The Glossy Eyes

Chapter 58: An unexpected Ally.

Alannah tried to scream, to fight against the assailant's grip, but her voice was muffled by the firm hand pressed against her lips. Every fiber of her being screamed for escape, for safety. She struggled against the person's hold, her instincts screaming at her to break free.

Fear and adrenaline coursed through her veins, heightening her senses. With every ounce of strength she could muster, Alannah mustered the courage to swing her elbow backward, aiming to strike her assailant. She fought with all her might, desperate to break free from their clutches.

As her elbow connected with something solid, a momentary release of pressure allowed her to twist and turn, attempting to face her attacker. Her heart pounded in her ears as she gathered the strength to fight back.

As Alannah desperately ran towards the door, her heart pounding in her chest, the attacker's grip tightened once again, preventing her escape. She glanced at the man's bearded face, his menacing strength overpowering her. Fear and panic coursed through her veins, fueling her fight for survival.

With all her strength, Alannah mustered the courage to fight back. Her eyes darted around the room, searching for anything that could aid her escape. Spotting a nearby vase, she reached out, her trembling hands grasping it tightly.

Summoning every ounce of strength, Alannah swung the vase towards her assailant, connecting with a resounding crash. The impact stunned the man momentarily, loosening his grip on her. Seizing the opportunity, Alannah broke free, adrenaline coursing through her veins.

Tears streamed down her face as she raced out of the apartment, her breathing ragged and irregular. Panic overwhelmed her, clouding her thoughts and leaving her disoriented. She had no idea where to go or whom to turn to for help.

Through blurry eyes, she scanned her surroundings, searching desperately for any sign of safety. Every alley, every street, seemed like a potential threat. Fear tightened its grip on her, urging her to keep running, to put as much distance as possible between herself and the danger that lurked behind.

Her legs carried her swiftly through the dimly lit streets, guided only by instinct and a desperate need for sanctuary. With each step, she fought against the suffocating fear, summoning a glimmer of hope that someone, anyone, would come to her aid.

As she continued to flee, her mind raced with a flurry of thoughts. How had her world turned into a nightmare so suddenly? Why was she targeted? And where was Nathaniel in all of this?

The questions echoed through her mind, but the answers remained elusive. In this moment of terror, all she could focus on was finding safety and regaining control over her shattered reality.

With every pounding step, Alannah's resolve grew stronger. She wouldn't allow fear to consume her. She had to survive, to find help, and to uncover the truth behind the horrifying events that had unfolded.

As she ran, her tears mingling with the darkness, Alannah clung to a glimmer of hope. Hope that she would find a way out of this nightmare.

Alannah's desperate sprint came to an abrupt halt as she collided with a person in her path. The impact jolted her, breaking through the adrenaline-fueled haze, and she crumbled to the ground, her trembling hands instinctively covering her ears. Her voice quivered as she pleaded for mercy, begging her unseen tormentor to release her, to let her go.

In the midst of her distress, the person who had inadvertently crossed her path reached out, gently removing her trembling hands from her ears. Alannah's tear-filled eyes met the concerned gaze of Adrian, Nathaniel's brother, who knelt down beside her. His expression was filled with worry and compassion as he tried to comprehend the horrors she had endured.

Alannah, still reeling from the traumatic encounter, found it difficult to find her voice. Exhausted and overwhelmed, she remained silent, her gaze fixed on Adrian's face. Her forehead was marked with blood, her cheek almost blue from the impact, serving as visible reminders of the violence she had suffered.

Adrian's concern deepened as he took in her battered appearance. He could see the fear and pain etched in her eyes.

"Alannah," Adrian spoke softly, his voice filled with compassion, "You're safe now."

Alannah, still struggling to gather her strength, managed to nod weakly. She trusted Adrian, knowing him as Nathaniel's brother and a known presence in her life.

"Thank you for trusting me with this, Alannah," Adrian said, his voice filled with resolve.

Adrian's frustration grew as Nathaniel failed to answer his call. Recognizing the urgency of the situation, he swiftly dialed Marcus, a trusted member of their gang. With a sense of urgency in his voice, he conveyed the gravity of the situation.

"Marcus, it's Adrian. I need you to find Nathaniel immediately. It's Alannah. Something terrible has happened," Adrian explained, his voice filled with concern and urgency.

From the other end of the line, Nathaniel's groan conveyed his annoyance. "What do you want, Adrian? Can't it wait?"

Adrian's voice tightened with a sense of urgency. "No, it can't wait. It's serious. Alannah is in trouble. I need you here right now."

Without waiting for a response, Adrian ended the call, his attention refocused on Alannah. His heart ached for her trembling, fragile form, knowing that time was of the essence. He moved closer, his eyes filled with determination and a fierce protectiveness.

"Alannah," Adrian's voice was gentle yet firm, "We're going to get you the help you need. Nathaniel is on his way."

Alannah, still overwhelmed by the ordeal she had endured, clung to the sliver of hope that Nathaniel's arrival would bring. She nodded weakly, her trust in Adrian providing a sense of solace amidst the chaos.

As they waited for Nathaniel's arrival, Adrian maintained a vigilant watch over Alannah, offering silent reassurance through his presence. His mind raced with questions about what had transpired and a deep determination to ensure justice was served.

Time seemed to stretch as they awaited Nathaniel's arrival, each passing second filled with mounting anticipation and concern. Adrian's gaze never wavered from Alannah, his eyes filled with a mix of worry and determination.