DREW'S POV
I went over to Chloe's house to go check up on her.She gave me a spare key.
Like usual, her parents were at work.
I walked up the stairs to her room.
I went to open her door.
It was locked.
I knocked.
"Chlo Chlo, open up." I said.
I heard nothing.
"Chlo, is everything okay?" I asked.
"Please just come back tomorrow." She said.
"Not until you tell me what's going on." I said.
"Please just come back tomorrow. I'll be better." She said.
"I'm not leaving until you come out. You know you're my only plans." I said.
I heard her sigh.
I'm not leaving.
She's never like this.
I sit and lean my back against her door.
I heard a piece of paper being torn and a light sob.
"Chloe, come on. It's not good to keep things botteled up." I said.
"Just go away." She cried.
"Not leaving." I said.
She's a tough egg to crack, but she's worth every fight.
I stay outside her door.
I check the time.
An hour has passed.
I hear another small sob.
"Chloe, baby, please let me in." I pleaded.
"No!" She yelled.
I leaned my head against the door.
"Come on, baby." I whispered.
Another hour has passed.
I heard her moving towards the door.
With hope in my heart, I stand up.
But then I hear her go back to her bed.
She was probably still checking to see if I'm still here.
Surprise.
I am.
Thirty minutes has passed.
I get desperate and Google how to pick a lock.
Fortunately, my prayers are answered and she opens the door.
I stand up and look at her.
She was covered in ink marks.
Her face was tear stained.
I hold her.
"What happened?" I asked walking us back into her room.
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Just Saying
Romance"You should leave him cause it really makes me say 'just saying.'"