I went to grab my bag, which I had already packed that morning, and headed out. I took one final look at the house and then quickly ran back in to leave a note for Ryan. I couldn’t just leave without first saying something to him. I tried not to picture the look of hurt on his face when he read it. One day he would understand that I only did it to protect him. He’d always put me before him in everything he did. It was now time for me to do the same for him.
I closed the door and climbed into the car. Then I drove off not knowing where I was going. I didn’t want to go home just yet, and I didn’t feel like seeing anyone. So I drove around for the next few hours, just thinking about my life. I’d always enjoyed driving. It had always calmed me down. It was my father who had taught me how to drive. I’d been scared and tearful, but he’d had enough patience to see me through it. Maybe driving simply reminded me of a time when he was still alive. What I would do to have him back in my life. He would know exactly what I should do.
After about two or three hours, I stopped the car in front of a restaurant that I had never seen before and called Katie. I was starving, but I didn’t feel like eating alone.
“Hey, Blaire, what’s up?”
“Hey, Katie.”
“I feel like I haven’t seen you for ages. Everything okay?”
“Are you free for dinner?”
“Dinner? Now?”
“Yeah. I know it’s a bit early, but I just really want to see you.”
“Of course I’m free. Are you sure you’re okay? Where’s Ryan?”
“Not really. I just want to see you. Ryan . . . ah, I’ll tell you when I see you.”
“Okay, where do you want to go?”
“Uh, I’m sitting in front of a restaurant now. Café Lisa, it’s on Restar Street.”
“Restar Street?”
“I’ve been driving around for a while. Sorry, I know it’s far. Actually, what am I saying? I can come back toward your side.”
“No, stay there. I’ll leave right now. I’ll look up the place.”
Relief washed over me. I didn’t feel like driving anymore. “Thanks, Katie.”
I sat there, just staring out into the distance, for the next half hour. I hoped Katie was trying to call me because I’d switched my phone off to avoid getting any phone calls from the stalker. Also, to avoid getting phone calls from Ryan. Eventually, I decided to go inside the café and get a table.
The place was nice. It was small and had a bit of a romantic feel to it, which made me a little sad. But it was nice. And it was better than being in my car. The waiter came by to ask if I needed anything and I ordered a glass of water. I had a feeling that alcohol wouldn’t be a good idea.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Katie walk in. She rushed over when she saw me and gave me a hug.
“What’s going on?” she said and sat down.
I sighed. “Thanks so much for coming. I . . . I left Ryan.”
“What do you mean? Why?”
“I got another phone call.”
“From the weirdo?”
I nodded. “He told me that he was going to kill me and Ryan.”
“What?” Katie shouted so loud that everyone turned to look at her. “Sorry,” she whispered. “Are you serious? Did you recognize his voice?”
“No. It was all muffled, but even still, it didn’t sound at all familiar to me. He didn’t say much. He just seemed really angry at me, especially now that I’m with Ryan. He said he would find me and kill me.”
“Did he sound serious?”
“I have no idea. It could just be a threat so that I would leave Ryan. But I couldn’t take the chance. I had to get away.”
“Did you tell Ryan?”
“No. I told him that I was speaking to you on the phone. He’s got so much going on at the moment with that fight, and he’s obviously still very upset about the head trauma. I can’t pile this on top of him too. I just can’t. I left him a note.”
Katie sighed. “Oh, Blaire, I’m so sorry. This is awful. Did you go to the police?”
“No. You know what they were like the last time. They won’t do anything without any sort of evidence. And I don’t have any. As far as they’re concerned, this could all just be a prank.”
“That’s some sick prank.”
“Tell me about it. Anyway, I just really wanted to see you. I needed to see someone.”
The waiter came and we both just opened our menu and ordered the first thing that we could find. Neither of us seemed at all interested in actually eating. The waiter kept trying to convince us to go for a starter too, and when we said no, he started asking us if we wanted a glass of wine. He was incredibly sweet and upbeat, but at that particular moment, he was just coming across as annoying.
