Chapter Twenty Five

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We get cuddled up on the sofa, Daniel and I. "This show is gross" Daniel comments as I unpause Greys Anatomy. I chuckle and rest my head in his shoulder.

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"Macy, baby wake up" I flutter my eyes open to see Daniel hovering over me. "You have to get up. Now." He says sternly, I swing my legs off the bed and get up. He grabs my hand swiftly and pulls me out the door. "What's happening?" I ask, "shhh" he whispers. I nod and he slows down once we get at the bottom of the staircase. He presses up against the wall and touches my stomach and pushes me against the wall gently. When we get close to the door he drags me out of the house, sprinting, holding my hand in the entire process. He leaves the door open and runs to the rest of the boys who were at the bottom of the small hill in the front of their house. "What is going on!?" I whisper. "There is somebody in our house" Jonah answers quickly, "I-I saw him" Daniel pants, out of breath. "He had brown hair, and- and he had brown eyes. His shirt was black with white stripes." We nod in understanding, "he- wants you Macy. He asked for you, I punched him, knocked him out and got you." I stood there, confused. "I called the cops" Jack says. I take a deep breath while nodding again, not being able to speak. "Wait" I snap in realization, "d-did he have a tattoo" Daniel nods. "What was it?" "It looked- it looked like a skull and cross bones, with roses behind it on his forearm." "Oh my god.." I trail off, "th-that's Andrew" I look directly at Daniel, his deep blue eyes turn gray with fury. He watch him as he clenches his jaw. "Who is Andrew?" questions Zach, finally talking. "M-my ex" I explain. "He was also the person who threw the brick through the window"' I see all their eyes widen in shock. "What now?" Jonah asks after a moment of silence. "I guess we have to wait until the cops get here" replies Zach.

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"When did you last see him?" asks the policeman named Preston. "In the kitchen," says Daniel, we watch as the four police men enter the house armed.

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The three of my men and I barge into the front door only to see a man laying on the ground
bleeding from his nose. We pick him up and put him in hand cuffs before carrying him out of the house. "Do you recognize him?" I ask the girl standing in front of me.

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"T-that's Andrew" I stutter nervously. The man nods and throws him in the police car.

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