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Tanners POV

It was a normal Saturday morning, I woke up to Ady's lips kissing mine and began to smile. "Good morning sleepy head" she said, and I just stared into her eyes, loving everything about her. "Good morning to you too, babe" I said, and pulled her onto me so her legs were across my body and we began to kiss. I ran my hand up and down her back, as she was just wearing one of my t-shirts and some lacey underwear. She then pulled away smiling at me and saying, "Can you go make me some breakfast please? Maybe some bacon and pancakes?" I knew those where her favorite. "Sure" I said smiling and giving her one last peck on the lips. I loved to cook for her, it reminded me of something a married couple would do. I walked out into the kitchen and began making the pancake batter, and heard her music begin to play, which I was used to because she always loved listening to her old music, especially in showers. Sometimes we would even just take one together and dance and sing along together like total crazy people, but I loved it and I love her, so we didn't even care at all. I was immediately interrupted from my thoughts when all of a sudden I heard a scream come from the bathroom. Panicking, I grabbed a knife just in case and ran to the door, calling her name. I tried to open the door but it was locked. I freak out and begin to kick and pound on it, all while still calling her name without getting a single response. I then hear her screaming even more and calling my name, and that's when my stomach drops. I could hear the pain and desperation in her voice, I knew I had to do everything possible because she was in danger and I was not going to lose her. Then out of nowhere her screams where cut off and I finally busted the door open, only to see her being pushed out of the window with a man in front of her. The image I saw on her face before she was pushed was one full of fear, and I reassured myself that that was not gonna be the last one I ever saw. So much anger built up inside me, thinking that he actually just did that to her. I got a quick glance at him, guessing he was about my age, just before I punched him in the face and began repeating that, beating the living crap out of him, while also getting some punches thrown back at me. Once he looked pretty beat up, I ran over to the window to see her. Looking at her just laying there hurt me more than anything else in the world. I heard her crying and was saying "I'm comi-" when all of a sudden I was cut off by the guy jerking me backward, sending me to the ground and knocking the wind out of me, and then everything went black.

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