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Scrambling to the living room, I quickly crank up the volume.
“After an anonymous tip, a man was arrested in the Highpoint Cemetery last night under the suspicion of body snatching. The grave site of Nina Schleronov was unearthed and her final resting place was disturbed after twenty-five years. The local police department has the suspect in custody, but no charges have been filed yet as he’s being detained for attempting to evade the police and fleeing from a crime.”
Rage surges within me as I fixate on Darian’s handsome, yet brutalized face on the screen. I turn to Val, whose gaze is still fixed on the TV, and I wonder what’s going through his mind.
“We need to get him out of there, Val.” I say, my pulse raging in my head.
Val’s ears perk forward, and he lets out a low huff before trotting to the kitchen. While I prepare breakfast, my mind races through various scenarios -each more desperate than the last- to free Darian from the clutches of the police.
I catch myself spiraling as darker thoughts creep in, my mind straying to brutal methods that involve causing harm to others.
For taking him from me.
For hurting him.
I shake my head, pushing those thoughts away as I sit down to eat, reminding myself that there must be a better way.
I need to find a solution that doesn’t involve causing pain to others, even if it means taking a risk or exploring unconventional avenues.
Regardless of how many paths I conjure in my vivid imagination, they all seem to lead to scenarios where either Darian or I end up injured or dead in the chaotic escape.
The realization dawns on me that there’s only one remaining path left to consider.
As I weigh the options in my mind, apprehension fills my thoughts.
This is risky.
Darian would shout at me until he’s blue in the face for considering it, but it seems to offer the best chance of freeing him without causing harm to anyone involved.
The only life at risk is mine.
I resign myself to asking for help from the one person directly responsible for all of this. The only one who deserves to face the consequences of their actions.
Caspian.
Anger, resentment, and other various emotions I can’t place coat my veins.
The more I piece together my plan, the clearer it is that Caspian is likely the culprit behind the tip that led to Darian’s arrest in some sick or twisted way to take him out of the equation.
The realization tightens the knot of anger in my chest.
By dinner time, my panic and dread have turned into stubborn determination. The paused image of Darian’s bruised face on the TV screen fueling me as I meticulously go over every detail.
My heart races.
I’m going to give Darian one more day to come home before I put my plan into action.
By the time night has fallen over the city I’ve checked all the locks, ensuring everything is in place. Strategically hiding knives in various locations, ready to be accessed if needed.
I position a bat near the headboard, slide a knife between the mattresses, discreetly hidden as a last resort. The apartment which was once a peaceful sanctuary for Darian and I, now feels like a battlefield awaiting a silent clash.
Anxiety tugs at my mind as I crawl into Darian’s bed with Val, who snuggles close to me as my arms snake around his neck.
“I miss him, Val.” I whisper, my voice barely audible.
A lone tear escapes, tracing a path down my cheek as my emotions surge within me as my arms tremble involuntarily.
“I can’t lose either of you, you know. It would destroy me.” My throat tightens, “I haven’t cared for many people in my life, but I refuse to lose you or Darian. I would sooner throw my own life away than lose either of you.”
