I see you / featuring Tobias Forge

Chapter 12 - Danger straight ahead

"Sasha,I'm just going to get some groceries for breakfast. The boys should be arriving in about one and a half hour. So get the hell out of bed, sleepy head!" Sasha jumped out of bed quickly. 'Shit', she had overslept. Well no matter, nothing a quick shower couldn't fix. She quickly undressed herself and stepped into the warm shower. Hmmm, that felt heavenly, she could feel her energy level rising. After wrapping a towel around her head, she put on her underwear, a robe andslippers. As every morning, she would go to their mailbox in the hallway and get their mail, to read it over a cup of coffee, while getting herself dressed. She was humming 'Stay' while on her way, being a bit caught up in her own thoughts. She never noticed the man lurking behind the mailbox until he started talking to her. "Hello mystery woman." The man said and she recognised him as the creepy guy from the nightclub. "Oh hi, that's a coincidence, are you visiting someone in this building?" He started to walk towards Sasha, closing the distance between them quite quickly. "You could say that.." and he jumped for her, but before Sasha could scream, he covered her nose and mouth and pulled her back to Nathalies apartment. 

All the while Sasha was wrecking her brain, how the hell did he know where she had been staying, while trying to kick herself free from his grip. But he was surprisingly strong. He pulled her into the apartment and kicked the door shut with one foot. He dragged her along to the couch and threw her down on it. "What...why are you doing this?" Sasha asked him. He pointed his finger at her. "You....you are a little teas ya'know. Having me all worked up at the club that night and then just leaving like that. When I just know, you wanted me as much as I wanted you." His eyes were opened wide and had a diabolical look to them. Sasha chose her words carefully. "Look,I never wanted to put out the wrong signs, or to lead you on. That's exactly why I refused to let you get to close to me." She tried to explain. "Shut the hell up!"he shouted, pulling out a stiletto knife from his back pocket and waving it at herface. "I know your type of girls, coming on to men, leaving them wanting more and then kicking them away like garbage. But not his time, not with me... I have watched you for weeks honey and I know your sister won't be back for,let's say an hour, so we have enough time to finish what we started that night." Grinning awfully he came in closer to Sasha, who now understood where the eerily feeling of being watched before, came from. She actually had been watched. She started screaming, but that came to a quick stop, as one of his fists hit her hard across her left cheek. Sasha limped back into the couch, feeling all sounds and vision escaping her, until everything went black. 

The next thing she noticed, when she came by, was a heavy weight pressing her body down. He was lying on top of her, caressing her hips and side with one hand, his other hand still holding the knife. She started screaming again and then everything happened so quickly,Sasha didn't know what hit her. A large bang from a door being slammed open, a pair of hands trying to pull the man off of her. The man frantically waved his arms around, trying to hurt his attacker with the knife, then slamming his arm down forcefully on her, before another set of hands joined in, knocked the man out cold and dragged the man away from her. Nathalie rushed to her sister and started screaming. Sasha wondered why, she was okay now, right? She was saved. But then she felt a sharp sting in her side and tried to look down. She saw blood trickling down, coming from a fairly large cut. 'That couldn't be right,this was not happening to her' she thought, as she desperately looked forTobias. He was running, in slow motion it seemed, to her and dropped down on his knees beside her bleeding body, pressing his hands on the wound for pressure. He ordered Swiss to call an ambulance and the last thing Sasha heard was him begging her: "Please Sasha, stay with me.." before she drifted off into the abyss again.

Sasha woke up in a hospital bed, attached to all sorts of wires. The monitor started beeping and a nurse came into her room. "Hello dear, how are you feeling?" Sasha must have looked very confused, because the nurse immediately started to explain the situation to her. "You were brought in about four days ago. You were stabbed and the perpetrator had just missed several important organs, but caused enough damage and blood loss, for you to end up in a coma. Of course this could also have happened because of psychological trauma and your mind decided you weren't ready to deal with everything just yet." "Stabbed?" Sasha croaked. "Yes dear,but I'm sure your boyfriend and sister will explain everything to you. They went to get a cup of coffee and should be back any minute now." As the nurse finished her sentence the door opened and Nathalie came in with Tobias right behind her. They looked as if they hadn't slept for nights. Nathalie was the first to notice her sister was awake and ran to the side of her bed. "Oh Sash, I was so worried! You looked as if you were going to die and there was so much blood and I didn't know what to do. If T and Swiss hadn't been there, Idon't know what would have happened." Her little sister started crying, but Sasha was completely baffled by everything and looked as pale as death. Her eyes searched Tobias' eyes and when they locked, she could see the fear he had gone through, how worried he had been. How tired he was now and how much he loved her. She saw tears in his eyes and had to swallow, before being able to say anything. "Hi sunshine" she said. He smiled warmly. "Hi little witch" Sasha looked over to her sister. "Nath, would you mind if I had a couple of minutes alone with Tobias?" Nathalie gave her sister a careful hug. "Not at all, that gives me the opportunity to call Swiss. He was also worried sick about you."And she walked outof the room, followed by the nurse, who mumbled something in the line of, making a report about your progress.