Instantly after reading the letter I start to panic. Who sent this to me, am I being stalked? Is he going to kill me now too? I don't know what I did to deserve this, yet here I am. Pulling out my phone I call the only person I can think of. Chase. He said he will protect me, and right now I don't feel safe even in my own home. I just hope he gets here soon.
"HhelloO" a slightly groggy Chase says
"Um, hi Chase. Can you come over? I have something i want to show you. Please" I whisper my voice cracking on the last word.
"Are you Okay?" He asks suddenly more awake.
"Yeah but please just come over."
"I'm on my way" I hear before he hangs up.
Ten minutes pass and I start to get worried. Chase isn't here yet and he hasn't texted me back. I hope he's okay. I'm just worried because of what happened this morning, but my anxiety makes me paranoid.
Chase
"HhelloO" I croak out trying to sound as tired as I can as if she had just woken me up.
"Um, hi chase?" I hate being called that its such a stupid name.
"Can you come over?" Of course I can I'm right outside your house.
"I have something I want to show you." Okay perfect so she doesn't think it's me than, slowly creeping away from her house so she doesn't hear my footsteps over the phone I make my way towards my car.
"I'm on my way." I sputter trying to sound anxious before hanging up. I've got to change and head there again, give myself time so she won't be suspicious.
Allison
A knock on the door interups my thoughts and I jump. Quickly running to the door I open it to find a tired looking Chase standing there.
"I had to run here. My car broke down" he says in a breathy, tired voice. "What's going on?"
"Nothing you had to run here for" I say a little embarrassed.
"If you're scared yes it is"
I grab the letter off the floor where I dropped it and pass it to him. As I do his eyes seem to cloud over, and he scans it instantly like he's seen the letter before, but that would be impossible.
"What is this?" He asks his voice small and seemingly forced.
"I don't know. I just got it this morning" I reply his eyes scanning down the paper at incredible speed.
"What do you want to do with it?" He asks in a small voice.
"I want to hand it into the police"
"Why would you do that?" He asks suddenly mad. "I mean there's no reason to, it's just a letter from someone trying to scare you" he says calmer.
"Yeah you're right" I say keeping to myself my plans to hand it in later anyways. I don't want him to be mad at me.
...
Chase stayed with me all day. Searching the house for anything and just plain old calming me down. Everytime I see that picture I cry. I never knew Elizabeth personally but no one deserves to die like that. Getting all my courage up I grab the letter off the counter and start my walk to the bus stop. I'm handing it into the police. I don't care what Chase says. Someone needs to see this.
The air outside my house is cool and calming, but for some reason I'm on edge. It feels like someone's watching me. I start walking anyways trying my best to ignore it, yet the sound of someone walking behind me makes me pick up my pace. Its probably just another person. Don't be so foolish Ally. The footsteps die down and my heart seems to calm enough for me to wait for the bus. Its supposed to come in eight minutes, and I'm really hoping it's not late.
Ten minutes roll on. Then twenty and the bus never shows up. Deciding it's not going to show up I start to walk to the police station instead. I might as well just not even try to sleep tonight because I'm not gonna get any. Its going to take me a hour just to get there and probably a few hours of questioning.
...
"Hi my name is Allison i'd like to report something" I squeak out staring at the stone like women.
"What is it you'd like to report?" She asks in a deep smokers voice.
"I have some evidence that can be used towards the Elizabeth Whitney case" I say deciding this is the best way to word it.
"Sit down a officer will be right with you."
Twenty minutes pass and a tall police officer walks over to me. His face is long and square. His jaw is sharp and looks like it would cut you if you dragged your finger across it. That paired with his dirty blond hair and dark eyes made him increadably attractive.
"Hello. My name is officer Ford. Are you Allison?" He asks in a deep voice that instantly makes me want him to talk again.
"Yes" I whisper.
"Follow me" he says walking towards the door at the end of a large hallway. He leads me into a room with a huge mirror on the wall which I'm guessing I'm being watched through, and theres a camera in the corner recording my every movement.
"You said you have evidence towards my case" he says looking at me like I did something wrong.
"Yes. This came to me in the mail today. Its hand written." I say my voice suddenly clear well I hand it over to him. His eyes skim the page before he starts reading it. When he's finished reading he sees the photo and suddenly his face goes stone.
"Thank you for handing this in." He says "I don't think you're in any sort of danger, but if you find anything else that could be useful or a danger to you in any way please hand it in."
...
My nerves are going crazy as I try to sleep. The sounds of my phone ringing sends me flying into the air screaming.
"Fucking hell" I say answering the call "Hello?"
"Hey" I hear chases smooth voice. "I can't sleep. I'm worried about you"
"I can't sleep either" I say
"Can I come over? It would make me feel better"
"Yeah" I say quickly happy he asked.
"Okay. I'll be right over" he says hanging up the phone.
...
Chases arms tense around my shoulders waking me up Not wanting him to wake up I slowly crawl out from his grip and head downstairs to get something to eat. As soon as I get downstairs I wish I didn't. My doors open and the house looks like it's been rummaged through. I'm a heavy sleeper so it's normal that I slept through this but Chase is here. Why didn't he hear anything?
After rushing around the house looking for anything broken or stolen I decide everything is still here. Apparently this person just wanted to scare me. What did I do? I hear a grunt from upstairs and see chases shape step to the top of the staircase his eyes barely open. He slowly raises his arm to rub his eyes and when he takes it away his jaw drops.
"What happened?" I hear him question. I can see him at the top of the stairs but he sounds so far away. His voices fades away and is quickly replaced with a soft ringing. Anxiety takes over and I close my eyes falling to my knees.
Why me.
Pushing myself off the floor I leap to my feet with a surge of motivation and make my way the my bedroom. Grabbing my book bag I fill it with enough clothes for the night my deodorant and toothbrush.
"I'm gonna get a motel for the night I don't feel safe sleeping here."
"I'm coming with you than." He counters
"No I think I need to be alone tonight, but can you pick me up and bring me back tomorrow morning before my mom comes home so I can clean up?"
"Of course I can love"
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