beg the man to stop, covering my body to protect my baby as another heavy boot lands on my side. "Please," I cry, turning and crawling on my front, grabbing at the snow to help me move.
"Why did you need to come here? Now you know what I did. You can't tell people I helped them and cause me to lose my job...my family!" he roars, and once again, the air is knocked out of my lungs with each painful blow.
I struggle to catch my breath, wheezing as I cough, spluttering saliva onto the ice beneath me as I try to get away from the evil man.
"Please, I'm...I'm pregnant. I won't...I won't tell anyone. I don't even...even know what you did," I stutter as my body trembles, doing everything I can to make him stop. "I just came to meet..." I start to heave, unable to finish my words. He hums, and I get to my knees in an attempt to catch my breath, myclothes soaked through and frozen, my hair matted to my face. "I'll drive away and...I won't say anything... I...I swear."
"I can't take any chances."
He raises the blade in his hand, my eyes widening at his darkened ones. "No, please!" I shriek, lifting both my arms to protect myself, crouching down to brace for impact, readying for whatever pain I'm about to endure.
I hear crunching sounds followed by a horrifying gasp, and warm drops of red land on me, splattering the white snow around me. I look up, falling back in relief as I see Tobias behind the man, the blade wedged deep in his chest with Tobias' hand wrapped around his.
"Are you okay?" he asks, tossing the man's body aside like it's nothing, dragging deep breaths as he searches me for injuries. "Aria?"
I don't say a word. My head starts to spin, and I feel my body weaken as I fall forward, my face landing in the snow as everything goes black.
Chapter 38
Tobias
She sleeps so beautifully.
Even if she’s covered in another man’s blood.
My fingertips gently trace her lips, desperate for her to wake up and let me kiss them. Or wrap them around my cock. Or see them move and sound the words that keep replaying in my mind.
I want you. I need you. I love you. You’re a good person. We belong together. We’re going to be a family. Let’s run away together. I want you. I need you. I love you. You’re a good person. We belong together. We’re going to be a family. Let’s run away together. I want you. I need you. I love you. You’re a good person. We belong together. We’re going to be a family. Let’s run away together. I want you. I need you. I love you. You’re a good person. We belong together. We’re going to be a family. Let’s run away together. I want you. I need you. I love you. You’re a good person. We belong together. We’re going to be a family. Let’s run away together.
Like a mantra. Her voice. Her breathy voice in my ear when she’s nowhere around. It has become all I can hear, and I’m not sure if the words are from my memories, or if my mind is playing tricks on me.
The fact she’s here, lying unconscious before me, shows she cares. She came for me, and now, I have her.
