Dusk Till Dawn (A Liam and Ally Story)

Chapter 87

I walk inside and quickly rush to the cabinet. I bring the keys in my hands and look at each one. My mind went blank, thinking about the color of the key and the shape. I forgot what the key looked like.

I close my eyes and think of each feature that the key had. The key...the key had a glow to it. A yellow one. I bring the keys and search through all keys. I try each bronze key until one finally turns.

I open the cabinet and found the laptop sitting there. I pick up the laptop and set it on the table. I kneel down to the cabinet and rummage through all the files for the flash drive. My stress increases as seconds go by. The flash drive was not in here. It wasn't.

"Looking for this?" I lift my head and saw him leaning against the doorway. I stand up as chills run down my spine. In his hand holds the flash drive. He shows it to me and takes a step forward. "What are you doing?" he asks.

I catch my breath and reply, stuttering, "I...I, um, I..."

His face forecasts a feeling I knew too much of. Sadness. Stress. Betrayal. They were plastered on his face. "You betray me?"

My heart skips a beat. "I can explain," I said.

"No need," he says. "From the moment I've met you, I never pictured you as this kind of person. A thief. I trusted you and fought against the words of other people. Why did you steal the money? Is it for you? Or what? Because I can't identify you anymore."

Tears form in my eyes, hearing him lecture the words that I can reciprocate with him. "I never wanted the money. Or money in general," I reply.

"Then why did you do this?" he asks.

"Why?" I repeat him. "I did this to protect you. Liam." Just like that, his emotions are replace with fear and confusion. I smile a little, knowing my theory was correct. As I begin to walk around the table, I tell him, "Ever since the accident, Kris has been getting a lot closer to me, and I wondered: why? He never showed any of that before. And then there was you at the hospital, throwing words that I never thought you would say. I took a moment to think about how odd it was for you two to automatically switch personality, but it turns out, I was fooled." I smile a little, saying, "It's ironic. How you say you can hardly identify mr, but I can distinguish between your brother, now. Your twin brother." His eyes trail off, deep in thought. "By the look on your face, I assume that I am correct. Did you seriously think that you can fool me? I might not know Kris, but I do know you."

He swallows hard, taking a step back as a take a step forward. "Ally, I-I can explain," he says, gently.

I shake my head. "No. I'm done listening to your lies." I walk pass him, but he grabs a hold of my wrist. I turn around and jerk my wrist free from him.

I quickly walk out of the door and trot downstairs. In a glimpse, I see him speeding up to me. I make a turn to the living room and see the exit a few feet away. I begin my exit, but he comes out of a corner and stands in front of me.

"Ally, please, let me explain," he says.

I shake my head. "No," I said, a bit coldly. My anger grows by the second I see his face. I look around to my surroundings and see a nearby table. On top of the table were a picture frame, tape, and a small statue.

I look at him, seeing he won't give up. I rush over to the table and grab the tape. I hold it up in the air. "Move," I said, but he didn't. I toss the tape at him, and it hits his knee.

He takes a step closer in caution as I pick up the picture frame. I toss the picture frame at him but completely miss. I hear the frame shattering as it meets the floor. I look at the mess that I cause, feeling a little guilty.

I shake my head. This was not the time. As I pick up the statue, Liam finds time to come around and wraps his arms around me. He holds a tight grip as I try to break free. I was struggling. His muscular strength I couldn't beat. I drop the statue, causing a little shatter on a corner of it.

"Let me go!" I cry, trying to unfasten his grip.

"Not until you listen," he says.

In the corner of my eyes, I see Jen coming towards us. "Oh, my gosh!" I hear her mumble. And I'm pretty sure, so did Liam.

He takes a look at her, and I quickly stomp on his feet with my heel. He yells and releases his hold of me, dropping the flash drive. I pick up the flash drive and carry on.

I exit the house and walk to the front. I take a moment and look back. Liam was still coming at me. I proceed with my plan and quickly find something to destroy it. I see a small fountain where the birds usually rests. I rush to fountain, and as I made my way there, I take a look at the flash drive.

As nervous as I was, I needed to do this. This wasn't Liam's fight. It's mine. I was the one that cause all of this to happen. Troy is my villain that I needed to stop him. And this was the first of doing so.

"Wait!" I hear Liam call out. I turn to him, and our eyes meet. I shake my head. I was not going to let his influence stop me. I hold the flash drive over and drop it in.

I turn over to Liam, who got down on his knees. "Why did you do that?!" I hear him for the first time yelling at me.

I walk over to him and stop a few feet in front of him. "Why?" I repeat after him once more as my voice cracks. "If you have told me the truth all along, all of this could've been avoided. You did not have to lie to me about being Kris. I know you too well but not enough, I guess. And to think that you would have told me the truth. Your former fiancé was Cheryl. I had to put the pieces together. You are no different than Troy. You both lied to me, but above all, you made the biggest scar on my heart. Because...I actually do love you." A tear broke pass my water line and flood down my cheek. "And until this day, I always thought love was everything. Hope. Sadness. Happy. It turns out love treated me wrong." His face shows great remorse, but I turn away. He will only cause me to go weak.

I hear someone running towards us. I turn and see Dylan making his way. I speak out to him, "Dylan, please make sure I have a spare car to use. I have a meeting to get to." He stops beside Liam.

"Yes, ma'am," he says. He digs into his pocket and gets a key. I walk to him, going to Liam's other side. He hands me the key, and I thank him for it.

I look at Liam one more time before resuming, but he catches my arm, and I catch my breath, feeling his light and delicate touch as he slides his hand down to mine. Memories of the past fill my head as he intertwines our fingers. He whispers, "Ally, I am so sorry."

I hold back my tears and respond in my head. I am too, Liam. I'm sorry too. I broke away and walk inside the house. I stop by entrance and lean back against the wall.

After a few quiet moments, I hear the car turning on. I look out the window and see Liam driving off. I look at the key in my hands and close my fingers on it, creating a fist.

Troy, I am coming after you.