Determined to Live PT3

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(This chapter contains scary shit. Read at your own risk.)

Y/N POV:

We were all breaking down in laughter when it happened.

Mostly everyone had left the party, leaving Ariana, Caleb (my brother) and his wife Megan, my niece and nephew, Courtney, Joan, Frankie, Nonna, Alex, and I. Caleb had just told a story about me when I was 6, and everyone thought it was hilarious. 

I was curled up into Arianas side while her arm was over my shoulder, rubbing my hand subconsciously. She was cracking up at the story, which I will murder her for later, while I rolled my eyes and took a few sips of my martini. 

"Ok, laugh all you want, you would be crying aswell if your stuffed bear was obliterated by your dads fart!" I said, now annoyed.  

The laughter eventually died down and we were about to play 'Catch Phrase' when a sound came from upstairs. It wasn't a small bump or a pipe creaking, it was a loud crash and it sounded like a window was broken. I immediately shot up and held my hand out to the people on the floor.

"Stay here and don't move." 

I slid my gun out quietly and slipped upstairs, Alex close behind me. Muffled footsteps could be heard from mine and Arianas bedroom. My hand found the sliver doorknob and I turned to my partner and mouthed,

Three

Two

One

I kicked in the door and pointed my gun around the room. There was a large man hunched over my vanity, ripping out the drawers and tearing my photos down. Alex lurched forward and grabbed him, pulling him to the ground.

"Have any handcuffs?" He asked as he pinned the man with his knee.

"Yeah." I said, tossing him a pair from my nightstand. 

While he handcuffed the man I picked up my drawers and mauled pictures. Alex dragged him out of the room and downstairs, and I heard him tell someone it was safe to head up.

 Footsteps pounded on the floor and Ariana burst in, looking around for me. She hurried over and hugged me tightly, kissing my cheek.

"Are you ok?" She asked.

I didn't answer, I was to busy staring at the message carved into my desk.

You are next, Y/N.



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