MasukCATHERINE I stopped breathing.My throat tightened with emotions too big, my mind was too heavy. My eyes were locked on his and I could see it, the certainty of his words and that made my heart ache more than anything.I pulled myself away from him ignoring the way my body screamed in protest, watching his face fall. “Those are just words, Ronald.”The pain in his eyes was unbearable so I looked away, staring at the rug instead. “And Ellie… I can’t let her go through all of this because I want to be with you.”I felt him go stiff, even from this distance. “What are you saying?” His voice was slipping, roughness coating every word.I swallowed, whispering slowly. “I’m saying it would be better if you stayed away.”I waited and waited, my heart pounding loudly in my chest as the words escaped me. My chest felt like a boulder was on top of it, crushing it to pieces but I dug my nails into my flesh, focusing on the sting instead.Just when I thought he wouldn’t say anything, he spoke.“N
CATHERINE “Jesus, Cath. Are you dating a mob boss or something?”Before I could say anything, I heard footsteps behind us.Before I could respond, footsteps echoed behind us. Ronald stopped, lingering by the doorway with his hands folded across his chest and his face in an unreadable expression.I hated that I couldn’t see what he felt. He stayed there, staring at the both of us but didn’t approach but as usual, his presence filled the room like he had a say on just how thick even the air was.His gaze clicked to Eli, then back to me. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop,” he said in a low voice. “But I heard my name.”Ellie straightened up in the chair, lifting her chin. “Good. Then you can explain why people are shooting up our house.”At first I thought he wouldn’t answer… no, I hoped he didn’t. I hoped he’d tell her it wasn’t her place to know for her own good but to my surprise, he didn’t deflect. Didn’t soften it or lie.“Because of me,” he said.My stomach dropped.Ellie’s eyes widen
CATHERINE The moment Ronald parked in his driveway, I bolted out of the car and into the house. My heart was racing, mixed with relief and anger when u spotted Ellie.She was spread out on his living room couch, thumbing the remote with a bored expression, without a care in the world. I blew out a sharp, annoyed breath before forcing my feet to move. “Elaine Abigail Reynolds.”I saw her go still, then her head snapped to me. Her eyes widened for half a second before she… rolled her eyes at me.Anger flared in my chest.I’d been raging this town like a madwoman, worrying about whether or not she’d been stuffed into a duffle bag and here she was goofing around.My footsteps thundered in the space as I stormed to where she was, stopping right between her and the television. I folded my arms around my heaving chest.She huffed out a breath, dragging her eyes to me.“Do you have any idea how worried I was?” I seethed but Ellie couldn’t be more bothered.She finally dropped the remote nex
CATHERINERonald’s footsteps echoed loudly behind me even when I told him to stop following me. My pulse hammered behind my eyes, prickling at the throb there. I ignored him, shoving open the doors to the main station and immediately the chaos hit me.Low chatter of people, cops storming around, dragging suspects in handcuffs, a phone that consistently chimed the entire time. My stomach tightened more, my steps faltered just enough for Ronald to catch up.“Cath…” he called, half plea, half frustration.I should have been grateful. He’d come all the way here. He’d talked the charges down. Ellie was safe in his house and everything wasn’t as bad as I thought it was.But my guilt ate me up from the inside.When he’d asked me why I lost control like that I just snapped instead of answering. Admitting the truth was harder. I was a coward. Even I knew that, but it was already too late for the truth. The threat was real and wasn’t going anywhere.“Mr Turner,” a voice called, pulling me out
CATHERINE “Are you guys even listening to me?!” I screamed but no one seemed to listen. My voice echoed through the jail cell, empty, angry. I paced the small space, flinching every time I heard a drop of water, or shuffling of footsteps. The jingling of keys made my spine straighten and I rushed to the front, wrapping my hands against the cold steel bars. An officer stopped a foot away, shoving someone else into the cell next to me.“Hey!” I called. “A child is in danger and you guys aren’t going to do anything about it? I’ve been saying the same thing for the past hour, at least look into it.”The man barely glanced at me as he shut the gate close, locking it. “Twenty four hours before we can officially consider a person missing.” He lifted his eyes finally, raking them all over me. “You should be more worried about yourself, ma’am. Battery, assault, destruction of property. Not to mention, we did a little search and found your property covered in bullet holes.”My blood turned t
CATHERINEMy grip on the steering wheel tightened until the skin on my knuckles ached and ashened. My heart was in my throat, threatening to spill over, a bead of sweat hanging low on my face, the salty smell mixed with adrenaline invading my senses.My mind was a blur as I sped through the streets, violating every possible road law known to mankind. None of that mattered. I needed to get to Ellie.The shooting was odd to my benefit. I couldn’t remember how long I stayed crouched under my kitchen table, waiting for footsteps, for the intruders to step in and finish the job. They never did. They didn’t come inside.And when my brain finally ticked, I bolted out of the house without a second thought because if they found me, they would definitely go after her. My chest tightened painfully, the air getting thinner by the second.T was sending a message.I was sure of it. Wanted to scare me, remind me that he was still lurking around and could destroy my life in a matter of minutes. Th