“We’re happy with our decision. Thank you,” Katie said curtly, and the waiter quickly rushed off. She looked at me and groaned. “That came out way too harshly. But I just wanted him to leave. I’ll have to tip him well.”
“If you hadn’t done that, I would’ve. Poor guy. He probably regrets getting us as customers today.”
“So, what are you going to do?”
“After this, I’m going to go home.”
“Home! You can’t go there.”
“It will be fine. Look, the guy thinks I’m not there anymore. He thinks I’m with Ryan. It’s probably the safest place I can be right now. I probably won’t stay there, but for today it’s a good place to be. And tomorrow I’ll hire a bodyguard to be with me.”
“Why don’t you come and stay with us?”
I shook my head. “No way.”
“Why not?”
“For the same reason that I’m not going to stay with Ryan anymore. I’m not going to put your lives in danger too. He’s after me, but he sounds like he’ll mess with anyone in his way. I’m going to hire a bodyguard and maybe a private investigator, and I’m going to catch him. That’s the only thing that I can do. But in the meantime, I’m not letting the people I care for most get hurt.”
“But . . .”
“No, Katie. I appreciate it. I really do. But there’s nothing that you can say to make me change my mind. I’m not going to let anything happen to you. But I promise you that I’m going to sort this out.”
“And you promise me you’ll get that bodyguard and the private investigator? You promise?”
I nodded. “I promise, Katie.”
The food arrived, and we both ate it without really tasting anything. We tried to keep the conversation light, but it wasn’t easy. Afterward, we asked the waiter for the bill, and we tipped him well. Once he saw the tip, he smiled at us and showed us out. When we got to the cars, I turned to face her.
“Thanks for coming out this way to see me. I needed this right now.”
“You sure you don’t want to come home with me? Chris won’t mind you know.”
“Thanks, Katie, but I’m sure.” I reached forward and gave her a huge hug.
“Will you let me know when you are home safe and when you’ve locked all the doors?”
“I will. I promise.”
I gave her another hug and got back into the car. I decided to take a strange route home, taking different and unnecessary turns just in case someone was following me. But there were no cars around, and I was almost sure that this guy still assumed I was with Ryan. When I got home, I parked the car and rushed inside. The moment I was inside I locked the door and then walked around making sure that everything was fine. The house was stuffy. I hadn’t been home for ages, and with all the windows closed, no air had been going through the rooms. But I didn’t dare open any now. I quickly got out my phone and sent Katie a message to let her know that I was fine.
My intention to stay in the house suddenly didn’t feel right anymore. I’d hoped that I’d feel safe enough to spend the night, but I couldn’t get over the sense that somebody was watching me. What if the guy drove around every night in case I was home? If that was the case, then he’d immediately see that I was home. My
car wasn’t exactly well hidden. The thought made me feel nervous. I grabbed two big suitcases and started throwing in everything that I thought might be necessary. Now it wasn’t just clothes that I needed but my laptop, my passport, and various other items that I would need on the run. I was going to have to keep moving. I still had no idea where I was going to go, but it was clear that I had to get out of Los Angeles. Perhaps I should go to Seattle. But then I thought of little Trinity, and I shook my head. No, I had to go to a state where I didn’t know anybody. For now, I’d just get in the car and drive. I wouldn’t tell Ryan or Katie where I was going. Hopefully, I would figure things out by myself without having to get anyone involved.
It didn’t take me long to gather my belongings. It was amazing what was deemed as important in a moment of panic. I felt a moment of sadness as I was about to leave the house, but I didn’t have the time to think about it. I needed to get out. I wasn’t sure why but the feeling of fear had escalated in me. The house was not a safe place to be.
I said a final goodbye to the house and opened the door. I gasped and jumped back in fright. A man was standing right in front of me. I recognized him.
“You’re the man that wanted my autograph at the airport,” I whispered.
