A Broken Soul

Chapter Eight

As soon as Dale and Steve left the room, I ran over to Luke and frantically untied him. I gasped as I saw that his face was covered in blood. As soon as I removed his bounds, he fell to his knees. I put my arm around his shoulder and held him tightly. He smiled at me.

"Laura?" he asked.

"Yeah it's me." I whispered.

"I'm sorry." he said quietly.

"It's not your fault." I told him.

I jumped as Dale opened the door. He walked over and placed a bowl of water on the floor.

"Thanks." I mumbled quietly.

"I'm not your enemy unless you misbehave." he stated, before standing up.

"I'll give you guys a minute, but then I want to see you." he told me.

I nodded at him and watched as he left the room. I picked up the cloth and wrung it out. Luke looked at me as I gently wiped the blood from his face.

"What do you suppose he wants from us?" Luke asked.

"I don't know, but I guess we'll find out soon." I sighed.

"You have to get out of here." he whispered.

"I'm not leaving you." I replied.

"You have too." he said as he took my hand.

"We are in the middle of nowhere, there is no escape." I said quietly.

"I can't let him hurt you." he said as he gently brushed my cheek with the back of his hand.

I sighed as I finished cleaning his face. He smiled his thanks at me.

"I have to go see him." I whispered.

"No, stay here." he said, a note of panic in his voice.

"I can't, maybe if we do as he says everything will be alright." I sighed.

"Don't worry about him hurting me!" he exclaimed.

"I care about you." I told him.

"I have to go." I whispered as he leant towards me.

"Be careful." he said as his lips brushed against mine. I kissed him back briefly.

I could feel his eyes on me as I walked away from him. As I opened the door, I jumped as I stood face to face with Dale.

"This way." he said smiling.

I followed him into another room. He gestured for me to sit on the sofa.

"Are you warm enough?" he asked, as he placed another log on the fire.

I nodded and frowned. I couldn't understand why he was being nice to me. It must be part of his latest game. I sat on the edge of the sofa nervously.

"We need to talk." he sighed, as he stood, leaning against the fireplace.

"About what?" I asked.

"Our baby." he said.

I gasped and stared at him. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" he asked me.

"I don't know." I muttered.

"I have a problem Laura." he sighed.

I looked at him and waited for him to continue.

"I want Ashton to suffer for what he did to me, so I was going to kill you." he stated proudly.

"Was?" I squeaked.

He nodded. "But you're having my baby."

I glanced down at my bump as I waited for him to continue.

"So I'm going to kill Luke." he stated.

"WHAT, WHY?" I cried.

"I have to, because it's part of my plan." he stated quietly.

"What happens to me?" I asked nervously.

He shrugged.

I got up from the sofa and stood next to him.

"Please don't take Luke from me." I pleaded.

"I'm sorry, but I've made my mind up." he said walking away.

"Dale." I called after him.

"I'll give you a couple of days to say goodbye to him." he said before closing the door behind himself.

AN- I know Dale's behaviour is a bit random lol. It's all part of the game he's playing so bear with me lol. Vote and comment please :) x