Chandler Riggs Imagines | √

What is going on?

Your Pov.

"You don't undertand!" I move my arms in exasperation.

"Well, I dont!" Chandler yelps.

"I'm done," I yell, "I'm done!" And then, I'm out the house.

Walking out the house, I hear the shutting of the door. For some weird reason, my heart sinks and a big lump rises in my throat. It was stupid from my part, but he was stupid too. I wanted to leave my parent's house and went to Chandler's to ask for help.

He didn't take it too well. He knew my necessity of leaving, of escaping, yet, he didnt care. He said I was too selfish, what if my parents came to his house and sued him. Of course, anger boiled in me. He was, probably still is, my boyfriend, why isn't he helping me on this when I need him the most?

I cross my arms on my chest and let a few tears fall down my cheek. You know how long I've kept those tears? So long. My parents don't care about me, they're so busy working, fighting, fighting over work, that they don't even realize I'm right beside them, breathing.

"Ssh," someone says behind me. I stop short and look at my surroundings. Bushes, trees, houses, cars.

"Who is there?" I ask with what is left of my voice.

No answer. My heart skips a beat, but then, I keep my way. The temperature is just as cold as my sweat. I send a glare back to Chandler's house; the lights of the living room are still on, but he isn't there anymore. Yes, he ditched.

Groaning, I turn my attention to the street.

And in an instant I'm send to the raspy pavement.

"Fuck," I groan, feeling hoe my skin cuts at the touch of the pavement. Someone holds my arms on my back.

"Stay put." A male voice says. My eyes open wide, and my heart starts hammering in my chest.

"Let me go," like a horror movie, I say. Of course, in vain. Not because I tell them to let me go, they will.

"Tie her up," the same male voice says, "Now!"

I'm pulled up from the pavement from a stuck of my hair. I groan in pain. I feel the cloth looping around my wrists and ankles. This is my chance. With a huge inhale, I scream.

"Help!" I scream. "Help me!"

Probably the same person turns me around in a strong grip, now I'm facing Chandler's house.

"Help!" I scream again with the top of my lungs before a man puts a hand on my mouth.

I mumble something beneath the man's hand and, thank god,  Chandler's door opens. Chandler gets out and takes a look to both of his sides. My panic rises and rises, so I bite the man's hand. He yelps in pain and I scream again.

This time, Chandler's head snaps in my direction with his eyes wide opened. I see his lips moving then, he's running in my direction. I have never seen him run this fast.

He's so bad at sports class that it feels unbelievable. My vision starts getting blurry because of the tears, and I try to scare them off, but they won't go away.

I mumble again and again. But Chandler's already near me. And then, a click.

My blood rans cold.

"Stop or I'll shoot her," the male voice says when I feel the cold metal against my skin. And this time, I lose it. Chandler lowers his pace and holds his hands up in surrender.

"Woah, woah," he says with his breath shaky, "easy there." Chandler takes one step closer, and the gun tightens against my skin. I close my eyes shut.

A click sounds. My blood rans colder. This is the end.

"Say good-bye."

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Woah, hey there.
I dont know if to do a second part. Tbh I wrote this a long time ago, so...
Hope you like this!
BTW, I don't know if I'm saying or not. My mom took away my phone :(.

I'm done with school in 2 more weeks.
Haha, love you all.