BOUND OF LOVE - Season 3 Episode 53

His heart began to beat wildly. He jumped down the window and once he got in his car, he skyrocketed out of there towards his house, their house.

Hope started to bloom. She must be there!

His car stopped in front of his house with a screech. He leaped out as the heavy rain poured on him and the lightning tore the sky in a blinding flash.

The lights in the house were on.

He clenched his fists tight as he took one long deep breath. He couldn’t afford to lose himself here. His priority was to take Abigail back to the hospital. He needed to shackle his demons and keep from going berserk.

He opened the door. The house was quiet. Too quiet. He could hear the sound of his footsteps echo in the large living room. His ears were straining, trying to listen to other sounds that would indicate movement or life or something!

He looked up the grand staircase and ascended, still trying to calm himself down. He finally halted in front of his room. He didn’t know what drew him back here. He didn’t know why he didn’t check her room first. For some reason, the uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach led him here, in front of his door. He didn’t know what he would find. He hoped to all the gods above and below that he would find her alive and unharmed.

He took another breath as he reached a hand out to the metal door knob. His reddened eyes were back to normal. He was calmer now.

He pushed the door open and it creaked ominously. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. His body almost trembled as soon as his eyes adjusted to what was before him.

She was there, tied to a pole in the middle of his room. He could just make out her figure from the dim light of the candle. He saw that her hands were tied behind her back and that her head was hanging down, as if she was unconscious. His heart trembled and he wanted to go to her but he stopped himself, because as his eyes looked behind her, he saw another figure. There was a man behind her, a man whose face was familiar to both himself and Abigail. A man whom Abigail would have trusted enough to follow, to take his words as truth and not question them.

Alex knew how strict Zeke’s protocols were at the hospital. Zeke was superbly skilled in all things technological. Alex also went through and double checked the systems to make sure it was robust and it would have been nearly impossible for an outsider to abduct Abigail. But this man wasn’t an outsider. This man had come to him under the guise of wanting to help him but in reality, this man had done it so he could find out his routines, gather as much information as he could so that he could use all the things he learned to eventually turn on him.

It seemed he had underestimated this man before him. Somehow, he successfully managed to lure Abi out, erasing his trail and to actually have the gall to take her to this very place. Only one person could do this, only one person would dare.

It was none other than Xavier.

Alex mentally scolded himself. How could he have let his guard down? He had been around long enough to know that the people closest to you would be the one who would betray you. The last person whom you never thought would ever betray you, would turn out to be the one that would betray you the most. That was just how this world seemed to work. He did have that mantra in mind when he asked Kai to watch Zeke but it seemed he had given the order to watch the wrong person.

“You’re finally here, Alex.” Xavier’s voice was calm but emotionless.

Abi, who seemed to have dozed off, was awakened by his cold voice.

When she looked up, Alex was standing there before her. Her eyes widened and she blinked a few times to make sure that she wasn’t hallucinating. Was he really here?

She saw that his clothes stuck to him, as if they were drenched, almost looking like a lone warrior who just came from a battle. His eyes looked calm but Abi’s heart squeezed in pain, looking at him. She knew that he had probably spent the day looking for her, being worried to death about her.

“Alex!” she called out, her voice hoarse, as if it hadn’t been used for some time. Tears started to form and slide down her cheeks. She didn’t know what happened. The last thing she remembered was that she had met Xavier in the hallway and he had told her that Alex had asked him to escort her to see Alex. After boarding the elevator, Xavier put a handkerchief over her nose and mouth and the next thing she knew, she was here, in Alex’s dark room, her body tied to a pole.

Alex surveyed her body and was relieved when he saw that she didn’t seem to be hurt anywhere, although it was hard to be sure.

“Don’t worry. I didn’t hurt even a single strand of her hair,” Xavier said, almost gloating.

Alex was about to move past her towards Xavier, intending to end this once and for all but when he saw Abi straighten up, his eyes became fixated on the foreign object strapped around her.

Alex stopped and he glared at Xavier with deadly eyes, a promise to the other guy to rip his limbs from his body, slowly, until he begged for the mercy of death.

It was all he could do at this point because at that moment, Abigail was at the mercy of this maniac, having wrapped a homemade bomb around her body.