17. Pleading

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It was there for half a second.

Renee's screams were drowned out by mine. The thing was nose to nose in front of me, and I threw myself backwards, off the bed, and landed with a painful thump on the dirty floor.

I recognized it, though. It was the same thing I'd seen in Cole's flat. The eyeless, black haired girl who I knew as Kasey. And then it was gone. As if it was never there at all. I would have believed it hadn't been there, except Renee was sobbing quietly in the corner of the room. I had a feeling she'd seen something I hadn't. Summer sat next to her, her wide blue eyes staring emotionlessly at the space where Kasey had been.

I crawled over to them, as fast as I could, and pulled both of them onto my lap. We sat like that for about five minutes, Renee sobbing into my shoulder and Summer not saying a word. I held the pair of them tightly, an arm around each of them. When Renee finally stopped crying, I carefully pushed them off my lap and stood up, off the dirty carpet. I sat on the sofa, and beckoned them both over.

With one of the girls either side of me, I looked deep into their faces. Summer was frowning slightly, and Renee was wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her t-shirt. I contemplated asking her the question. I knew I had to ask it her, and it would be better to get it out sooner instead of later.

"What did you see?" I asked her softly.

Renee stared into my eyes for what seemed like forever. Eventually, she broke the stare and covered her face with her hands.

"Renee...You have to tell me. Please, sweetheart." I kissed her forehead lightly, and she took her hands away from her tear-ridden face. She gave me a tiny nod, and opened her mouth. She spoke in a half-whisper.

"She said she's going to kill daddy."

I was stood up and next to the door that lead outside before I knew what I was doing. I quickly told Renee and Summer to stay in this room, and not leave, not matter what. I threw the keys to the door at Renee, and told her to lock it behind me and not to open it to anyone, except me.

The night air was cool. It wasn't even night yet, not really, I was guessing it was around half six, but it was turning Winter and it got dark early. The night was silent as I ran the ten or so steps to the door to room number one. I raised my fist and pounded on it. When there was so answer within a few seconds, grotesque pictures flooded my mind: Cole, lying dead on the floor, Liam in the same position beside him. Cole's dead body in the Motel's bathtub, fully clothed, the bath half filled with blood.

I was getting more and more tense, and my bangs on the door were coming more frantic and harder. I was on the verge of kicking the door when it swung open.

Cole Noahs stood there, alive and well, a grim smile playing at his lips. More than that, his top half was completely naked, showing off his goddamn six pack. All he wore on his bottom half was a towel, and his hair was soaked. His smile disappeared when he saw the expression on my face.

"Is it the girls?"

"You're ok!" I didn't answer his question. Before I knew what I was doing, I fell into his arms, my stomach pushing against his very firm, toned, naked chest. I felt him go stiff, but after a second or so he wrapped his arms around me.

I pulled away after a few seconds, blushing scarlet. "I'm sorry..It's just..Renee said..." I couldn't form a sentence properly. My previous anxiety was forming again, and rapidly.

"Let's go around to yours..Explain everything to me. I just need to get dressed." I saw over his shoulder, Liam fast asleep on the couch.

I nodded and knocked on the door to my room. After a few knocks I remembered what I'd told Renee, and I called out quietly, 'It's mum.'