Madison Taylor

--and just stood in front of him with a small smile pulling my lips.} S.. Sorry, come in. {My hands lift to briskly wipe the tears from my eyes and cheeks as I head back into the room, waiting until you are inside before locking every single lock once more.}

--this time, they were tears of utter joy. Help was here. I was safe. Jocelyn, Bianca, Emma, and Alina would be rescued. Everything was going to be okay. Realizing I'm still gripping Tommy in a death squeeze, I softly clear my throat and ease my hold until I'm no longer hugging--

--circles under his eyes as though he hadn't slept a wink despite insisting I did. A huge wave of relief washed over me as I quickly unlocked all three locks and swung the door open. Practically running into @LethalAmore's arms, tears begin to fall down my cheeks once more, but--

--the bed during my sleep. Shit. Shit. Shit. Where is... Another aggressive pounding on the door, joined by a voice I would recognize in an instant. @LethalAmore. Slowly, cautiously, I inch toward the door and bring my eye to the peep hole. Tommy stood on the other side, dark--

--asleep.} --Present Time-- {Tossing and turning, I nearly fall off the side of the bed before my eyelids pop open, and I sit straight up in bed. A loud banging on the door has my heart racing even faster as I frantically search for my phone that must've gotten knocked off--

--so both Tommy and I can see each other, I shiver into the comforter and whisper softly.} Hurry here, but stay safe, okay?... {My voice trails off as heavy lids begin to blink over my eyes, surprise settling in as I realize he was right, I was going to be able to fall--

--I do as instructed and triple check all the locks before climbing into bed and pulling the blanket over my still dressed body. I would try to sleep, or at least rest in bed, but I'd remain ready to run at any given moment. Plugging my phone into the charger and setting it up--

--insisting I check the door locks and window locks once more before laying down. Immediately, I attempt to protest. How could I possibly sleep? No matter how exhausted I was. But, there was no winning against Tommy, and part of me couldn't help wanting to obey him anyway. So,--

--long explanation, he mentions a plane and how he'll be able to stay on the phone while on it. He was coming. Tommy would be here soon, and until then, he'd be on the phone so I wouldn't be alone. Sucking in a deep breath, I listen tentatively until he ends his spiel by--

--back in on my conversation with Tommy. He was speaking now, controlled and factual. More informing me of what was going to happen than trying to get information from me. It was actually refreshing; my mind was a mess, and thinking was the enemy right now. Somewhere in his--

--sight. At least I wouldn't lose battery power, and Tommy could keep me on the phone until I was safe again. If I was safe again... for all I knew, they could be coming for me next. A shiver runs the length of my spine at the thought, but I quickly try to shake it and focus--

--thickly, I pause a moment to see if he says anything, but ultimately softly question.} Will you stay on the phone with me until someone comes? {My gaze scans the room I was in until it lands on my charger; attached is the converter, and a sigh of relief escapes me at the--

--absolutely everything I could remember. Nothing was left out, and by the time I finished, I was out of breath and drenched with tears. Through matted lashes, I barely manage to see the phone screen and Tommy's expression; a mixture of worry and rage, lethal. Swallowing--

--even more worried for my friends and their little sisters. Tommy's voice was perhaps the most calming, best sound I could've hoped for as he answered back in a groggy voice. "Madi.. that you? What's wrong?" From there, it was a flood of words and tears as I told @LethalAmore--

--FaceTime and I was still in just my sports bra, no shirt.} T.. Tommy? Tommy? You there? {My voice breaks through the tears and sobs, and my body begins to shake as though I'm freezing, but I knew it was just the adrenaline pumping through me. I was terrified, alone, and--

--on; choosing efficient versus the initial comfortable pajamas I was going to wear. Pulling my leggings into place, I reach for my shirt just as my phone ring tone sounds out, causing me to jump before quickly picking up and answering when I see Tommy's name. Forgetting it was--

--the silence for him to answer this time. Please, Tommy... please... nothing. Ending the call, I can't help the tears that spill down my cheeks as my body begins to shake and goosebumps cover my skin. Realizing I'm still in only a towel, I quickly grab my clothes and tug them--