Chapter 8

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"Chels could you check what time it is?"

"Yeah sure I-t I-s 12:45"

"Aghh shit, im about to be late"

"Yes sergeant Daniel" I made a salute gesture with my hand

"Im a detective not some army guy"

"Mhmm you keep telling youself that"

"I will. Erm im gunna change again and your gunna be here alone. So here,£20 order a pizza or something"

"They have pizza in this place?"

"Have you never heard of pizza before"

"I HAVE, I just thought they didn't because it seems so isolated here"

"Mhmm you keep telling yourself that. When I get back I can help you collect all the undamaged things"

"Thank you"

"Dont you have work aswell? "

"No, my workplace just got robbed so you know, no work"

Daniel ran upstairs with speed and in no less than 3 minutes he was all dressed and ready to go. He wore an all black suite with a white top and burgundy tie. I thought detectives wore things like a brown trench coat with a magnifying glass.

"Look at you mister classy"

"I try my best" he grabbed his phone off the table

"See you later Chelsea and could you pop down to the store and buy some more strawberries. Dinner is going to be great"

"Erm I thought you were no cook?"

He wiped the tip of his nose with his finger.
Liar he IS a cook

"Im not a cook im just good at it. And buy other things if you want"

He threw a £10 note in my direction

"Stay safe Chelsea"
Stay safe... I remember him telling me that almost 20 times this whole week. Im not even a clumsy person?

"You to"

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Since I had nothing better to do within the 30 minutes I had after watching a boring documentary I decided to just go to the grocery store.

I made the 5 minute drive walking since my car keys were in the house so it took me like 15 minutes to walk to the strore

'Kwik-e-store' is that ment to be funny? Thats a real copy of the 'kwik-e-mart' from the Simpson's.

I grabbed a small shopping basket rather than a big trolley because Im only buying fruit. How many anyways?

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even see the man infront of me

"YOU, why does it always seem like your following me?"

Simon manson was standing infront of me

"Im sorry sir-"
"Help. Leave me alone," blood was trickling down my face and over the man's hand that held me by the neck."please, Stop"

"Stop,"I accidentally said aloud
Oh oh

"Sir im sorry if it seems that way but I dont know anything about this place, maybe you could help me?"

"Ok, pay for your stuff and let us leave, I'll take you on a little tour"

What am I doing?. I smiled weakly at his words and paid for the fruits.

I got into his car and we drove off into the village

"So are you married?"

Why is he asking me personal questions

"No"

The car pulled over.

"Really"

His hands slid up my thighs and slid back down again."your a pretty lady. Its a great wonder why your not married. Boyfriend though?"

"No"

"Oh" his hand was already stroking my hair out of its lose ponytail. His head only centimetres away from my neck. I started to breathe heavily

"Why not? hmm"

"I just like to be alone"

The doors were already locked. How am I supposed to get out?

"Is that so?. Wouldn't you rather be with someone. Even for a little while? "

His lips were already touching my neck. I moved away.

"Are you scared of me miss Johnson?"

"No"

"Alright then" his hands were wrapped around my back and was pulling me closer towards him. He continued to kiss my

neck and moved closer to my face. I need to get out! I wrapped my arms around his so it seemed like I enjoyed what he was doing. I tried to unlocked the door quietly but it made a pit of a noise, I groaned to cover up the sound and held him tightly so he wouldn't move. He moved his lips closer to mine I had to do the same so that he wouldn't suspect anything. He shoved his tongue into my mouth gross and continued as if he were trying to steel my teeth nasty idiot. I grabbed my bag silently and pinched his back "Chelsea" he moaned. I opened the door behind me and pretended to fall out. "Oh look at the time, im late" even though there was no watch on my wrist

"Do you need a ride baby"
Hell no

" I can walk"

Before he could say anything else I was already power walking down the road. In less than 2 minutes I was at Daniel's home and still panicked from the recent events that just took place.

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"Chelsea? " I nearly had a heart attack. I honestly thought it was Simon. I was still panicking after an hour and thirty minutes. It was three o clock and Daniel was scheduled to be back.

"You alright? "
No

"Yeah?"

I could see that he didn't believe me because it sounded like a question and he gave me an unapproved look

"Whats wrong Chels? "

I began to tell him the events of the grocery store but made sure to leave out the part about my vision.

"What?, do you even know the man?"

I wanted to say no but then that would of raised more awareness "yes"

"Who is he?"

"His name is Simon Manson he's one of my 'clients' "

"Oh my, how could this happen. I shouldn't have told you to leave the house"

"It's not your fault. You never knew"

There was a great pause, alomost two minutes of silence.

"Don't worry Chelsea, I'll keep you safe. There's no reason to be scared.

I hugged him tightly making sure to squeeze every bit of him into me as if squeezing him will mould himself into me.

I looked up at him and gave him a small kiss. It would have been a small kiss but I was so lost in him that I couldn't help but stay there. I moved my head back when I finally realized what I was doing.

"Sorry" im so pathetic. I began to walk back

"Chelsea-" he walked towards me and our lips colided once again."don't be"
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