The Wounded Love novel Chapter 68

In this case it was a gun.

I screamed involuntarily as the door swung open. Nick just looked at me. "Skyla!" I heard Jade call over the phone. "What's happening?"

Nick kept walking towards me. I was trapped. "W-what do you want?" I stuttered.

"You're coming with me." He came closer. I didn't recognize his voice. It was scary.

"Nick what are you-? He tried to grab me. I backed up further into the wall.

"Silvio killed my family." Nick breathe. "He killed every single one of them, and now it's my turn to do the same." This man was crazy. He had officially lost it.

"I'm not Silvio's family." I needed to keep talking. I needed to stall him.

"Dante is. It's a trap-? He stopped talking. "I don't need to explain myself to you. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. It's your choice."

I grabbed the closest thing I could find. It was the white thing you used to clean the toilet. I used it to hit him on the head. Nick barely even flinched. He grabbed it out of my hands and threw it on the floor.

This time he decided to close the space between us. I kneed him hard in the balls then ran out of the bathroom.

There was only one small problem. Another man stood in my hotel room, blocking the door.

Nick couldn't hurt me. I saw it in his eyes. This man on the other hand couldn't care less.

He slapped me so hard that I fell to the floor. Maybe it was a punch, because my vision turned cloudy.

I screamed as he stepped toward me. "Screaming brings too much attention." He said. I didn't care what it did. I screamed again and again and again. I saw the gun being pointed at me. It was the same kind of gun that Nick held.

I screamed again, hoping someone would help me. "Do it." I heard Nick say.

Then everything went black.

Dante

I was in the middle of taking a shower when my phone rang. I didn't answer it at first because the water was hot, and calming. I needed to relax.

But then it rang a second time, which was followed by many texts. My phone would not stop ringing.

The door was left open, blood was on the floor. I walked in farther. She had bags on her bed that were only half packed. The lock on the bathroom door was broken. Everything was thrown around.

My heart stopped. How could I have just left her? How could I have been so stupid? Most importantly, why was she still here? She was supposed to leave, not stay.

The bracelet I gave her for Christmas was on the night table. In very neat handwriting on one of the hotel's pads of paper was a note. If you want her then come and get her. That's all it said. That was it. The bracelet was placed on top.

Skyla didn't take off the bracelet. She still wore it even after we broke up. She was wearing it at the bar, at the mall, and in the basement. I remember because it stabbed me the night we had sex. We both laughed it off afterwards.

Skyla's phone was thrown on the bathroom floor. It's screen was cracked, but it did turn on. That wouldn't help me. Or at least I thought it wouldn't.

But then I realized that she had talked to Nick. What number was he using when he called her last week? If he was stupid, and I was lucky he would still have the phone on him. I needed to track the number.

Jade was calling me again. I answered this time.

"Damn it Dante! What's wrong with you? I've been trying to-?

"She's not here." I breathe, trying to restart my heart. I've been through alot in my life. I've gotten shot, and kidnapped. I've killed people, I've been chased by people who wanted to kill me, and I even walked in on my father f@cking one of his whores. Never have I been this scared. This lost. I didn't know what to do. My brain wasn't working.