Dillon: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel, Lake, B. [if you give a mouse a cookie read aloud .txt] 📗

but some of it finds its way towards my wing pipe. I cough, but there’s nowhere for it to go. Some of it comes out of my nose, but it’s not enough to clear my air passage. My body is fighting for air and I pull hard on the restraints only to feel the tough plastic material bite into my skin. Blood drips down onto my pillows and near my head. I whip my face back and forth, desperate now for breath. I press my face to the side near my shoulder. The very edge of the tape gets caught on my skin and I manage to pull a bit off my face. I force the vomit out the small open hole and fight to get more of the tape off. The motion of my head moving back and forth is excruciating, but I don't have a choice. I can't let myself pass out again. I continue to rub on my shoulder trying to get the tape off. Finally, I manage to pull it halfway off and spit up the remainder of what is in my mouth before I scream with every fiber of my being.

"Fly! Fly help! Fly!" I pray that he's home. "Fly!"

Pain slingshots from my back to the center of my stomach and I have to bring my legs up to brace myself for the pain.

"No, not now. God, not now." I bear down with all I have as the pain intensifies. "Fly!" I scream again. Only my voice squeaks, so much weaker than it was before as I tremble in fear. I need to get to Lily. Every second that she is gone it feels like more and more of my soul is dying. Those men had said they were going to sell her. They were going to give her to some sick fuck who likes to touch little children. Not my Lily. I would die before something like that happens. I take in a huge breath, my ribs protesting at the extra volume in my lungs, and scream as loud as I can, "Fly!"

The lights flicker twice right away.

Oh God, he hears me.

"Fly now! Come now. Hurry! Please hurry!" I cry and try to scream at the same time, but I don't know what he can hear.

The lights flicker again, this time straight to four times. He's on his way. Within seconds I hear the front door being kicked open.

"Oh shit! Fuck. Max?"

I call out for Fly again, but even I know that he can't hear me. My voice is so raw that nothing comes out besides a squeak.

"Keeley! Lily!" Fly screams out again, I hear him rushing around the house looking for us. I see the barrel of the gun before I see Fly.

"Fly help me." I croak out.

He turns quickly into the room and his face turns a pale white as he catches a glimpse of me.

"Oh fuck, Keeley. What the fuck happened? What happened?" He runs to the bed and tries with his hands for a second to get me untied.

"Hurry! Hurry! They have Lily. Hurry!" I say.

"What?" He freezes and looks down at me.

"They took Lily, get me out. I need to go for her. I have to save her. God please!"

"Hold on." Fly says as he hops off the bed and runs to the kitchen I assume, because when he gets back he has a knife in his hands. He cuts the tight plastic off one arm and I try to crawl off the bed while my other arm is still tethered. "Keeley, shit, wait."

"No, Lily." I keep tugging and straining to get free. When he is able to finally cut me loose, I am pulling so much that my momentum flings me forward. I land on the ground with a thud, as I try to get up the world tips dangerously and I end up falling back down.

"Keeley, you have to stop. Fuck, listen to me you're hurt. Stop." Fly tries to hold me down, but I just push against him.

"Lily. We have to get her." I push him away and wipe my eyes, trying to clear some of the blood. I use the wall to help myself back up. Only with every step it feels like I'm walking on a ship, the floor seems to swing left and right. I lean my head back and bile rushes up my throat at that simple motion. Along with the bile, the pain in my stomach is becoming more intense. After every step I have to stop and catch my breath.

"Keeley, fucking stop!" Fly puts his hand on the wall to keep me from moving any further. I push again against him, but this time he doesn't budge and the force of me pushing causes a strong contraction to cripple me. A gush of liquid pours from between my legs.

"Oh shit. No, what the fuck is happening." Fly stares down at the ground. When I do the same, I can see that my water has broken, but instead of clear liquid it's bright red—all blood. I struggle to breathe as I try to take another step to get Lily my knees buckle, and I fall. Fly catches me and just lays me down on the ground. I hear him pick up my house phone, I think he is dialing for emergency services, it doesn't matter. All I want is for them to get Lily, I don’t care if I live or die, she's all that matters.

Dillon

I stand in the toy store with an arm full of toys for Lily. Over the past few days, she has really started opening back up to me. Even though I know I shouldn't try and buy her forgiveness; it doesn't mean I won't try. Besides, it's been months since I've had the opportunity to spoil her a bit.

"That'll be $276.87, sir." The woman looks up at me through her lashes.

I pull out my wallet and peel