Kidnap Me I Might Play With Your Heart (WeeklyChris)

He could have killed me

"Stop!"

Chris tensed and so did I. The voice was loud yet not too close.

Chris brought himself off of me and stood up, he looked towards the door and back at me. No one was there, he looked out the window and in the bathroom, coming back In to the main room.

"Who the hell yelled that! What happened!? Did someone see us!?" Chris said above normal tone, angrily looking at me. "I don't know" I said quietly. "Stop!" We both heard the yelling again. Chris hurried to open the door.

"It's coming from down there" Chris said and moved towards me, he gabbed ahold of my arm and made me follow behind him. We reached the living room and I stopped in place, digging my feet into the ground when Chris tugged for me to move forward.

My whole body felt a shot of pain, and my guy felt empty.

Chad

Chas was there.

He was back.

Chad held arm gripped around Cam's arm. His other arm was brought up to Cam head, holding a gun. Chad looked over at me and Chris, Crawford and Brent stood helplessly in the room.

"Chad let go of Cam! And get the fuck out of my house!" Chris shouted letting go of my arm, Chad didn't move. "Anna, I thought you might want to come see Monica" Chad smiled evil, my heart stopped, the image of Monica flooding back though my mind.

I gulped, "you're sick!" I screamed and tried to move forward, one I reached Chris he stopped me. Chris brought his arm around my shoulder for a moment, he had compassion after seeing her body too.

"Cam, you see that, looks like they've gotten close" Chad taunted glancing at Cam, Chris glared at Chad. Chad glared back before speaking, "it's just a joke. You thought you fooled me, I know she's the girl. And always has been".

A chill ran through me. "Crawford take Anna away" Chris said lowly and Crawford moved our way. Crawford took my arm and led me onto the back porch. We both sat down on two of the chairs, Crawford cleared his throat but didn't speak.

"Crawford?" I asked, "wats Chad doing?". "You don't need to worry about it" he responded simply, "what does he want?" I asked again. "You. Ok he wants you. He came in and when we refused to get you, he took ahold of Cam. That's why we were yelling stop" Crawford tried to keep his voice down.

"Oh" I said quietly, at least no one saw me and Chris.

We both stayed silent as the time ticked on. Within the dead silence a terrorizing loud bang hollowed through the area.

A gun.

He shot.

Crawford frantically glanced at me before rushing to his feet and heading inside, I rushed after him. We both appeared in the living room and Chad looked over at us before speaking, "looks like she would care if I shot one of you" he glared into my eyes.

The situation was a bit different. Chad still held the gun to Cam head and Brent stood facing Chris and Chad. But Chris now as holding a gun, he stood a decent space away but had it aimed at Chad. The thing that shocked me the most was to see Chris holding a gun. And he looked like he new what he was doing.

"Chad I'm not afraid to shoot" Chris warned, "neither am I" Chad smiled "you should know that".

"Chad your so sick! You better burn in hell!" I yelled out angrily, but soon regretted it. Chad released Cam and moved towards me, harshly grabbing my arm and pressing the gun to my head. Chris turned and raised his gun back to Chad.