Forbidden Love

Chapter 26

"Are you sure he's okay lady?" The taxi driver seemed highly amused, and I was reaching the end of my tether.

"He's not drunk okay!"

"Woah woah alright young miss." He held his hands up in surrender.

"Now would you goddam help me here? Or are you just going to stand there and watch!" Without hesitation the taxi driver took a hold of Robert.

"Ufhg..." Robert moaned as his head accidentally hit the door as we heaved him in. I winced then leapt in next to him. "Here's the address, now drive!"

The taxi drivers eyes lit up, this trip to London was definitely going to prove costly..."Yes my lady."

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I threw my luggage to the floor and slumped onto the couch. It was completely silent. There was little light, only the odd passing car disturbed this forlorn tranquility. There wouldn't be many more though, being 3am, this was a considerably quiet street for being in London. I don't know why I overreacted like that. I should have just stayed, or at least told someone...

They've probably noticed by now, Kellin probably knows as well. I sighed, staring up at the ceiling in the dark, my heart still ached. I pulled out the pillow from under my head and hugged it to my body, burying my face into it. I just want everything to be okay. My heavy breathing subsided into small soft breaths as the dull, buzzing pain of the past few hours faded into a deep sleep.

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It was a good thing that Robert left my car at the hospital. My hands were throbbing from the intense grip I had on the steering wheel and I was going almost on the verge of being caught for driving over the limit. I was nearly put in a straight jacket back at the hospital, I literally ripped every little needle that was attached to me clean off!

According to my sat nav I would be at Scarlett's in just under 1 and a half hours. In all this rush I completely forgot to pick my phone up, I can't even call her, or Robert or Molly now. Speaking of which, what is Robert actually doing? I haven't heard from him nearly all day! Molly sounded so scared on the phone earlier, why would Robert not tell me that she'd gone? My stomach was twisting and turning, I know I shouldn't have left her by herself... Especially with that...

I should have said something I should have called the police! But I couldn't... I couldn't risk her safety. I know it sounds like calling the police would have been the best thing, but if you were in my shoes right now, or back then, you would have done the same thing by staying quiet. I have too much to lose.

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"WE BUILT THIS CITY, YEAH WE BUILT THIS CITY ON ROCK AND ROLL..."

"Singing of this quality should be made illegal." I whispered furiously to Robert. He laughed, and laughed and started to roll about... I have no idea what this substance was that the taxi driver gave him to 'ease the pain' but whatever it was, it really was working. I massaged my temples. If you had ever told me I would be here, in this position, sitting in the back of a cab having to endure this diabolical singing, with Robert, this blonde bombshell hottie who I used to just keel over when looking at, drugged up or something next to me on this wild evening I would have laughed. Or maybe have even suggested you were on a high... I picked up my mobile, and looking at the old conversation of me and the person who was supposedly Robert I typed; 'Who are you?'

I waited painfully for a response.

'Im Robert.'

He's playing games is he? 'If you are Robert, then why is Robert with me now, without a phone...'

'Youre a clever girl Mollie.'

'What do you want?! Why are you hurting my friends ?!?'

'Youll know... Soon enough x'

"Robert do you remember who did this to you?" I shook him angrily. He kept indicating to his face in a sweeping motion.

"He had, this thing on his face..." He began to laugh again.

I wound down the window and shoved his head outside. I need to bring him back round again. It had been about 10 minutes and his muttering started to make some sense. He brought his head back into the taxi, his golden hair wispy and windswept. I attempted to tidy it up a bit as he composed himself.

"He had a balaclava on his head. I can't remember much, but I think he was tall..."

My head spun with anticipation, I just want to know who this guy is.

"Robert, who stabbed Kellin?"

Suddenly his face dropped, he looked ill with terror, as if he had just seen a ghost. "Tell me who did this."