Dark Desire

Chapter 33

I had never imagined that a day like this would come that I would have to look towards this monster again. But fate.. plays a strange game with us. The storing of the gun was just a precaution, something Ryan had asked me not to do, but I did anyways,

"just in case" I had said to him. And now, that just in case had taken the face of a terrifying reality.

I quickly took the gun in my hands with my fingers touching the body of the weapon. I checked the gun as the metallic clink of the bullets being inserted one after another drapped the silent room with it's sound. I snapped the magazine into place, the weight of the evil weapon feeling familiar in my grip.

And I hated the feeling, I hated every bit of it.

I slipped the gun behind my back and into my jeans, grabbed my olive green jacket over the cream white couch and started to scroll through my contacts. My heart thudded as if it was going to escape right through my rib cage. The night had started to close in and I couldn't shake the image of Eran's face from my mind.

His beautiful smile, with that dimple taking full credits for his cuteness

My thumb hovered over Ryan's name. He was my last hope. I knew Ryan had connections, a network that could find people when it seemed impossible, but I had no idea how to even begin asking him for something like this. What if he couldn't help? The thought made my chest tighten.

But I had no choice.

I hit the call button and brought the phone to my ear, pacing the length of my living room. It felt like an eternity before Ryan picked up.

"Rose? What's going on?" His voice was calm, steady, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of panic inside me.

"Ryan, I—I need your help," I stammered, struggling to find the right words. "It's Eran. I think something's happened to him. I need to find him, and I need to find him now."

"Slow down, Rose. What do you mean something's happened? What makes you think he's in danger?"

Oh for fucks sake

Time was such a luxury that I couldn't afford right now. My gut was screaming that something was terribly wrong.

"I can't explain it all right now," I said, my voice cracking. "But Ryan, please, I need you to find him" I said, blood filling my vision. I swear to God, if he refuses to help

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. I bit my lip, waiting for his response, my heart in my throat.

"you deaf?!" I shouted, as I could visibly picture his entire frame shaking at the volumes of my threatening voice. I don't even know where was I getting the strength from, but that was the least of my concerns right now.

"Rose, you know I don't usually get involved in things like this," he said slowly. "But if it's that serious... I'll see what I can do. Do you have any idea where he might be?"

"No, I don't," I admitted, feeling the weight of my helplessness. "That's why I need you, and if you are not able to trace him, I'll make sure you disappear from the ends of this earth"

Another silence followed, and I could almost hear the gears turning in his head. I prayed he'd say yes, that he'd help me find Eran before it was too late.

"Alright," he finally said, and I released a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. "I'll make some calls. But Rose, I need you to stay safe.."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine," I whispered, though the words felt like a lie. I wasn't prepared at all. But I couldn't afford to think about that now. "Just find him, Ryan."

"I'll call you back as soon as I have something," he promised, and the line went dead.

I stood there for a moment, staring at the phone in my hand. My mind raced, thoughts crashing into each other like waves in a storm. What if we couldn't find him? What if we were already too late? The thought twisted in my gut, filling me with dread.

But I couldn't think like that. I had to believe that Ryan would find Eran, that we could still help him. Because the alternative... I couldn't bear to think about it.

I turned and headed for the door, grabbing my keys on the way out. I needed to be ready to move the second Ryan called back. I needed to be close to Eran, wherever he was, so I could reach him in time.

As I slid into the driver's seat of my car, a cold determination settled over me. I wasn't going to lose him. Not tonight. Not like this.