Glass Heart

Part Ninety-Six

Malias POV:

Kylie, Ruby and I all simultaneously turned around towards the loud noise.

All three of us seemed to have different reactions to the scene we were exposed to.

The bearded man was standing, urgently saying something into his walkie talkie.

The grunts led our gazes to Peder, who was on the floor, but now underneath a different person.

It was all a big blur of movements as the person went crazy on Peder, but once everything slowed down...

And we locked eyes...

All I could hear was my heartbeat, the uneven and loud thumps began haunting me.

Immediately, I felt my hands begin to shake, and the cut on my rib that was just now finally healed, started to burn.

I got intense PTSD as I looked deep into the brown eyes, in which belonged to Kylie's dad.

He was on top of Peder, attacking him, yet he was looking right at me.

I cant tell you if I was seeing things, or what was going on, but I could have sworn that every time his fist connected with Peder, he smiled at me.

As if envisioning that I was the person he was hitting.

One question continued to ring in the back of my mind.

Am I hallucinating?

No, this can't be.

Wasn't he in jail for attempted murder? I mean, he literally stabbed me.

My mind flashed back to arguably the most brutal parts of my life.

The long nights in the hospital, watching Kylie lose herself while trying to take care of me...

It was all coming back.

Looking in to this man's eyes made time stop, and not in a good way.

I saw movement out of my peripheral vision, as the bearded man that was pinning Peder down just a few moments ago, quickly and quietly slipped out of the room, though I wasn't sure why.

Could this be a coincidence, or did the kind producer man have something to do with it?

I looked around, searching for any of our other cast mates, but all seemed to have left already.

Which is just another unusual thing.

Whenever there's a function that brings us all together, we go and do something after.

It's suspicious that everyone left.

Am I thinking too much into this?

My hand slowly came to my burning scar, but my eyes never left Alex's.

I felt Ruby's hand come to the small of my back, the light and unexpected touch making me jump.

If it was Kylie, i'd probably feel completely soothed.

This didn't feel like Kylie. No, no it did not.

"Ruby," I whispered through the chaos and grunts, hoping she would hear me.

And that she did.

"Yes, yes it's him."

Ruby responded, knowing exactly what I was going to ask.

She knew that I was gaslighting myself, telling myself that I was just imagining this.

But I wasn't.