His Little Angel

Twenty-Six

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Chapter 26
Lisa's PoV

After what felt like hours of getting thrown around like a rag doll I seemed to think I am.
I had a cut from my hairline to my left eyebrow by getting hit with glass, my whole body felt like it was on fire, from all the punches I have received from Peter. He knew he was doing what he planned on doing to me cause I saw a flash of amusement in his eyes, "You should try and fight back, you Bitch." Peter's voice littered with hatred for me, or my family.

I spit in his face, "I rather fucking die!" I said while I delivered him a punch of my own, which kinda left me with a few minutes to run, I got up and started to run to the door. Peter grabbed my ankle, causing me to hit the floor with a yell.

I heard faint footsteps in the distance, along with the doors breaking off their hinges, until our door swung open revealing Chase.

Oh, no. This isn't good.

Time seemed to go by very slowly, like someone threw a spell or something. OKAY I know, I need to get out more... I'm trying don't judge my geekiness.

After I heard the gunshot and the cold barrel on my jawline, Time came back and all I know is that I'm about to die or live... Mostly about to die..

"Peter let her go!" A very angry Chase said, but it wasn't my Chase. Someone else that I know for a fact nobody can help with this creature that has possessed him.

James ran up from behind Chase, "C-Chase calm d-down." I tried to reassure him, until Peter pushed the barrel of the gun harder on my jaw and I took a heavy intake breath.

Chase and James snapped out of their daydream and faced reality, "Peter you don't know what you're doing." James said as he put down his gun. Chase looked shocked and pointed the gun at Peter and I... Hopefully Peter.

"If you take one more step forward, I'll end her. Right here. Right Now." Peter tightened his grip around my throat with his forearm.

I remembered something. An Idea popped its way into my head. I took my right leg and slowly lifted it up, when it was in a good position I took all my strength I had and put it on my foot and kicked his knee, with a loud groan. Cold air hit my throat and I took a short breath and I was free. I ran behind Chase and once he knew I was with him. He took forever and I grabbed a gun and I wasn't hesitating to pull the trickier and kill the man.

James turned toward Chase and I. Chase turned around and took the gun away from me... all I did was slammed my lips onto his cute, perfect, soft lips. He took a step back and leaned into the kiss with his free hand resting on my small waist.

I heard footsteps letting go of Chase's lips with mine... James was gone.

Walking slowly down the stairs with Chase's arm around my hip I eventually made it down the stairs without dying. Looking around the place, dried blood, bodies lined up in small rows. Ryker, Charlie, and Levi looked around the room like they were missing something.

"Chase?" I said looking up at him. A flash of hurt mixed with something that I cannot decipher.

Chase looked down at me before starting "I um.." then was immediately cut off by a groan followed by glass broken.

Char, and Levi went to go check it out, Chase and I slowly limped over to what looked like the kitchen, I then saw Ryker holding his bleeding stomach. I let go of Chase and limped and ran to Ryker.

"Ryker, Ryker.. Listen to me, I'm here." I said as I hesitantly put my hands to his stomach.
"Who did this?" I said looking around trying to find the suspect.
Ryker moved his head to the right and took in my beaten look, "Who the hell hurt you?! I'll tell you later. He's done." I was about to respond till Chase spoke for me.

"Peter. Peter's already dead." Chase said coldly which made me want to go up and hug him. Levi and Char took Ryker back to the house fifteen minutes later, Leaving me with Chase for the long ride home.

Did I forget to mention that Chase's house is gonna be my safe home... anywhere with him would be my safe home. I turned and looked at him, smiling until he looked at me for a few seconds then back to the road.

"Why are you looking at me like that Angel?" He said in his husky voice that I learned to love, I continue to stare at this God made Boy.

"Oh nothing..." I said smiling looking away, "Just wanted to say that I love you." I mumbled the last part, but he heard.

"I love you more than anything in this world my Sweet Little Angel." With that said I giggled and felt my heart melt for the boy who made my heart melt just for the way he is.