Chapter Thirty-One
Ryan
Something wasn’t right. I had a feeling about Blaire being gone. I should’ve known that something was up. I could tell that she wasn’t herself that morning, or the night before. But I couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t have said anything to me. Or why she changed her mind so quickly. I didn’t like the thought of her being by herself. When the phone rang, I jumped up in fright. Then I couldn’t find the damn thing even though I could still hear it. I finally found it lying on the floor where it must’ve fallen from my jeans, and cursed when it stopped ringing. Was it Blaire?
I looked at the name and saw that it was Nick. I quickly called him back.
“Sorry,” I said. “I couldn’t find my phone and then it stopped when I got to it.”
“That’s okay,” he said. “Hey, is something wrong? You sound a bit strange.”
“Blaire’s gone.”
“What do you mean? I thought she was staying with you.”
“She is. She was. I . . . I came home after the conference and found a letter from her saying that she was leaving. I don’t know why. For some reason, she thinks that I’m going to get hurt if she stays with me.”
“Maybe she just feels bad that she’s putting you out when you’re going through your own stuff.”
“But she knows that I want her here. I don’t understand.”
“You know what Blaire’s like. You said it yourself. She always puts other people before herself. She probably thinks that she’s doing it to protect you.”
“She’s the one that needs protecting. Not me.”
“Sorry, Ryan.”
“I don’t know what’s going on, Nick. But I have a bad feeling about this. I think I need to go out and find her.”
“If that’s what you feel, then you should. It’s better than just sitting around and wondering. And if you do find her and she’s safe and sound, then at least you know where she is. Listen, do you want me to come with you?”
“No, it’s okay. But thanks, Nick. I appreciate it. I know I’m not your favorite person right now.”
Nick chuckled. “Of course you are. You’re just a pain in the ass. That’s all. Okay, well will you let me know if you need me to meet you anywhere? I’ll be on standby.”
“Thanks, Nick. Yeah, that would be great. I’ll keep you posted.”
I put the phone down and immediately got into my car. I didn’t think that Blaire would go home, so the first thing that I did was go to Katie’s place. Thankfully Blaire had shown me where she lived once when we were out for a drive. It wasn’t too far away. I didn’t see Blaire’s car, but I stopped regardless and quickly rushed out to knock on the door.
A tall man answered the door; I assumed he was Katie’s husband.
“Uh, hi, I’m so sorry to bother you. My name’s Ryan, and I’m looking for Blaire.”
“Oh, hi Ryan. Yeah, I’ve heard your name being thrown around. Blaire’s not here, though.”
“Oh, uh, what about Katie?”
“Katie went out to meet Blaire for an early dinner somewhere. She didn’t say where but she did say it was about a forty-minute drive away. I have no idea why Blaire decided to go somewhere so far on such short notice. Why, is everything okay?”
I sighed. “Yeah, everything is fine. I just . . . it’s a long story. Well, if you see her will you let her know I was here?”
“Of course,” he said. “I’m Chris, by the way.”
“Nice to meet you, Chris. I’m sorry I’m so flustered. So much going on. I’ll explain next time I see you.”
Chris seemed like a nice guy but now wasn’t the time for me to be making friends. I needed to go out and find Blaire. She was sitting in a restaurant forty minutes away from home. The thought cheered me a little. I was glad that she wasn’t in the area and glad that she wasn’t alone. But I was worried about what she was going to do when she got back. Also, two girls out on their own didn’t exactly screen safety to me. I could attempt to drive and find them, but I had no idea what direction they had gone in. I didn’t want to drive forty minutes in the wrong direction. So I decided to just drive around and keep looking.
I drove for about an hour and a half until I ended up back at Katie’s house. Katie’s car was now sitting in the driveway, and my heart lurched when I saw it. I quickly got out and knocked on the door again.
“Ryan? What’s going on?”
“Do you know where Blaire is? I’m so sorry. I came here earlier. Chris told me that the two of you were out for dinner. Where is she now?”
