things fall out

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"This is a wasteland my only retreat. I waited for this night to what do you say i know its hard but who are you to fall apart on me on me. this is a waste land my only retreat. heaven above you and hell above me. Because this is a wasteland, my only retreat. heaven above you and hell above me. Well what about us? what about me?"

I walked out of the house, we found all the people. which were mostly girls. And there was no one here.

"maybe he moved locations." Vivian assured me.

"probably. at least we saved these people. we need to get out of here in case he does come back though." I told her, and i was right. I didnt want to put my, or her own life at risk by staying here and waiting for him. One of the girls we saved came up to me. "He..he ....he.. he drugged us. Then he did horrible things. Some more than others. The prettier they were, the worse things he would do. You have to stop him." She pleaded. She looked like she was about 22. "We just need to get you all to safety." Vivian told her and soon rounded them up and started back to town. "We can call the police when we are closer to town. " I told her. "Good idea. they think everything is a prank these days." vivian added. We walked for about a good half hour. The darkness had already fell.

I pulled out my phone and called the police. I told them the location, then after they came and got all the kidnapped people safe i left to go home to cynthia and tell her what had happpened. In fact i ran down the street. As i went up the stairs to my hallway i saw caleb there crying. there was also a few holes in the walls.

"Dude what happened?" I asked cautiously.

He looked at me bewildered with huge red eyes.

"He took cynthia." He blurted out.

I yelled "WHAT!?" Then i grabbed his collar and slammed him up against the wall.

"A man in all black average build! i saw him grab her and drag her in a van. i ran to stop him but he started driving i drove after them but he lost me behind a train. but he was heading outside the city to the woods. I called the cops but they didnt believe me! I'm so sorry! " He got out fast.

I turned around.I took the stairs three at a time, then was in my truck in a matter of seconds. I started the engine then sped out of town doing about 70 in a 35. I got to the edge of the forest where vivian had taken me earlier . I got out of my truck, then started running uphill dodging through trees and breaking branches. I tryed my hardest to remember exactly where vivian took me. But my adrenaline was on over load.

"That fucking bastard!" i cursed underneath of my breath.

I continued and i saw the porchlight of the house up ahead and sure enough there was a van parked a few yards away in a clearing not to far from the house. I walked up to the house and kicked in the door. I had been through the house before and there was only two rooms in the corner of the house. I heard a door shut and lock.

"who's there?" He called out. I heard the gun being loaded.

I sneaked to the side of the wall and crouched down letting the darkness cloak me.

"god damnit. i have a gun and i will shoot." He said coldly. Then the man rounded the corner into darkness.

I jumped up and went to take the gun from him and he shot me in the shoulder. I bit into my lip and took the gun away from him and kneed him in the stomach. He grunted and went to punch me when i decked him in the face. He came at me again and i shot him. four times in the torso and twice in the head. i spit on his body. then i dragged it to the closet so that cynthia wouldnt see it. I found the room that he had locked. It had a metal door. I shot the lock on the outside. I heard cynthia scream.

"Cynthia its me. I think theres a lock on the other side of the door. im going to slide the gun under the door." I shouted.

"Im bound and blindfolded." She yelled back.

"see what you can do about that." I said and slumped at the door. Thank god she is safe.

On the other side of the room, cynthia got into her pocket after getting her bound hands in front of her. But the blindfold was too tight to be pulled off. it was going to have to be cut. She had the lockpicking set. She went to the door and at the bottom of the door there was a lock and a gun. She couldn't see to shoot the lock. So she remembered what caleb had taught her earlier that day and attempted to pick the lock. On the third try the lock unlocked. She fumbled to un do the lock and finally did it.

"I did it erik." She said and stood back.

I busted through the door with newborn strength even though i had been shot in the shoulder. He went up and hugged her then noticed that she was only in her bra and underwear.

"He didnt?" I asked softly.

"No, just in time. he just took off my pants when you came." She answered squeezing tighter.

I shouldn't have left in the first place.

"I'm so sorry." I said almost breaking.

"Whats that warm stuff coming from your shoulder? are you bleeding erik!?" She asked even though she still couldn't see.

"no dont worry about it . im sorry but i left my pocket knife in my truck. can you at least put on your pants?" I asked her.

"Yeah i just need some help." She said.

I helped her and grabbed her shirt. i hooked her arms around my neck and turned around.

"Hop on my back." I said soberly.

She hopped on and then i carefully made it back to my truck and turned on the heater. I cut her loose and she could see and move her hands. She sat there shaking. I called the police once again and told them that i would answer all their questions tomorrow. She trembled like that all the way home. I carried her up to our apartment . Caleb sat there.

"She's okay." I said and took her into the apartment.

Relief had flooded calebs features and he took the note to go home. I layed her on the bed and went to treat my wound. I pulled out the bullet grimacing, then disinfected it and washed it then covered it with antibiotic cream and wrapped it with gauze. I went and got her a cup of water but when i turned into the one lamp lighted room, i dropped the cup and ran to her. She looked so heartbreaking. She was sitting there squeezing her knees and her eyes were red rimmed and her cheeks were puffy. Her electric eyes met with mine. I held her and she sobbed on my good shoulder all night until the daybreak when she had finally went to sleep.

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