"Please don't go,"
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A rush of anger and conniption flows through me with rage, as if it were a burning inferno within a pine forest. I involuntarily scamper to her helpless body lying on the cold, hard ground. My feet drag as I move closer and closer to the girl I've been longing for.
I place my hands on the bars, taking in the view of the cell that is only a few feet by few feet. The cell she's been trapped in for almost her whole life. My eyes begin to glass over as the water starts to pool at my tear duct.
"Adeline!" I shout, silently pleading for her to stand and say she's alright. But she doesn't move. She doesn't move a single muscle, tendon, or ligament, her chest barely rising.
"Adeline!" I bellow again, pulling and grabbing onto the bars, they make a loud rattling noise, the noise echoing off the empty basement walls.
"Please!" I turn back to see the presence of Logan and Gabe, both with gazes of sympathy presented on their faces. I avert my stare, silently pleading for help. Pivoting on my heel, I stagger to the handle on the cell door. I yank and pull at it, the metal only moving centimeters.
I let out a boisterous groan, some of the tears escaping from my duct. I drop to my knees, scavenging around for a key, or folded piece of paper for a code written on it, but nothing comes into view. Footsteps from behind me grow rowdier as they get closer to me.
A hand comes down on my shoulder, but I pull away vigorously.
"Find something to open the door!" I shout, looking back to find Logan, but he doesn't move from his spot, almost as if he's in a trance he can't escape.
"It's too late, Cole, we're too late," he quietly says, his voice deep with sorrow to which I cannot feel. Another surge of anger rushes through my veins at his words.
"It's not too late!" I angrily cry. "Get something to break the bars!" I deadpan strongly. Gabe immediately ascends the stairs to the seriousness of my tone. I hear his voice echoing my words to the others waiting upstairs seconds later, their feet stumbling and hands rummaging through the cabinets and cupboards lining the walls.
I scoot my body closer to the cage. My fingers wrapping around the rusted metal bars, resting my head on them. More tears start to trickle down my face.
"Please, don't be dead," I whisper through the thin air. My heartbeat never flattering from beating vastly every minute.
Everything around me falls silent. The footsteps and frantic shouts from above become nothing. But that all is until I hear a word, my name, being spoken through a fragile tone.
"Cole," my head springs up to the sound of her strained voice. Her eyes half open and chest rising up and down slowly, slower than it should ever be.
"Adeline," I whisper back, hope beginning to come back to me.
"Cole," she starts to say, "help." Her eyes glow a bright red, streaks staining her bright crimson cheeks. Just as I'm about to tell her to hold on, that we're looking for something to break the bars, running footsteps come booming down the wooden stairs.
Her retinas weakly flicker over me as they dilate slowly.
"We found these!" Chase shouts with his twin following closely behind. A huge pair of band cutters within their hands, they open the mouth and place it harshly on one of the bars. They both take hold of a handle and push in as hard as they can, their back muscles flexing through their shirts.
The cutters don't budge, not making a single dent in the bars. Gabe steps forward quickly, pushing the twins out of the way. He takes hold of the band cutters and contracts the handles, pushing them closer together with a loud grunt. Deliberately, the cutting blade starts to make an indent. Within seconds, a single bar is broken in half.
He moves the cutters swiftly to the next bar, a horizontal one that has the padlock attached to it. Gabe pulls the handles closer together, and the bar breaks quicker than the previous one. A piercing alarm sounds throughout the basement, the door swinging open immediately.
Discarding the blustering alarms that continue to wail as Javier tries to disable it, I dash into the cell, pushing past Gabe without a second thought.
I fall to my knees and scoop up Adeline's limp body from the cold concrete ground. Her eyes are now narrow slits, almost closed. She lightly whimpers as I pick her up.
"I'm here, Adeline," I whisper to her, "I got you, and this time, I got you for good. I promise."
"Hurry," she breathes.
With those words in mind, I stand with her feather-like body in my arms and race out of the cell, the others clearing a pathway.
"We have to get her to the hospital! Two should stay behind and call the police!" I bellow as I charge up the stairs and out of the front door. I spare a single glance at Mason again, not a single bit of remorse flowing through my body.
Just as I'm about to exit the front door, my eyes flood with flashing lights and penetrating sirens. Logan comes up beside me with a weak smile on his face.
"We already called them, told them to bring an ambulance too," he says. Just then, I see the ambulance car, a stretcher set up ready for use, three paramedics crowded around.
I stagger around the police cars as the policemen jaunt into the house, their guns in hand. I come into view of the paramedics and they immediately spring into action, rolling the stretcher closer to me and lifting Adeline's cold body from my arms; her breaths come even slower than they did a few minutes ago.
The paramedics shout orders to one another, but they're all processed in my mind to be gibberish. I crane my neck backward when the sudden feeling of eyes boring holes into my back becomes prominent. There, staring at me with a gaze of boiling hatred is Stella. She's already hand-cuffed and loaded into the back of the car. A surge of triumph overcomes me at the sight of her helpless being.
The paramedics shout my name over and over, but I don't respond due to the fact that I'm so lost in my own mind. They tell me to hurry and come with them, and I do moments later.
I climb the steps up into the back of the car, Logan coming into view with a wider smile painted on his face. Then, the doors to the ambulance slam shut.
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So sorry that I haven't updated in a while, even when there are only two more chapters to go, I was on vacation, and I still am, but I wanted to write so here you go! I hope you've enjoyed this - yet again - sad but then happy chapter!
HAPPY READING!
~AlexisJadeS22
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