Hostage

Reopening scars

Kimberly's POV

I walked into my room and then shut the doors behind me. I drew in deep breaths and then exhaled.

What on earth was he doing there anyway?

Was his room really next door?

My heart was beating really fast for unknown reasons. I drew in deep breaths and then reminded myself to calm down. I was so mad.

He had said 'I'm sorry about Gloria.' After two whole weeks,those words were all he said. I bit hard into my lower lip and then leaned against the door. The sound of my phone ringing snapped me right out of my thoughts. I raised an eyebrow as I moved towards the vanity table. I slowly reached for my phone and then picked it up. I starred at the unknown caller ID for a few seconds before I answered the call.

"Hello?" I answered slowly. There was silence on the other line. Silence that made my heart beat faster. "Hello?" I asked again.

"Kim?"

I froze....completely. I felt tears blur my vision.

I thought I was better now.....that I was ready to move on,but slowly,I felt all the scars in my heart rip open again.

"Kimmy,are you there?" I had no idea why she was whispering, but I knew it was her. With every fibre in my bones,I knew it was her. "Kimberly, if you're listening then I just want you to know that,"

The call went dead.

I had hung up.

I had no idea why but my thumb suddenly found its way to the 'end call' button.

I hurriedly dropped the phone on the table and then took a step backwards. Confusion clouded my thoughts.

Why on earth had she called?

Weeks had passed already. I was pretty sure she had been living a very comfortable life.

She hasn't been there for my wedding,she hadn't been there when mum died,and afterwards,she hadn't even called to ask how I was doing. One call call would have been fine....but she didn't.

So why call now?

This wouldn't do

I needed a distraction. I moved towards the bathroom. I walked in and then pulled off the sweatshirt I wore over my body. I did the same to my trousers and then turned on the shower. I inhaled sharply when the first droplets hit my body.

Damn! That felt good.

I ran my fingers through my now wet hair and then exhaled,telling myself that I had done the right thing. She'd left me.

She destroyed us.

Think happy thoughts Kim.

I felt myself relax when I began to cleanse my body we with soap. It felt good to smell something else apart from myself.....something nice for a change.

Isabel's POV

I drew in deep breaths in attempt to calm myself down. My heart pummeled hard against my chest and beads of sweat clung to my forehead like their lives depended on it. I bit hard on my lower lip and then dialed Kim's number again.

Please pick up,please pick up,please pick up!

"You've reached Kimberly Hastings, but guess what? She's either unavailable right now,or doing some crazy shit with Isabel, I'm Isabel. She's not available right now so fuck off...... But not after you leave that message after the beep."