The Red String {The Prototype}

Chapter 11: Let me go!

"I need to escape"

It's been 2 months since Ryder asked me to be his girlfriend. Noah and I are friends again and Matthew just disappeared out of nowhere. No one knows where he went. Ryder and I have been going strong, but over the course of the two months I got 2 more fucking love letters and Ryder has been receiving threats from the same person. It's all been from the same person "My one and only" All of the letters have been creepy, threatening, and violent. Letter 1-

Dear My Love,

I see you got your boyfriend got of the way, but you got another one.

The word "Slut" was faded on the paper. 

How could this person love me and still call me a s-slut?

That's okay though when you realize how real our love is they both won't stand a chance literally. Should I shoot them in the leg or snap them in half? Or I could do both. Like I said I would do anything for our love.

I love you,

Your one and only <3

This person could do anything. They could hurt anyone or anything. They made it pretty clear in the second letter. When I got home a few weeks ago and went to my room and it was a mess. My clothes were ripped and all over the place. My makeup was broken and colored the room. Everything I owned was ruined, apart from the room itself. I went to my vanity and the mirror was shattered, but still in its frame. The message was in red and it was dripping making the writing messy. Letter 2-

Dear My Love,

I see you haven't gotten rid of your little toy. So this message is written in dolphin blood. Dolphins are also the messenger of love, this 'ink' is to show you I wasn't bluffing. I will DO ANYTHING. I'll KILL ANYTHING.

I love you,

Your one and only <3

That day I knew I had to be careful. This person couldn't get to Ryder. I'll protect him no matter what. I can't bear losing him. I tried to talk with him and tell him we have to end it or else something bad would happen to him, but he dismissed my plan. He would keep fighting for us and that made me realize I should keep fighting too. Ryder also got notes from 'My one and only', but they were threatening notes and Ryder didn't even seem fazed. When he read them he had a blank face and threw the note over his shoulder. When I got both letters I broke down and Ryder was always there, whether it was holding me and never letting go or having a sleepover in the bathroom because I was vomiting out of stress. The point is he was always there.

I was in my last class of the day, creative writing. The bell rung and Ms.Hyde stopped me from leaving. Ms.Hyde approached me.

"Elena, are you free?" Ms.Hyde asked gently. I nodded.

"Good!" Ms.Hyde said "A student from Ms.Brook's class told me to tell you that Ms.Brook wants you to meet her in the book closet. She needs some help carrying books to her classroom and you'll get a bit of extra credit."

"Okay! Thank you Ms.Hyde." I said, "I just need to make a quick phone call, telling my 'Uber driver' I'll go home by myself." Ms.Hyde nodded and went to her desk to grade papers. I pulled out my phone, called my 'Uber driver' more commonly known as Ryder. I dialed his cell and it rang 2 times before he picked it up.

"Hey, Ms.Shrugs-a-lot," his soft voice said on the other line. I smiled. I loved hearing his voice, it calms me, puts me at peace.

"Hey Mr.Blank-Expression," I replied, "So, you can go home by yourself. Ms.Brook need help at school so I'll help her and I'll go back home by myself."

"Okay Ms.Shrugs-a-lot, I'll see you later. Stay safe. Bye."

"Bye Mr.Blank-Expression." I hung up the phone. I checked my phone battery and it was at 3%. Ryder's house isn't far away from here and I could use a walk to clear my thoughts, so I could easily walk home. If my phone dies then it's alright, but little did I know it wouldn't be...

"Bye Ms.Hyde!" I said waving and walking out of the door.

"Bye! Also, have a nice break, Elena!" Ms.Hyde shouted back. 

Oh yeah, it was spring break.

I walked to the book closet and it was kinda small. Maybe ¼ of a classroom? Maybe a bit bigger. The door was made of really thick wood, barely any sound came from the closet, so if a stack of books fell you wouldn't be able to hear it from the outside. Books would fall not often, but sometimes. The shelves are old and they're trying to get the closet fixed. I walked into the book closet and went to the end of the closet, hoping to find Ms.Brook. Suddenly the door closed. I ran up to the entrance and before I could stick my foot in the door frame it slammed closed. I heard the door being locked. The person who locked the door laughed evilly. I pounded on the door and tried to get the door open, but it wouldn't budge. On the door, there was a message, in blood. It says:

Dear My Love,

You didn't get rid of your toy, so I will. I locked you in here, so you couldn't interfere with my plans.

I love you,

Your one and only <3

I broke down. It was the end. I was going to lose Ryder. I felt something in my back pocket. It was my phone. I could call Ryder and tell him what was going on. I quickly dialed his cell. It rang once then it went to voicemail. Ryder declined my call. The person was probably already there. A second later I got a text from Ryder. I quickly opened it before my phone died. There was an audio message. I hesitantly listened to it. I heard a scream... Ryder... Ryder was dying. I sank to the floor. Burying my face in my hands and pulling my knees up to my chest. I cried. I smashed my phone. I heard a creaking noise above me. I looked up and a huge stack of books came tumbling down straight on my head. I screamed and tried to move out of the way, but gravity was faster. I blacked out.

*Alexis's POV//Roselake*

I grabbed a blood bag and headed down to the dungeons. I opened a cell.

"Here is your food," I said with venom lacing my voice, "I wish I didn't need to feed you, si- piece of shit. I wish I could let you die." I purposely gave the prisoner human blood, so they wouldn't enjoy it. I threw the blood bag into the cell.

"Alexis..." the prisoner's voice trailed off. "Why?" I narrowed my eyes at the person.

"You know exactly why," I said, getting into the cell to slap the prisoner. "You took that away from me." I slap the prisoner. I get out of the cell and leave. I hear sniffles behind me. I bite my lip, hard. Tears growing in my eyes. I blink them away and head to my bedroom.