Chapter 23

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Chapter 23 (Chloe's pov)

**The night before Halloween**

"Kaaaaaat!" I yell. "Where the hell did you go?" I walk around the costume store, looking for her. "Katirina! I swear if you don't come out I'm-"

"Chloe, relax. I'm right here," I hear her soft voice say behind me. I turn and sigh in relief.

She's wearing a soft yellow sweater that covers her small baby bump and a pair of loose blue jeans. She is holding a cat costume in one hand.

When Kat found out that she was pregnant, she immediately came to me first. She knew I'd accept her and she wanted support for when she told Chad, just in case he, for some ungodly reason, rejected her.

He didn't, of course. No, instead he crushed her in a hug of excitement. He was glad to have someone carrying on his family name.

"Kat, you know I hate when you leave my sight," I whisper.

"I know, but I was trying on my costume," she says, wrapping her arms around me. She rubs her hand gently over my own baby bump, which is 3 times the size of Kat's.

I'm already 4 months along with my pregnancy. Kat is 3 months along.

During a recent ultrasound I took Alex with me to go see, I found out that I'm pregnant with 3 kids. Alex had stared hard at the screen, looking almost as if he'd kill something. But then his face lit up like a little kid's. He set his hand on my abdomen, and his eyes widened when he felt a kick. But it wasn't just one kick, it was 3. Every time he moved his hand, he got kicked or punched. He would lay at night talking to them, enjoying having bonding time with them.

I sigh and pat Kat's head. "Just tell me next time. I don't like not knowing where you are."

She nods her head. "Yes, Coco."

I keep an arm around her and look through the costumes.

A familiar scent brushes against my nose, causing me to reel back at the horrific scent.

It's Zack...the guy who raped me.

Kat, noticing my distress, grabs a couple random costumes and ushers me into a changing room, ignoring an employee. She hands me the costumes and closes the door.

I set the costumes on one of the hooks and sit down on the small chair in the room. I keep my eyes trained on Kat's feet, which are exposed underneath the door. I hold my breath, anxiety and panic gripping me.

Suddenly, a wave of calm hits me and I relax. I wrap my arms around my belly in a protective way.

That's when I hear talking.

"Where is she?" A deep male voice asks.

"Where is who?" I hear Kat ask, her tone innocent.

The man, who I'm figuring is Zack, laughs. "Don't play innocent with me, kid. Where the hell is she?"

"I don't know who you're talking about," Kat tells him.

A loud smack sounds, and I see Kat fall to the floor on her side.

Anger bubbles up and replaces my anxiety and panic. It's as if something inside me snapped. I snarl and rip the door off its hinges. I give Zack a vicious glare, then turn my attention to Kat. I kneel beside her and scoop her up carefully. I take her into the changing room and set her on the chair. I turn back to Zack.

His blond hair is styled in a buzz cut. His green eyes twinkle mischievously at me. He crosses his arms and looks my up and down, frowning.

"When I heard you were pregnant, I didn't think you were this pregnant," he tells me.

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