Chapter 7: Heart and Soul

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(My longest update at this moment. Enjoy!)

(Allen's POV)

"Lie here." I told her.

"Stop it Allen!" Stella screamed.

"No way, I have been waiting for this time to come."

"Allen, please. Don't do this."

I reached for her shoulders and I slowly slide her clothes off using my fingers.

"Allen! Stop it!"

Then I pulled her hair and took a knife. "Will you shut up!"

"Allen, stop!"

I slapped her really hard. "I said shut up!"

Then I used the knife to cut off her top.

"Allen." She told me while she is crying. "Allen!"

I kissed her with force but she keeps on insisting so I held her head and took control on it.

I moved my hands to her waist. "Allen!!!"

"BAAAAAAAAAAAGGGG!"

(Stella's POV)

Luckily, Fred arrived at the scene where Allen is about to harass me.

"Fred, thank you."

He reached my hand and said, "Come on Miss Stella, I just escaped from them. Let's hurry."

I grabbed my clutch and run as fast as we can.

"Hey, there they are!"

"Run faster Miss Stella."

As I tried to run faster, my heels accidentaly flew off my shoe and it made me fall.

"Miss Stella!" Fred screamed.

I removed my shoes and get back up to run.

"Go and fire at them!"

I just closed my eyes and hold tightly to Fred as I hear loud noises from their guns.

"Miss Stella, let's hide here!"

"Oh Fred, thank you."

"Shhh. Thank me once we get out of here. Just stay quiet."

Then I heard footsteps coming towards us.

"Where are they?"

"They're not here. Call Miss Victoria."

"Miss Victoria, we lost the victims."

(Voice from a radio) "You f*cking idiots. Get out of there before someone sees the both of you."

"Okay, but Allen is still unconcious."

(Voice from a radio) "Forget about that guy, his job is done. Hurry up!"

"Yes, Miss Victoria."

As we heard their car drove away, we got out of our hiding place and ran to the nearest street we can get a taxi.

(Marissa's POV)

(Dismissal)

I just thought about giving up my love for Brian because I know that our relationship will never get as high as my expectation. I guess we're meant to be just friends.

"Hey Marissa, I went to a fortune teller lately." But then I recalled what Stephanie told me before. "Wow. That fortune teller might help me someday." So I thought why not give a try if Brian is really for me?

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