Chenford Story ✔️

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A/N thank you guys for 100 votes and 5k views on my first ever story it really encourages me to continue writing and making new stories so thanks.

Lucy's POV

I woke up to the sounds of a phone ringing. I had fallen asleep in the living room, Tim in the other sofa while Juniper was in her crib upstairs. It was 3am, why was someone calling?
Tim woke up after a second and picked up his phone, unaware that I was also awake.
Either way I could only hear what Tim was saying.

"Hello, Tim Bradford speaking?"
"Oh, hello, to what do I owe this pleasure?"
"What do you mean gone?!"
"Well what am I meant to tell her?!"
"You can't really expect me to do that!"
"Just find him!"
"Goodbye!"

Tim sounded irrationally angry, I wondered what was so wrong with that conversation.

I decided I would ask in the morning, or see if he brought it up. 3am Lucy was not in the right mind to be making decisions.

*The next morning*

"Hey... Tim?"
"Yeah Lucy?"
"What was that phone call about... last night?"
Tim seemed to panic for just a second before regaining his composure.
"I-it wasn't anything you need to know about."
"Sure Tim, you seemed... Agitated?"
"It's nothing Lucy. Can't you just... drop it!"
I nodded and walked to wake up Juniper, not fully believing him.

Tim's POV

I woke up at 3am to a phone call. Lucy was asleep on the other sofa but I could see her eyes fluttering at the sound of the phone ringing.

"Hello Tim Bradford speaking?"
"Hello Bradford this is Grey."
"Oh, hello. To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"Tim... Emmet escaped prison and disappeared without a trace. He's gone."
"What do you mean gone?!"
"No one has any idea where he is. Somehow he escaped."
"What am I meant to tell her?!"
"For now, don't tell her anything. You can tell her once he is safely back in prison"
"You can't really expect me to do that!"
"I'm sorry Tim. You know how badly she would worry if she knew he was out. It's your call at the end of the day but I think this is what's best."
"Just find him!"
"We will Tim. Until then keep yourselves safe. Goodnight Tim"
"Goodnight"

Emmet escaped prison. He was out. Sure he was a wanted criminal and probably wouldn't get very far but still. I needed to protect Lucy and Juniper.

I barely slept, just sat awake listening for any signs of Emmet. At about 4 am I started scrolling through pages of home security systems to buy.

Lucy's POV

Tim is hiding something from me, he thinks I can't tell but I can. It's easy to know when something is wrong with him. I know him too well for either of us to be able to hide anything from the other.

Tim keeps looking around, as if he's looking for something or someone. I just don't know who or what. We're at the park, in pushing Juniper on a baby swing, and Tim is just sat on a nearby bench, sometimes calling someone on the phone, sometimes just watching around us. He just always seems on edge.

"Tim, are you sure everything's ok?"
"Lucy, everything is fine. Just go play with out daughter or something."
Rude much?
I just rolled my eyes and walked off to continue playing with Juniper.
Tim was definitely hiding something from me. I cared less about what he was hiding, more about the fact that even after everything we had done together, Tim still didn't trust me.

My phone rang.
"Hello? Lucy Chen speaking?"
"Hello Lucy. You know who this is. Don't you."
Of course knew who that was.
The woman who Caleb idolised.
The serial killer who was notorious for burying people alive.
Rosalind Dyer.

"What do you want. Rosalind"
"I thought that was so very obvious Lucy."
"You want me. Don't you."
"I want you to suffer. Like you made Emmet suffer. But don't worry. He'll come to find you soon."
"How? Emmet's in jail, just like you. And unless you forgot, both of you have practically life sentences."
"Oh. Your little Timmy hasn't told you yet?"
"T-told me what?"
"Emmet's out. He escaped last night."
So that was why Tim was looking like someone was coming to kill me. Emmet had escaped prison.
And Tim hadn't told me.
I hung up the phone.

I wouldn't tell Tim I knew. I would wait, see how long it took for him to tell me. I'm the meantime I would just need to keep Juniper and myself safe. By whatever means necessary.

Tim's POV

Lucy seemed... Distracted.
She just got a phone call and now she is looking at Juniper like she is the most precious thing in earth. I mean she is, but Lucy has never looked at her exactly like that before, like she's... Delicate.

I checked my phone again, hoping that maybe someone had messaged me about Emmet.
Nothing.
God why had no one found him yet.

Lucy's POV

It had been a week since Rosalind started calling. She continued, one call, every 6 hours like clockwork. Each time I picked up. I didn't really know why.
Now it was time for the next call.
At 4am.

"Hello again Rosalind"
"Hello Lucy."
"What do you want this time."
"Ohh straight to the point today aren't we."
"What. Do. You. Want? I have been picking up your calls every six hours for a week and I know that under your guise of just asking about my life, and what has happened in the last six hours, you want something. So I ask again. Why are you calling?"
"Angry today aren't we."
"Rosalind."
"Lucy."
"Why?"
"Look outside."
I opened the curtains.
The moonlight shone on the back garden of Tim's house.
A message was spelt on the grass using fresh human blood.

'im going to kill you'