Alexander

Betrayl

I quickly go towards the door and Dakota scrambles to her feet. Rushing down the hall we stop at the stairs and from the bottom we look up. It was the most uncomfortable moment ever, it was like the uncomfortable moment after you hear gun fire and someone dies. It was tense.

I look over my shoulder, where Dakota is hovering over and we both look at each other. I brace myself to be prepared for anything and take the lead up the stairs. We walk slow, and try to remain as quiet as possible.

As we reach the top, the floor is vacant. I try to ignore my nervousness, but the loud pounding of my heart is uneasy to ignore. I fear for Dakota's safety right now.

"Maybe you should go." I whisper to her and she looks at me as if she could slap me. Her eyes showed just how dauntless she was.

"I told you, I'm not leaving your side." She pushes me on my back and I smile, uneasy. Creeping through the hall, I'm not sure where to look, but I don't want to risk anyone escaping.

"You still want to know what's in these rooms?" She looks at wide eyed as if to say this isn't the time. "Let's split up, you check the rooms up there and I'll go right."

Dakota steps in front of me and stares into my eyes. We kiss so passionately and I reach into my back pocket, slowly, I pull out a little black box and as we separate, I open it.

Dakota looks down at the box and then looks at me in shock and confusion. "If anything happens, you are a King, you are my wife." I put one ring on her finger. "I love you."

She kisses me one last time and puts the other ring on mine. "Alexander King, I will always love you." I step over to the right side of the hall and stare into it's emptiness. Looking to the side of me, Dakota and I stare at each other, I nod to her, and she takes a deep breathe and then nods back.

Cautiously walking down the hall, I know exactly the first place to look. Pressing my ear against the room Lori has been staying in, I notice how incredibly quiet it is. I take a step back and slowly put my hand on the knob.

Anticipation runs through my veins as I turn the knob, the sound of my beating heart rings in my ears, slowly pushing the door open. I cringe at what's in front of me.

There on the floor was Lori's lip body. Running my fingers through my hair, a million thoughts ran through my head. How am I suppose to explain this to Dakota? She's been through so much already.

"AHHHHHH!" My heart jumped out my chest as I heard the sound of Dakota's screams and at the same time Lori's eyes popped open and a smirk smeared her face.

"It's too late." She whispered. Blackness covered my eyes and then.....nothing.

Dakota:
I walked slowly down the hall trying to decide which room to go into, when I felt the wetness of something sticky on the floor. Looking down, I notice a red liquid seeping through the door next to me. Bracing myself, my hand shakes as I take a hold of the knob and turn it slowly.

Slowly pushing open the door, I scream. There in front of me was Phillip, his body was beaten, stabbed and blood was everywhere.

The door slammed and immediately, I felt someone grab me, I tried to fight my way, but it didn't seem to help. Tears streamed my face uncontrollably and I lost my sight. I felt myself being whisked away like I did the night Lori and I went clubbing. There was a funny smell and I began to feel dizzy.

When I finally regained consciousness, I felt my body being moved. I still couldn't see, and had no access to my arms. I try to wiggle my hands out of their trap, but it won't budge. "That's the last time I fall in love with a guy from the beach."