Chapter 14

6pm

Lana's POV

"You don't have to do this.." I said to Martin.

"I don't know what to do..I hate you but I love you, my darling girl.."

"It's okay.." I had to keep talking him off the edge of killing me.

"I have no other choice.." Martin murmured.

Before I was able to speak again, there was a knock on the door of my apartment. I took a deep breath, my heart starting to race.

Martin walked over from where he was staring at a picture of my mom and I, and stood in front of me. He grabbed my wrist, and pulled me up.

"Answer it, and get rid of whoever it is." Martin grunted.

I walked to the door, sighing, and cracked open the door a little.

Steven was on the other side.

My mouth dropped in almost horror. "S-Steven....i thought you were at the studio.?" I stuttered.

Steven smiled. "We were on a roll, and we finished up early. I thought I'd come surprise you, baby."

He couldn't be here. I didn't want him to be in danger. I didn't want to lose him to anyone, much less, my father.

"Well, are you gonna let me in?" Steven chuckled. I felt Martin come up behind me, pressing the gun against my lower back, staying out of sight.

My heart started speeding up, and i felt nauseous.

"Um..steven..just know, i love you..." I spoke softly.

Steven looked at me with a mixture of confusion and concern. "Lana, what.."

Martin pushed the gun further into my back, making a squeal spill out of my mouth. It hurt; I was running out of time.

Steven's POV

Lana let out a squeal. I was confused as to what was going on. Lana's eyes started to fill with tears.

Then I heard a gruff voice: "Let's go! Close the door!"

Lana looked at me with fear, and started to close the door. I knew something was wrong, and I had this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I stuck my foot in between the door to stop it from closing.

"Steven!!! Stop!!" Lana exclaimed, as she was pulled out of sight. I pushed through the door, and into the apartment.

A man was holding Lana around the neck, a gun to her temple. Lana had tears falling down her face. I was scared, but I had to save her.

"Who are you? Let her go!!" I yelled.

"I'm Martin Skye, and you are interrupting some important father-daughter business." He had a crazy look in his eyes.

Lana sniffled. "Steven...go...please.."

I ignored her plea, and spoke again. "She's your daughter. Why would you want to kill her?"

"I killed her mom because I loved her...nothing is stopping me from doing the same to her...nothing at all."

Lana's POV

This was it. Steven and I were both going to die.

But, I wasn't okay with that.

"Martin...Dad...we can figure it out..but just look...look at that picture...we can be like that." I whispered, gesturing to the same picture he was just admiring.

As soon as his head was turned, I kicked my leg back, and met his groin. He collapsed in pain, groaning. "AAGGH!"

Steven ran forward, clutching my hand, as I escaped Martin's grip. We ran towards the door, when I heard the gunshot. I collapsed instantly, and my ankle was on fire. Blood was oozing from where the bullet grazed it.

Steven knelt beside me quickly. "Oh my god..Lana!" I looked up to see my father trying to stand up, quite unsuccessfully, and falling back down to the ground, moaning.

I looked into Steven's eyes. "We have to go into my bedroom. It has a locked door. Call 911 right away."

Steven sprang into action, picking me up bridal style, and racing down the hallway to my bedroom.

We entered, and Steven locked the door. He placed me on the bed.

"Lana, are you okay? You need a hospital.."

"All i need is some guaze, and for you to call 911 right this second."

Steven whipped out his phone, and dialed.

"911, what's your emergency?"

*****

"So the attacker is your biological father?" The detective asked me.

About 10 minutes after Steven had called 911, the police and medics showed up. The paramedics had wrappped my ankle in guaze, and now I was sitting on my bed, answering questions.

"Yes. I didn't even know he existed until a couple weeks ago." I replied.

"Your father has a history of mental illness. You're lucky you got away." The detective, Morales, stated.

"What does this mean for him?" I asked.

"He'll be in prison for a long time. You'll be safe."

About an hour, and several more questions, later, the police and everyone else had left, leaving Steven and I.

Steven kissed my forehead, pulling me closer into his chest.

"That was terrifying..I thought I was about to lose you." he said.

"I was scared I was gonna lose you. I was trying to keep you from getting hurt. I was going to do whatever I could, even if that meant not letting you in. But, I'm glad you showed up. He was gonna kill me. Just like..he killed my mom."

Tears started to fill my eyes, and spill, but Steven wiped them away. He kissed me.

"I would sacrifice myself for you. I would do what it takes to protect you, to be the man you need. I love you. It'll be okay."

I smiled against Steven's chest. "With you, I know it will be. I love you, Steven."

I started to fade into sleep, but not before I heard Steven whisper: "I love you to the moon and back, Lana Rose."