Nightmare

Chapter Forty-Six

Zack

I drove like a mad man all the way home. I kept trying to call Dez's phone, the house phone but there was no answer.

Finally I called the police. If Rachel was at my house, I couldn't trust my self not to kill her.

If she had done something to Desiree, I knew I would hurt her. I wouldn't be able to stop my self

"911, what's your emergency?"

"Hi, I need police at my house, maybe even paramedics"

"Your address sir?" She female asked

I rattled off my home address praying to god to please let Desiree be okay

"Alright sir, I'm sending units, can you explain the situation?" She asked me

"Yes, my girlfriend she's four months pregnant"I answered sounding panicked "I have reason to believe my ex girlfriend is holding her hostage in the house. She would hurt my girlfriend"

"Okay sir can you give me a discription of your girlfriend?" The dispatcher asked

"Oh yeah okay" I whispered "She's about five foot two inches, she probably about one hundred and thirty pounds. Dark hair almost black she has green eyes. Her name is Desiree Sommers. She's thirty years old."

"Okay thank you. I have her driver's licsense pulled up. Now can you explain your ex girlfriend?" The dispatcher asked me again,

"Yeah uh she's like five foot six maybe seven, she's a bit chunky her hair is also dark she wears glasses, Her name is Rachel Jensen."

"I also have her thank you. Okay sir your name?"

"My name is Zack Baker" I huffed inching closer to my house

"Do the officers have permission to force entry if need be?" The dispatcher asked

"Yes anything they need to do. Break windows, tear the door down. I don't care. Just make sure Desiree is safe." I whispered "Anything she has to be okay"

"Sir we will do everything to make sure. Are you en route to your home?"

"Yes I'm about a block away." I repsonded "Where are the police?"

"They're about ten minutes out Mr. Baker please remain calm when you reach the scene."

"I can't promise anything." I snarled "If Rachel hurt her."

"I understand sir. I understand stay on the line. Are you almost there?"

"I'm pulling in" I whispered

"Is there any signs of anything being wrong?" The dispitacher asked

"No, Rachel's car isn't even here." I responded running towards the door. "I'm opening the door now."

"Okay sir, does anything look wrong?" She asked me

"Oh god" I whimpered notcing the blood and vomit stream leading up the stairs.

"Sir what do you see?" The dispatcher asked me sounding just as scared as me "Do you see your girlfriend?"

"There's blood and puke." I whimpered "Lots of it leading oh god leading up stairs"

"Sir you need to follow it."

"I am oh god" I whimpered trying not to cry "What if she's dead"

"Well we hope she isn't" The dispatcher whispered "Are you upstairs?"

"I am" I nodded knowing she couldn't see me "I hear voices and running water"

"Go check, Be careful the suspect could be armed."