Stressed Pt. 2

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*PENNY*

As I peaked outside the window at Jacob in that bush, I realized what he had in his hands.

It was binoculars. And a walkie talkie.

However, he wasn't lookin at me. He was lookin at another window. Well, me being the G I am, decided to tuck and roll to the door, and slowly opened it up. I crawled throughout the upstairs level trying to find at least ONE person who was done showering. Guess I got lucky, cuz I found two people who weren't. Peyton and Princeton. 

Peyton- Penny wtf you doing crawling on the floor?

Me- STFU, Jacob's creepy ass is outside in a bush lookin at someone through binoculars! And now I don't think he alone cuz he got a walkie talkie.

Princeton- Okay, we need to go outside and get em. Come on!

So we all quietly crawled down the stairs being real careful cuz some other creep could be in the house. 

Peyton- Wait

She crawled to the kitchen and grabbed 3 knives for us. And then, we made our way outside.

Staying low to the ground, I lead them to where I saw Jacob. When we were about to turn the corner of the house, we heard a voice. Jacob.

Jacob- Yeah man, I see her right now.

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Jacob- Well hurry tf up and get in there man! We aint got all day!

My heart dropped. Someone is in the house. I turned around and saw Peyton and Princeton lookin the same way I did. I wanted to go back in there and stop whoever it was, but it was too damn risky at this point, so we continued to listen. 

Jacob- Aye man, you gotta be careful, we can't let those guys get in the way of this. Just get in, get her, and get tf out. 

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Jacob- Nah. Man, the one with the straight black hair.

Shit. He goin after Kenya. My fear quickly turned into anger. I guess Peyton saw that. Cause Peyton put her hand on my shoulder as she silently cried. Damn Peyton this aint the time to be cryin tho. But then I realized why she was. It was Princeton. He was already goin back in the house to save his girlfriend. Welp, guess it's up to me and Peyton to handle Jacob. 

Jacob- Nigga, hurry tf up, I aint got shit on me! Not my gun, not my knives, nothing! We gotta get up on outta here!

I turned around to Peyton, who had this evil grin on her face. Time for a lil lesson Jacob. Since we couldn't say anything, I motioned out the plan to Peyton. She was gon try to be all nice and shit to Jacob. It had to work since they were pretty close before, and Jacob always had a soft spot for her. Peyton was gon make sure Jacob's back was towards me, and then it was time to show him a trick or two with this dope ass knife I got. So, Peyton got up and just started walking, acting like she aint even know Jacob was there. When she got close to the bush, that's when it happened.

Jacob- Pssst, Peyton! Peyton, over here!

Peyton- OMG. Jacob what are you doing?!

Jacob- Hey come here for a second... *he got out the bush and softly touched her hand*

Peyton- Jacob, don't touch me. 

Damn, Peyton is good at this! Even gettin Jacob to reach out to her!

Jacob- Peyton I can ex-

Peyton- No, just quit. You tried to kill me and my friends.

Jacob- No, trust me, I've changed... and I need your help with something...

That's when he did it. He moved so his back was towards me. Peyton just casually kept talkin to him as she glanced over and saw me coming creeping towards him.

Peyton- Ugh.... what is it?

Jacob- Well you se---

Right when I thought I had him, he turned around and twisted my wrist, leaving the knife millimeters away from my throat.

Jacob- Thought you had me huh?

Peyton- Jacob! Leave her alone! 

Jacob- Only if you come with me Peyton.

Me- No Peyton don't!!! 

Peyton- I gotta Penny, you can't die. 

All I could do was look at her. A single tear rolled down her face, and then it hit me. I got the idea. You see, Jacob's back was towards Peyton, and she still had the knife. I gave her THE look, and of course she quickly remembered.

Jacob- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT!

You see, Peyton didn't stab him near the heart, she sliced his leg, trying to make him suffer. He let go of my grip and Peyton and I attacked. Punches and kicks thrown everywhere. Jacob nailed me one good time in my cheek I'm not gon lie, but Peyton sliced his arm too, revealing another scream from Jacob. He got Peyton a good few times after that and us three continued to fight.... and then it happened.

The scream. From in the house. 

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