"When this all is over, remind me to arrest you" Detective Jones speaks with a smirk on his face. "For what?" I ask him in the car. "Because you had an illegal hacking club and I'm pretty sure you're carrying illegal weapons on you" He says and I roll my eyes. "You allowed it" I tell him but I'm in no time to even think about this. We're so close to finding her. The police squad is right behind us as we're driving to his house. "Only because a life is at stake. There is a fine line between rules and justice" He says.

This guy makes me want to punch him in the face. He's that type. "Arresting me would only mean getting yourself thrown in jail for I can say you are my accomplice and I'm sure then nerds would too. Besides, they can hack into the police records and put something on you, something that will land you right beside me in a cell. Wouldn't that be nice, the two of us cellmates?" I ask him with a chuckle at the end and I can see how his face pales which he tries to hide, but he can't hide that from me.

"Just another thing I can arrest you for" He speaks which makes me chuckle even louder this time. "You're the worst cop I've ever seen" I say, and he laughs. "I'm not a cop" He says and there ends that conversation because we're in front of the house. His house. It's ugly and old. She's in there and she's suffering. The anger inside me resurfaces as I exit the car. The cops aren't even here yet but I have no time to wait for them or wait at all. She's in there and I'm going to get her back by any means necessary.

All I see is red and I'm about to kill someone and there is no one that is going to stop me from killing him. I would not even care about his death. He has hurt her and he deserves it. I clench my fists as I walk towards the door and put my hand on the door handle. "I should go first. I'm the one with the badge" Detective Jones says behind me but I shrug at him and push the door as hard as I can and it breaks but whatever gets the job done.

The house is filled with disgust, clearly it has not been cleaned for a long time but I have no time to worry about this guy's cleanliness. All I care about is finding Lila and beating this guy senseless and to the point where he loves his life. I will kill him. He has taken something that belongs to me. Lila is mine and I will kill anyone that tries to take her away from me, and he's the first, but he will not be the last. There will always be people that will try to take her but I will never allow them.

I walk into the living room and then the kitchen where the dinner is still there and I notice that her plate has been left untouched while his plate is empty. I wonder why. The Detective is somewhere around here and only now can I hear the faint sounds of the sirens but with each second they grow louder, but they're still so far away, and they won't get here in time. At least not to save that bastard that is about to die by my hands, and they will not even recognize him once I'm done with him.

I look around the house but I don't see her but I know that she's here somewhere and the longer than I'm without her the angrier I'm going to become. The longer that she's in his hands, my rage is fueled for life and I will always be there to beat him senseless until I have her back safe in my arms. I go through every door, breaking them if I need to until I find one that leads downstairs, a basement. That is where she has to be, she can't be anywhere else but here.

As I'm about to go down the stairs a scream can be heard, Lila's scream. Hearing her scream sends me over the edge and I run down the stairs, not caring if I get hurt or fall. All the pain in the world would not make up if she were harmed. A closed door I walk to but there is another door there which I ignore since I can hear some noise coming from the other room. A thud and a scream. I kick the door open and I nearly freeze when I see the sight in front of me.

Lila is lying on the floor, wearing nothing from the bottom half of her body. Around her ankle is a hand that belong to a man that I'm quite familiar with. My coach. He's there on the floor with a knife in his back and blood surrounding him. He's breathing heavily as he holds her ankle, but she kicks him in the face, and he lets go of her as he lets out a scream. I go down and scoop her up into my arms and holding her makes the world become whole. She's whimpering into my chest as I carry her a bit down the hallways and gently sent her down as I hand her the pants that were on the floor.

I go back into the bed and I smirk as the red in my eyes is still there and it's out for blood. His blood. I kick him in the stomach, and he lands on his back which makes the knife run deeper into his body. It's not anywhere it can kill him but I don't need a knife to kill him, all I need is for my bare fists to do that job for me and I will kill him today. I give him a dark smirk. "Let's start" I speak as my voice darkens.