Chase pov :
Seeing my beautiful Allison slide that knife across Breannas ugly neck made me so proud. She's doing much better than I thought she would. I knew she would be perfect but not like this. Maybe soon I won't have to keep her in the basement. I know how much she likes it outside. Maybe I'll bring her some flowers to show her I still love her. I know being kept in my basement alone may give her the wrong idea when I've worked so hard to treat her good and kindly. I shouldn't have lost my temper. Well what's done it done.
Going outside I pick some pretty yellow things from my yard and place them in a cup of water before heading downstairs to give them to Allison. Opening the door I tiptoe down and see her hunched form against the wall. Rushing over I check to make sure she's okay and place the flowers down beside her. Hearing the steady breaths from her small frame I rise and decide it's best not to wake her. Maybe she needs a blanket. Yes. That's a good idea. My pillow and blanket would be best I think. I hope that makes her happy.
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Once I finish tucking her into the make shift bed she stirs and whimpers in her sleep. She's so lovely. Before I can stop myself I kiss her forehead. The small motion wakes her and her beautiful icy eyes stare into mine getting wide as she takes in the sight around her.
"I brought you some flowers." I whisper. " And a blanket. My blanket" scooting closer to her I place her small hand in mine.
"Um. Thanks" she sighs, her voice cracking on the last word.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"That's not true. I know something's wrong. Don't lie to me allison" I warn with a slight anger I don't mean to have in my voice. I shouldn't be mad at her. I should be trying to comfort her. At my words her eyes go wide and brim with tears. "Oh baby don't cry. Please don't cry" I whisper the words tumbling out in a almost incoherent mess.
"Sorry." She says quickly. She sounds scared. Is she scared of me? Without realizing it I move closer. She seem smaller than usual and I feel the need to wrap my arms around her.
"Can I lay down?" I ask
"Yeah." She says not looking at me. Laying down next to her I place the blanket over our body's and place my arm over her in a attempt to warm her.
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Allison's pov :
What the hell? Just a little while ago he had me murder someone and now here he is snuggling me. The even bigger question is why am I letting him. Or worst why am I enjoying his closeness.
After a few minutes of basically cuddling with Chase he falls asleep. He didn't lock the door on his way down. This is my chance. Pushing his arm off of mine I lift myself off the floor and tiptoe towards the door way trying to be as quiet as possible. The door creaks as I open it and I check back to see if he heard it. He doesn't seem to be affected by the noise so I continue. Taking the steps two at I time I rush up to the living room. Sun shines inside and hope bubbles in my chest. Then it's gone all at once as I feel the fingers wrap around my wrist and pull me down.
"What are you doing?" Chase says calmly. It's to calm. He should be furious. "Come on Allison."
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Sorry this chapter is short I haven't been super motivated lately 💕
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