He Stares Back

Chap. 53: A Damsel In Distress

*picture of Kaley Fields above*

           Emily's eyes flutter open slowly. She groans from her aching head. She goes to hold her head but her arms are bound up. She frantically looks around, her vision blurry. She can tell she's bound up again.

               "Shit." Emily hisses in annoyance.

              "Hey, Em." A familiar voice purrs behind the brunette. "Sorry for the hostile reunion, but I knew you wouldn't comply easy."

               "Kaley Lou Ann Fields!" Emily struggles against her restraints, "What the hell?!"

                 "Shh, it's okay." Kaley walks around Emily to face her, "He will never hurt us again."

               Emily freezes. "Who?"

              The blonde bends down to be at eye level with the brunette. "Why, Christian of course."

             Anger fills Emily. "You were behind the shootings and the blackmails?"

             Kaley heavily sighs. She grabs a swirly chair from nearby and sits down in front of Emily. The brunette can see a gun in the waistband of her black jeans.

             "Okay, I have to tell you everything from the start." Kaley heavily sighs, crossing her arms.

              "Hell yeah you do!" Emily shouts angrily.

               "Two months after Christian sent us into exile in the shit show of a living space, I initially planned on revealing him to the press." Kaley nods as she speaks.

             Then why didn't she... Then it hits Emily. Christian controls over half the press in Drysdale!

               "But that would be letting the asshole get away with all he's done." Kaley twirls her long, blonde hair. "At the Grand Plaza party, when I heard that Montgomery bitch tell her idiot sister that she was looking for a reporter named Emily East, I knew you were in trouble. I had to make sure you were safe before I could ever think about getting revenge on that asshole Christian Taylor."

          Emily scoffs angrily, glaring at the blonde. "How thoughtful of you."

           Kaley ignores the brunette's sarcasm. "That bitch was obsessed with you! It was super creepy on all levels, Em. She had hired assassins to kill you and tricked that Matthews idiot into trying to get back at Christian...but he was only a pawn in her sick, twisted little game."

            "And how do you know all this?" Emily says disgusted.

                "I stalked her..." Kaley bites her bottom lip, "and you and that sadist you love so much."

              "You stalked Christian and me?!" Emily says in horror.

               "I needed to make sure you were safe." Kaley says self-assuringly, nodi g her head as she bites her stubby nails. "I need to hurt Christian, Em. And I need to hurt him bad."

               Emily shakes her head. "No! Don't hurt him! Please Kaley, please!"

             "Where is he?" Kaley glares at Emily.

              "I don't know!" Emily cries out, wanting to protect Christian at all cost.

               "Emily!" Kaley grabs her friend by the collar of her hoodie. "Tell me where the frick Christian is!"

             "Never!" Emily screams.

             Then it dawned on Kaley. "Why where you walking the streets alone?"

              "Christian sent me away." Emily says through gritted teeth.

                The blonde's heart breaks for her friend. Her anger and hatred for Christian grows.

             "See? Don't defend him!" Kaley says to her friend with soft eyes, "He's a creep!"

             "No he's not!" Emily shouts back, "Maybe an asshole and a leaver but he's not a creep! And I won't help you kill him!"

              "Why did he he send you away?" Kaley says curiously.

              "I kept asking him questions because I'm sick of his rules that make me feel like a piece of his property instead of a human." Emily says honestly, "He kept saying I was hiding something!"

        "Were you?" Kaley squints her eyes.

         "No!" Emily says in annoyance.

          Kaley nods, standing up out of her chair with her arms crossed over her chest. "You've always been naturally inquisitive, Em. That's the reporter inside of you...unfortunately, you're also extremely loyal and extremely naïve. That's what makes you hard to believe."

           Emily sniffs. "He sent me away after he said he wouldn't."

            Kaley nods to her friend. "I'm sorry, Em. I hate that for you."

              "Really? You don't sound too sympathetic." Emily says sadly, her voice breaking.

              "I want you to put on your best crying face, Em." Kaley says to the brunette.

       Kaley walks over to a table and grabs a  rag. She strides back over to Emily, grabbing her jawline. She shoves the rag inside the brunette's mouth. Emily screams against the rag. Kaley tucks the hair behind her ear.

             "I'm not after you, Em." Kaley says to the brunette, "I'm after the son of a bitch who has ruined our lives."

             The blonde walks over to a camera and turns it on. She smiles at the lens, waving.

             "Hey Chrissy! Guess what I have?" Kaley presents crying Emily whose crying. "If you want to see her alive again, and I know you do, then meet me at midnight tomorrow at Briar Hill warehouses."

          The camera light flashes off. Kaley turns around and walks to Emily. The blonde takes the rag out of Emily's mouth.

           "He won't come." Emily says with tears in his eyes, "He doesn't love me anymore."

            "Oh, Emily." Kaley shakes her head,  "Emily Emily Emily."

              "What?" Emily growls

              "You're underestimating the all powerful, all sadistic Christian Taylor!" Kaley caresses Emily's face, "You're Emily East, an innocent he's victimized...of course Christian will come for you! Men like him can't resist a damsel in distress."

Hey readers! So what do you think? Does everything make sense now? I hope so 😉 Keep reading to find out what will happen next!