Pulling Through (PruCan) [Under Editing]

CH 8: Arrival (edited)

Gilbert awoke with a splitting headache, with a groan escaping his lips he squeezed his eyes shut as he slowly stood. He rested his hand against the wall for support and slightly shook his head before once again opening his eyes.

He allowed his vision to adjust for a bit before he moved, trying to recollect his thoughts he paced around the room gritting his teeth in frustration but was abruptly stopped when the tip of his shoe bumped into something smooth, he looked down to see what it was that he hit and gasped at the object. There was Matthew's air tank lying on the ground with the clear tubes strewn on the ground.

His heart dropped and his blood went cold, he remembered everything almost instantly giving him another headache. He remembered Matthew's cry for help and Ivan's boots thudding against the hollow ground, he gritted his teeth and pushed himself off the wall stumbling to the nightstand where he grabbed his car keys and jogged to the front door, he cursed under his breath and unlocked his car with frantic movements.

He wasn't going to have it, he wasn't going to allow anyone touch his lover without being beaten to a pulp. He hopped into the drivers seat and slammed the door shut slamming the keys into the ignition and started the car instantly stomping onto the gas pedal. As he drove he fished his pocket for his phone and pulled it out, being cautious of the traffic he dialed Ivan's number and angrily awaited as the other line dialed as it buzzed.

"Hello this is Ivan-" Gilbert instantly shouted into the phone. "Where the fuck are you!?" his blood boiled. "-not home or turned off my phone please leave a message after the beep." the anger in Gilbert only grew as the annoying beep rang through his ear. "God dammit!" he cursed and fought the urge to throw his phone out the window, he thought and pondered racking his brain for anything to help him find his lover.

He tried multiple times to call Ivan but he just wouldn't pick up, Gilbert was so stressed and had to pull over, he tugged at his hair taking fistfuls of it and screamed. He punched the dashboard of the car and leaned against the seat. "Matthew wherever you are just please stay strong...stay strong for me birdie." Hot angry tears filled his eyes, he felt useless, sure he could've called the police but would they even find him? If so how long would it take? Was he even still alive?

Gilbert quickly shook his head not wanting to even think about the death of... His eyes went wide and his heart once again stopped. He looked through his phone and searched through the many contacts in his phone until he finally found the number he was looking for and held in his anger as the number dialed. He held the phone against his ear with a shaking hand. "Gil! I'm so glad you called." the person held an annoying tone in voice.

He growled. "Where the hell is Ivan?" he asked in a dangerous tone. "Who cares? He's gone and now you and I can be together!" Elizabeta giggled. "I don't want to be with you! Where is Ivan!?" he once again yelled, his throat was getting raw from all the screaming. Elizabeta sighed. "Sorry but that's information that I can't give you." Gilbert groaned and looked out the window where traffic was going by slowly. "What do you want from me?" he asked in a low mutter.

There was a gasp. "Finally you asked!" Elizabeta giggled. "I want you silly, I want to be with you." Gilbert cringed at her desperate request. "If you agree..." she trailed off. "I'll tell you where Ivan is." Gilbert felt his heart hammer against his chest, and then he smiled a bitter smile. He just wanted Matthew to be okay. "Alright...I agree." He stated in a hard tone. "Okay! I'll send the address right...now!" his phone buzzed as he received the address. "Right! I'm headed there now thought so...first one there wins!" Elizabeta exclaimed and then abruptly ended the call.

Gilbert's eyes widened with bewilderment and he hurriedly started the car and drove off as he read the address from his phone. "Thank God it's close!" he nearly grinned, but fear still ran through his veins, he stomped on the gas pedal and didn't even bother to look for incoming cars. His mind was set on finding his lover, his heart raced and his adrenaline rose.