Her wrist still in my hand, I spin her around and pin her hand up between her shoulder blades.
“Let go of me!” she screams and tries to flail her body as she attempts to free herself.
But I easily pin her to me, wrapping my arm over her chest and grabbing onto her shoulder, so she doesn’t pop her shoulder out of place struggling against me.
I have to walk backward with her pinned to me as I pull her back towards the house. She fights me the entire way, wiggling and struggling all she can in my grasp, but I manage to get her back into the house. She’s calling me every vulgar name in the book as she tries to break free, but my hold on her isn’t going anywhere. This house seems a lot bigger now as I try to get her to the back where the master bedroom is. Had I known Alana was going to be making an appearance, I would have made the necessary modifications to a different room other than the master bedroom. But it looks like that’s going to be Alana’s home until she gets some grip of sanity back.
“Let me fucking go, you Psycho!” She screams as if she wasn’t the one who tried to knock my head off with a hammer.
Finally, we’re in the bedroom, and I know I need to buy some time so I can shut and lock the door. I guide her to the bed, scoop her up in my arms as she fights against me, and drop her on the bed. As she struggles to get off it, I leave the room and lock her inside.
A loud bang comes from the other side, and I back up as if she’s going to bust it down. Which it feels like she might with how hard she’s pounding on it.
“Calm down, Alana! You’re stressing out the baby!” I shout as my back hits the wall. I sink down to the floor as Alana screams at the top of her lungs. I suck in lungfuls of air, close to hyperventilating from almost having my head knocked off for the second time.
That’swhat Ian’s trying to get back? I guess it makes sense that the two of them would want to be with each other. They’re both fucking lunatics! Ian swung that bat with the intention of killing me, and Alana had the same look in her eyes.
Her anger before was nothing compared to the rage I just witnessed. There’s no way I can let her out of the room now; I can’t let her roam on her own either. There’s too much she can get a hold of.
She must’ve had the hammer tucked in the waistband of her pants because she materialized it out of nowhere. The shed she could’ve gotten it from was locked, so now I know she can pick locks. Which makes me glad I filled the keyhole with superglue when I switched the knobs that day when Megan went for a swim in the pool when we first got here.
The room has been cleared of anything that could harm her or me. It was already sparsely decorated, so when I hear the destruction that begins behind the closed door, I’m not even worried that she’ll obtain another weapon. Still, I am nervous she might hurt herself. Restraining her comes to mind, but I can’t bring myself to go that far.
So I let her take out her aggravation on the room.
I look at my shaking hand, trying to calm down, sitting here waiting for her to tire herself out. I don’t want to go anywhere just in case she hurts herself, but I don’t want to go in there to try and stop her just to run the risk of being hurt.
So I let her get it all out.
After a while, the noise stops, and nothing comes from behind the door. I hear her mumbling to herself, but I can’t make out what she’s saying. Finally, I stand and unlock the door to find her sleeping on the bed, the room destroyed.
I shut the door again, locking it behind me. Running my hands over my face, I let out a breath and close my eyes, trying to gather my thoughts. I don’t think I was fully prepared for what I’m dealing with before, but I am now. Alana is a force to be reckoned with. To get to Megan, I have to bear through it and handle this the best way I know how.
I drag myself down the hall to the bathroom Megan went to earlier and get in the shower. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought, but no matter what, I’m going to walk out of here with Megan no matter how long it takes. Alana isn’t going to scare me off.