Hell Fire (Wild Fire: 2) (FINISHED)

50 - Falling

"He's baiting you, Ember," Sammy stated as she drove down the interstate.

"I know," she responded, "but I... I can't lose him."

Sammy sighed through her nose, staring off into the windshield as Ember shook in her seat, desperate to feel his skin on hers again.

His goal was to protect her from Elijah and Mason, little did she know it would've been the opposite.

God, why did everything hurt? While had all her insides grew hollow and painful?

She wanted it to end... She was so desperate to find him.

Whoever had his phone was clearly using Max as bait for Ember to come running, and if it was Mason or Elijah, it was highly unlikely for them to kill Max, but...

She couldn't take that risk.

"Are we almost there?" Ember questioned to Sammy.

"Yes," Sammy promised. "One minute out."

Ember closed her eyes, taking a deep breath before exhaling slowly.

But-as she said-a minute later, they stopped at the parking lot of Children's Hospital, and Ember rushed out from the car before Sammy could even yell out for her.

She burst through the front doors, gasping as she ran across the lobby and skimmed her eyes along the walls to try to find the construction zone.

But she found it... a wall in front of her, there was a whole new section of the hospital being built.

She rushed into it despite her instincts screaming against it.

But she couldn't let Max die; not after everything they'd been through.

Not after everything he'd done for her.

She let out a sob as she gasped for air, standing in the main part of the construction zone.

She gazed down at her phone, texting:

I'm here. What now?

It took a moment for a response:

Go up the stairs to the second floor, I'll be waiting.

She closed her eyes, tears staining her cheeks as she gazed up, finding a metal staircase spiraling up to the unfinished second floor.

She just went after it, breath shuttering, and climbed up, hearing her shoes click against the metal and echoing through the area.

Jesus... this brought back horrible memories.

How before she woke on the boat, Mason and Elijah lured her to an abandoned factory, and it almost looked exactly like this, but this place still had moonlight shining through the open windows.

Nausea swelled up her throat, and her body weighed on her legs, as if it was trying to get her to turn the other way, but she resisted, urging herself forward.

But she made it up, breaths straining when she saw a familiar shadow leaning against an unfinished wall, and she could see his blonde hair glowing under the moonlight, as well as his black eyes focusing on her in the darkness.

She gulped.

Mason.

"Where's Max?" she demanded, forcing the shakiness from her tone.

Mason laughed, tipping his head back as if the question was a joke, and he gazed back at her, smirking. "Not here, Angelus. Elijah took him."

"Where is he?" she repeated angrily.