Events

Chapter Three: Unwelcome Message

"Ow."

"God I'm sorry, I am trying to be gentle."

A sigh escapes my lips. Another twinge of pain rakes through my forehead as dean pats the wound with a piece of his t-shirt he had ripped off earlier despite my best protests, in attempt to remove some of the dripping blood.

"We need to get you to a hospital, this looks bad." He whispers.

My nose wrinkles in disgust. I don’t like hospitals.

"Does your phone have service yet?" I ask for the millionth time in the last hour.

He sighs and places the now blood soaked cloth beside me before standing up, both his knees clicking in the process.

"No such luck."

The warm tears start to prickle my eyes as the strong feeling of hopelessness washes over me. Deans there in an instant wrapping his arms around me carefully.

"It’s going to be ok Isla.” He whispers in my ear.

"How can you say that Dean? Where out in the middle of nowhere without food, water and were injured. And very soon it’s going to be dark no doubt we will probably freeze to death. Not to mention your phone has no service." Shrugging his arms off me I stand despite all my muscles groaning painfully in protest. A wave of dizziness over comes me and I stumble clumsily over to the nearest moss covered tree.

"Isla please. You shouldn’t be moving around like that you probably have a concussion."

 I roll my eyes.

"Yeah but sitting heres not helping now is it dean?"

"Isla look." Stubbornly I do the opposite and look at the ground avoiding his longing gaze.

Soft crunches of twigs and leaves tell me he’s steadily walking towards me.

A warm finger caresses my chin forcing me to look up

"Look at me Isla." My eyes meet his perusing blue ones and again I’m left speechless as his beauty even despite what where’ve just been through.

"I’m not going to let anything happen to you." He begins his voice barley a whisper his voice soft calm.

"Isla No matter what happens I’m going to be here with you the whole way. We’re going to get out of this. I love you. Nothing can tear us apart. I won’t let anything else harm you Isla ever. I promise." My heart swells at his words my love for him increasing instantly. And for the first time in the last few hours I feel safe. Dean leans in closer his finger still holding my chin keeping my gaze locked with his.

"I love you too Dean." I whisper and then his lips are on mine. I’ll never get used to the sensation of kissing dean. The same thing happens every time. My heart swells with love, warmth spreading through my body while fireworks explode in the background. In these moments I feel like nothing else matter just him and me.

His soft lips abruptly come to a stop, he pulls away suddenly. The abrupt hurt curses through me. What did I do wrong?

"Can you hear that?" Dean whispers his eyes wide and frantic looking.

"Hear what?"  His finger silences my lips and I tilt my head to the side listening searching for any unusual sound.

Brrrr brrrr brrrr brrrr

My head spins; I know that noise from some where.........

"DEAN YOUR PHONE!" The puzzle pieces click together as the realisation dawns on me. Dean’s phone is ringing.

He scrambles over to the place we were previously sitting his hands desperately searching for the source of the sound. A look of relief washes through his gorgeous features as his hand closes around the small cellular device. He hurriedly pushes it up to his ear.

"Hello look you’ve got to help us we..." His face blanks.

"Dean who is it? What are they saying?" But dean doesn’t seem to hear me. The look of terror becomes apparent as his knuckles whiten as his grip on the phone tightens.

"DONT YOU DARE TOUCH HER!" Dean suddenly yells furiously into the phone. My heart jumps frantically. What on earth is going on shouldn’t he be explaining to them what’s happened and arrange for us to be carted off to be looked after?

Dean thrusts the phone toward me. "He wants to speak with you" He growls between clenched teeth. I throw dean a questioning look before pressing the phone to my ear.

".He-Hello?"

"Ahh hello dear." The dark silky voice answerer's. Shivers go down my spine and not pleasant ones.

"Look we crashed we need help where..."

A threatening laugh crackles over the end of the phone.

"I know all about your wee accident dear as I was the one who caused it." My blood runs cold

"Wh-what d-do y-you mean you caused it?"

"I seen your pretty faces through the car window remember and from then on I just knew I had to have you."

The face from the window. Oh god Oh god what’s happening?

"Cat got your tongue sweat heart? Never mind it’s only me that needs to do the talking anyway. Listen very closely to what I’m about to say. Now what I want you to do is you and your wee friend there to walk about an hour and a half north. Then...”

"Who the hell is this and what do you want with us??!!!"

There’s a pause on the end of the phone.

“That was your first mistake interrupting me. Now you will get there will be supplies or you and when I say you I meant JUST you not your friend. You’re to clean yourself up and eat, if you give him anything you will discover great pain. If you choose not to go I will find you. And I will kill you.”

“This is insane! What kind of sick man are you? Look we just want to go home.” The man ignores me

“I’ve given you your choices sweetheart I suggest you choose carefully. And remember will be watching.”

“Wait!” The phone goes dead

Slowly I turn to face dean. His face is pale eyes wide with terror.

“Who was that?” I ask

Dean gulps. “The guy in the news.......”

“What guy?”

“The mental, he got loose there’ve been trying to find him he’s.... he’s got this obsession with pain and choices. He’s killed allot of people Isla and I... I...  I think that was him.”

“Wait...” I close my eyes and try to recall the features of the figure I saw out the window earlier.

“Does this man happen to have a long black pony tail?”

“Oh god Isla yes that’s him that’s who you saw in the window wasn’t it?”

Numbly I nod.

“Where in deep trouble.”