Chapter Nineteen

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Chelsea's POV

My head snapped up as I heard a gun shot go off. I was wondering what was happening. My gut feeling was that someone was here to help me and they had been taken down by the old neighbor. The girl looked at me in confusion before she shook her head. She had no idea why there were gunshots going off either. 

"What's happening?" I questioned, clear panic in my tone of voice.

"I'm not sure.Let me---" she started

Suddenly, the door got kicked in, causing us both to jump a little. I almost passed out when I saw who was standing in front of me. It was my ex Jeff. He was wearing a white t-shirt that was stained with blood. His clothes were messed up, leading me to believe he had been in a struggle.

"Chelsea! Don't worry baby I got you!" He yelled.

"W-what do you mean?" the girl said, as she rose from her seat. 

Jeff said nothing. Instead he looked at her with anger. She stepped back a little bit and placed her hands in the air. The gun was pointed directly at her.

"You know what you did you sick bitch! Tying her up in here, while your crooner does sexual things to her!"He yelled, the gun waving around a little bit.

"What are you talking about?! I---" 

A shot went off. I watched as a bullet ran through the middle of her head and she fell to the floor. Blood started to pool around her head. Her eyes still open, watching us with a glaze.My mouth fell open. I couldn't believe that he would do such a thing. I was also glad that he was here to get me. 

"Its all okay baby. I got you." Jeff said as he ran to my chair and started to untie the rope. 

He placed the gun in his pants behind his back. Once I was free, I stood up and grabbed him in my arms. There were tears that were starting to run down my face. I was so happy. He hugged me back tight and rubbed my back for comfort. We stayed this way for a while until I pulled back from him.

"How did you find me?" I asked him.

"I was in the area and I thought I would stop by. I saw that the back window was broken and the light were off so I decided to sneak around and see if you were alright." he explained to me. 

I smiled and kissed him on the cheek lightly. "Thank you for saving me." I said to him as he grabbed my hand.

He led me out of the room and down the stairs. The house was a mess. I held onto him tightly as we made our way through the kitchen. Suddenly, we both heard the sound of something drop. I clutched onto him and started to look around the unlit home. 

"Are you sure you killed him?" I whispered to Jeff.

He nodded yes, and placed his arm around my waist tightly. We walked over to the front door.

"Wait!" I hear a familiar voice yell out behind us. 

I turned around and saw Harry standing in a doorway. His face had cuts on it and he looked like he had crawled out of hell. My eyes widened as I looked at him. 

"Harry?" I called out. 

I was so happy to see him. I tried to run towards him, but Jeff held me tighter. He squeezed my right arm and pulled the gun out of his pants, placing it at the temple of my head. I was panicking. I didn't know what was going on. 

"Stop right there or I swear to God, I'll blow her fucking brains out!" Jeff yelled at Harry.

Harry stopped in his tracks and looked into my eyes. I pleaded with him not to disobey him. He sighed and placed his hands up in defense. 

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