Fame

Chapter-16

Chapter-16

-Roxy

"Seth..," my words crack out, so quiet their barely a sound. He's the only thing on my mind right now.

My eyes flutter open and everything is blurry. The first thing that hits me is pain. All over. Practically unbearable.

I blink my eyes open some more and my vision clears up. Glancing around the room, the familiar scene of a hospital room hits me. Not again..

Jess is passed out on the couch in the room and Seth is pulled up beside the bed in a chair. His hair is a mess like he's been pulling on it due to stress. His hand holds onto mine tightly and his head lays on the bed beside our intertwined hands as he sleeps. He has dark circles and bags under his eyes from lack of sleep. He looks like a mess.. My beautiful mess..

My Seth..

Realization of the last events with him hit me and I feel a slight amount of anger. Before thinking, my hand slips from his and I smack him hard on the arm. "Ow!" We both yell at the same time but he adds onto the sentence as I shake my now sore hand that has the IV in it.

"Ow! What the--" He jumps awake and looks at me. "Roxy??" He jumps to his feet and leans over me. "Oh thank God!" He leans to hug me but stops, fearing that he'll hurt my injured body more.

Jess jumps awake from her seat, now woken up by Seth. "Oh thank God!" Unlike Seth, she doesn't refrain herself from hugging me tightly and I cry out from the sharp pain shot in my ribs and stomach. "Oh sorry!!" She quickly lets go. "We were so worried.."

"Its okay.. What happened to Dylan?" I don't want him ever getting close to me again.

"Um.. well we don't know yet exactly.. You'll have to talk to the police when your feeling up to it."

I nod. My glance falls on Seth but he's too lost in his own mind to notice. He sits with his hands in his lap silently while he stares at the ground. Say something.. Anything.. please..

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The hospital released me after a few days and I had spoken to the police to tell them everything about what happened to Dylan. He's missing and on the run at the moment from what I was told.

Jess wheels me into the elevator of the hotel, escorted by our new body guards. I haven't seen Seth or really spoken to him, and I don't know whats going on with us, or with him.

Every slight movement I make hurts, even breathing. The doctors said it'll get easier once my ribs heal.

Both my band mates and Seth's have been very supportive and visited me daily. Except Seth..

Right now I just want to crawl in bed but I can't even make it up the stairs and I know Jess can't carry me so I have to stay on the couch.

"Home sweet home," Jess' voice pulls me out of my thoughts. "I know you wouldn't want anyone to see you like this so we didn't throw a welcome home party. And I know you wont want to be alone so I'll stay with you the whole night."

"Thank you. Promise not to go anywhere.. I don't feel safe being alone right now.."

"Of course." She wheels me inside and the security team stands outside guarding the door. An unsettling feeling hits me as Jess is about to close the door. "Wait..something doesn't feel right.."

I look around the penthouse. Jess must sense it too because she's doing the same as me. "I'm going to talk to the security team and maybe have them check out the penthouse." She leaves and closes the door behind her. That's when I see him. Hiding behind the door that had never been closed. Until now..

I'm about to scream but he holds a gun up. "Did you miss me love? I have to say, sneaking into here was not easy. But we were having so much fun before you escaped. It didn't need to come to an end so soon. Now when your sister comes back in, tell her you were wrong and you just want to be alone right now. Given the events I'm sure she'd understand and leave you be."

Before I can reply the door opens. "Wait Jess. I was wrong, everythings fine you can leave me alone now. Tell the team to stay outside, okay?" She looks confused and I glance around the door, hinting someones behind it. Dylan can't see with it open in front of him. I mouth the words, Dylan. Gun.

Her face pales and she nods. "Okay.. I'll see you later." She closes the door and I let out a sigh. My heart jumps out of my chest as he approaches. I want to scream for help but he has that gun aimed right for me. There's nothing I can do but wait for Jess and the team to come up with a plan. 13 minutes. Roughly 13 minutes until police should arrive. I just have to survive 13 minutes..

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-Jess

I immedietly talk to the guards but they can't just shoot a man, we need the police. If we go in he'll kill her.. my heart races and I don't know what to do. I called the police but it'll take them 15 minutes. 15 minutes of her alone with that monster with a gun..

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-Roxy

He yanks me out of the wheel chair and I try my best not to scream. I use my good arm to try and crawl away but he yanks me back by my sprained ankle.

"Please.. stop.." Tears stream down my face. "Why are you doing this?"

"Why?? Because your mine Roxy. All mine. No one else can have you." He holds me up and puts the gun to my head.

"Please Dylan.. just let me go." My words crack out inbetween silent unheard sobs.

"No!" He slaps me across the face and I fall flat on the floor, clutching my cheek. "Don't you get it?? Your not going anywhere without me! Your mine Roxy Ray!" He yanks me back up and holds the gun in my face.

"Okay.. okay I'll be yours.. Just please put the gun away.." I can't take my eyes off it. It strikes so much terror in me that I'm incapable of moving.

"Hm you know I don't think I will." He hits me across the face again and I cry out. "Be quiet! Next time you cry out I'll pull this trigger."

I clutch my face in pain and it feels as if an hour has gone by. Where's the police..

"You wont shoot me.. Then you wont be able to have me. I'll go whever you want just put the gun away Dylan please."

"No!" He slams me down on the ground and I scream. He straddles over me and holds the gun to my temple. "I said be quiet!" He backhands me and I clutch my cheek again. "I told you what I'd do if you made a sound again!"

He cocks the gun and then Bang!

The door is smashed in and a swat team surrounds the room. "Put it down! Put it down now!"

Dylan curses and looks back down to me, his finger just about to pull the trigger. "Hope you made your peace with God.."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Blood splatters across my face and body, and Dylan falls limply on top of me. Dead.