“Ryan, I don’t think she wants to see you,” Katie said uncomfortably.
“Why not? I don’t understand. Did I do something wrong?”
“Oh no,” Katie said with a bit more tenderness in her voice. “You did everything right. I’ve never seen Blaire talk about anyone the way that she speaks about you. She’s fallen for you big time. Which is why she doesn’t want you involved in all of this.”
“Did she get another threat?” I asked.
“She did. And she doesn’t want you to get hurt because of this idiot. She’s stubborn, Ryan. She wouldn’t come stay with me either.”
“Where is she?”
“I hate going against her word, but I’d rather know that she is safe so I’m just going to tell you. She’s going back home.”
“Why would she do that?”
“She said the guy won’t expect her to be there. And she’s going to get a bodyguard and a private investigator on the case.”
“That’s good. But I’m more worried about tonight. I’m going to go find her.”
Katie nodded. “I think you should too. Thanks, Ryan.”
I quickly made my way back to Blaire’s house and cursed myself for not hanging around there. I had assumed wrong about her not wanting to go back to the house. But perhaps that was the smartest thing that she could’ve done. I was sure that whoever it was that was following her would also not expect her to go back home. Regardless, I still wanted to be with her and keep her safe.
I got to her house in no time and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that her car was parked outside. My only hope was that nobody else had seen that her car was there. I was just about to knock on the door when I noticed that it wasn’t locked. I knew from previous experiences that if you didn’t lock the door, it did not close, but always opened just a crack. I found it strange that Blaire hadn’t locked up behind her, and I immediately knew that something was not right. I opened the door with caution and wished that I had thought of bringing a weapon with me.
“Oh my god! Blaire!” I yelled when I saw her.
Blaire was tied to a chair. Her feet and arms were bound together by rope, and her mouth was closed with tape. The room seemed to
spin around me at the sight of her, and I had to force myself to stay in control. I looked around and jumped when I saw a man walk into the room. I did not recognize him, but he clearly recognized me. He was holding a knife in his hand.
“Who the hell are you and what the fuck do you think you’re doing with my girlfriend?”
“Your girlfriend? Shouldn’t you be calling her your wife?”
“No! We’re not married. Someone made that up. Who cares anyway? What are you doing?”
The man seemed slightly taken aback by the news that Blaire and I were not married. He stared at me for a while without saying anything, and then he blinked himself back to reality.
“You shouldn’t be here,” the man said.
“And neither should you. Let her go!”
“Oh yeah? And what exactly are you going to do about it? Because as far as I can see, I’m the only one here with a weapon.”
“I don’t need a weapon.”
“Oh really? I don’t see how you are going to beat me. I may not be as big as you, but I have a feeling that my knife is going to do a lot more damage than your hand ever could.”
I looked over at Blaire. Her eyes were wide, and sweat was pouring down her face. It was the worst thing that I had ever seen in my life. She looked so helpless. What if I had arrived too late? How could I live without her?
“Listen here, you scumbag. I’m going to make you pay for this.”
I walked straight up the man without any fear. It was how I approached all my opponents in a fight. The moment you let your guard down and showed even a little bit of fear, that’s when they got you. I wouldn’t let that happen. I did not fear this man in front of me, and I didn’t care if he had a weapon and I didn’t. I tackled him to the ground and saw the look of shock in his eyes when he saw what was happening to him. He hadn’t expected me to take action, and it was the element of surprise that allowed me to take over the situation. Unfortunately, when I pinned him to the ground, it had given him just enough time to pull out his knife and stab me on the side. The knife didn’t go all the way through, but the cut was still deep enough for me to know I’d need a doctor soon. I heard the muffled sounds of Blaire behind me. I reached for the knife and threw it to the ground. Then, just as I was about to get up, the man took his opportunity and head butted me. I felt the room spin around me, but I managed to control myself just long enough to punch the guy in the face. I watched as his head flopped back onto the ground. I’d knocked him out.
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