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Beingbackatrehearsal feels different. Not in a bad way, but a good way. That vacation, or rather wedding of mine, was a good buffer that was needed.
I do, however, feel guilty about Walt not knowing about the creepy texts. I want to tell Tucker, but the scarring and trauma of having another person know and the worry that something might happen to them.
Coco comes over and rests her head on my lap. I pet her and side eye her. “Coco, I’m going to have to talk to Walt so he could stop spoiling you.”
Coco barks and I smile, grabbing my phone and texting Walt.
Me: I want a divorce.
Disney: Don’t fuck with me, baby. What do you want?
Disney: I’ll give you anything BUT that.
Me: a new dog child because you’re using mine as if she’s yours.
Me: stop spoiling Coco.
Disney: I should kick your ass for building up my anxiety.
Disney: I guess our honeymoon wasn’t enough for you. That’s okay, I’ll punish you so good, when you walk, talk, think and breathe… it’ll be only to whisper my name into the universe.
Me: Promise?
Disney: I love you, crazy woman.
A knock comes to the door causing me to not be able to text back. It’s probably the director wanting to go over how this next show will be like.
“Come in,” I respond.
The door opens and in walks three big men. I don’t recognize them, and I know they’re not from Tucker’s specifically because he wouldn’t do this to me. He wouldn’t bring in men that I don’t have a picture of to know that they’re here for me.
Looking at them through the mirror reflection and trying not to look suspicious, I try to think of something that would alarm Walt without it being a long text.
Me: Happ
Before I could finish texting, a hand slaps over my mouth. I immediately go into fight mode. The same fight that I didn’t have when I got attacked the first time. That time, I had nothing and no one, but I can’t do this to Walt. I can’t let them touch him or his family. Wait, no, my family.
With everyone in mind, I reach out, scratching at the man and kicking my dresser hard, trying to get out of his grip. I bite him hard, drawing blood, but I don’t care. I have to fight; I just have to. But then, a loud thump hitting the ground distracts me and it’s Coco. She’s covered with blood lying on her side, whimpering.
I scream out, but the guy hasn’t let go and his blood is getting into my mouth. I reach out for Coco, but he won’t let me get to her.
Tears fall down my face as another man steps to my face, the one with the silencer. He punches me in the gut, causing pain to shoot through my entire body.
“You scream. Everyone here dies. Every single person in this theater. We will leave a massacre, do you understand?” He says.
My eyes gloss over, and I nod. I don’t want anyone to die. I’ve never wanted anyone to die. When the other big guy lets me go, I don’t think as I run to Coco.
“Coco, please girl, please…” I cry out.
“Shut up.” One of them grabs me by my ponytail, dragging me up to him.
“Happy sends his regards.” He whispers in my ear and all hell breaks loose.
Instead of going into my shock and shell like I naturally always do, I start to fight again. Remembering everything that I’ve known and everything else Tucker has taught me. I try, I really do, but it’s not enough.
It’s never enough…
My world becomes dark when the one with angry, red scratch marks courtesy to some of my broken fingernails punches me so hard in the face, I fear this is it. This is the end.
“Walt…” I whisper as I drop into the other man’s arms.
The tears that fall aren’t for me, they’re for Walt. He’s going to think I left him. He’s going to think I don’t love him enough.
