Chapter 11🤍

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Trent's pov

The bright and gleaming sun looked down on Trent, waking him whilst his alarm did the same. He stretched his arms widely and yawned. He had to go home in 30 minutes so he can get his stuff for training. Ella was most likely still sleeping so he tired his best to be quiet as he went downstairs to check if anything had happened during the night. He first checked in the living room before making his way to the kitchen. Ella's living area was nothing if not spotless and organised. As he entered the kitchen, he felt uneasy. He couldn't place his finger on why but he knew something wasn't right. He looked around everywhere until gave up and leaned over the window. He lowered his head to look outside.

"Shit!" He said out loud, startled as it caught him off guard completely.

It was real. She really was being stalked. A black figure wearing a black mask stared him right in the eyes. Instantly, he ran upstairs bursting into Ella's room.

"Ella wake up!" He wasn't scared but he wanted to keep her safe as he made his way over to her.

"What?" She mumbled, turning to burying her face in her pillow.

"He's here."

"Who?" She continued to mumble.

"The stalker, I saw him." Trent clarified still standing by her bedroom door.

"What?"

"He was in the back looking up at me." Trent was almost taking a step inside but didn't want to be intrusive.

"Did you see the face?"

"No he was wearing a mask, you're coming training with me"

"Huh?"

"Get dressed, we're going in 5 minutes, come on." He imagined what would have happened if he wasn't there, maybe she would've gotten hurt or maybe worse.

"Can you not go beat him up or something?" She was too lazy to get up but her heart was pounding.

"No Ella, I have a match soon I'm not gonna fight someone who could be dangerous, come on get dressed we're going." Trent was desperate to get her out them out like a busy mum.

He quickly shut the door letting her get ready in peace but begging her to hurry up internally. After Trent and Ella had changed, they rushed down stairs to leave the apartment stepping into his car. Ella eyes were still closing by themselves slowly as she rested her hand on her cheek.

"Ella, this is not ok." He started up the car and drove off to the highway.

"What that some crazy manic psychos stalking me? I'm so sick and tired of this worthless piece of-"

"I have to go to mine quick so I can get changed and get my stuff and then we're going training." He cut her off.

"Ok." Ella looked down then cupped her left cheeks again staring outside the passenger's door.

Her mind had questions on repeat on a regular but this was the one that stuck out the most right now. What would have happened if she was alone? Maybe it was someone she didn't know or a crazy fan. Either way she knew she would be safe today because she had Trent by her side. The sun continued to smile upon them as they had arrived at Trent's. Ella was in shock at how big and luxurious his house was.

"Wow!" Ella's eyes widened.

"I'm coming back, just stay here and don't touch anything." Trent glanced at her before stepping out and jogging to his front door.

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