Chapter 51- Riley & Blake

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I open my eyes and try to move, but I can't. Then I remember what happen...Angela! There she is standing in front of me with a smug look on her face.

"Well look who decided to wake up."

"You're not going to get away with this. Blake will be home any minute!" I say as I struggle to get out of this chair and the bitch just laughs. It's a sinister laugh that leaves chills to my bones. 

"Oh you poor idiotic foolish woman. Blake is not coming, I shot him. So he is either bleeding out or dead by now."

She's lying she has to be. Wouldn't I know if he was dead? I struggle against the ropes and she laughs even more.

"HE'S NOT DEAD YOU STUPID BITCH!"

"Oh dear sister if he isn't he will be soon enough."

Sister? She really has lost it now.

"I see you look confused, so let me clear things up for you. My name is Cara Jacobs and you took my life from me. I found out that Ramirez took me as a little girl and then replaced me with YOU!!!"

"That's not my fault."

I shake my head trying to make sense of it all. Her look changes and becomes darker and if I wasn't afraid before I definitely am now. She comes up to me and slaps me hard.

"It is your fault! You took my life from me. So I decided to copy what Ramirez did seven years ago to get into your life and destroy it from the inside out. So I tried to seduce Blake at that party, but even being drugged he is strong willed and I wasn't able to do anything. But when he left that just made things so much easier. With him out of the way I could devise my plan better."

This is crazy the bitch has literally lost it. I try tugging on the ropes but nothing happens. I know if I can't get out of here, there is no doubt that she will kill me. I must do what I can to protect my babies.

"If you want to blame me go ahead. You can have everything I have from that life. The money the company everything. I don't want a damn thing, take it all and leave me the hell alone."

"I don't want your money! I want my fucking life back! Can you give me back my parents and the life I deserved to have!"

My temper gets the best of me because she is throwing a damn temper tantrum. I knew this bitch was crazy.

"Well you know what so do I! I was ripped away from my parents too. But you don't see me doing all this stupid shit!"

I need to learn to shut my mouth because that got me a backhand to the face again.

"SHUT UP!! But don't worry, you won't be around to see anything real soon."

She walks to the corner of the room and I see her pick up a gas can and starts pouring gasoline around the house. This can't be happening. She wouldn't kill me while I'm pregnant, would she? The look in her eyes answer my question and I really panic, my breathing become irregular as I struggle against the ropes

"Angela!...I mean Cara stop! You can't do this I'm pregnant!"

She shrugs her shoulders and cackles like an evil witch. " Like I care. I would have waited if I could have convinced Blake to be with me. We could have taken care of the brats, but now I do not give a rats ass."

"You heartless bitch!"

I do everything I can to break free, that is until she points the gun at my stomach and I freeze.

"I'll do anything just don't hurt my babies. They are innocent! If you want to do something to me after they are born fine! But please let them live!"

She starts mocking me but stops and thinks and I finally feel the ropes loosening a little bit. If I can stall just a little bit longer I can break free. But then what I can't move fast and she has that damn gun.

"Sorry sis I don't think so."

I spit in her face, I know it is not the smartest thing to do, but I feel so damn helpless right now.

"Go to hell you crazy bitch!"

She stalks right up to me and is right in my face as she screams. "Stop calling me crazy!!!"

"You are if you are planning on killing me and my babies. You are either crazy or just plain sick, no sane person with a conscious would do that."

Since she is still in my face, I have nothing to lose because I know she will not let me go. So I headbutt her and she stumbles back. I used as much strength as I could, but it knocked me over and I hit my head on the floor hard where it knocked me out. When I come to I look around to see where Cara is but I do not see her but I smell smoke and then I see the flames and I can't believe this is happening again.

This is how I am going to die 

                                                                       Blake

Son of a bitch that hurt. Luckily the crazy bitch is not a good shot otherwise it could have been worse for the both of us. I look down at my leg bleeding and curse.

"Great it's my bad leg too. You good Rick?"

"Yeah man just grazed my arm. She has a piss poor shot, thank God for that."

"Yeah, but my fucking leg shit! I gotta go, I need to get to Ry."

"I'll call the cops and I am sorry for everything with An...I mean Cara."

"You didn't know, but thanks and I'll see you later, I will keep you updated."

I take off as soon as I try to stop the bleeding. I wrap my shirt around my leg and sped off. I call Ry's mom to see if she is there with Ry, I am praying that she is and that she is safe. I just need to make it there before that psycho gets to her.

"Hi Blake darling."

"Are you will Riley?"

"No we are about ten minutes away...why?"

I slam my fists on to the steering wheel because nothing is going right today and that means I need to get home sooner.

"Get to the house as fast as you can Ry is in danger. I'm about twenty five minutes away. I won't be able to get to her in time."

"Don't worry we will be there in less than five...Aaron honey floor it our baby girl is in trouble."

I hear Aaron in the background  say on it and then his voice is muffled in the background like he is talking to someone as well.

"Just drive safe and everything will work out Blake. We do not need you getting hurt along the way."

I end the call and drive as fast as I can. I try calling my beautiful wife but she is not picking up the phone. This sets me into further panic mode. Nothing can happen to her or our babies, I don't know what I would do. 

"Shit Wildfire please be okay."

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