It Was You

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2 Months Earlier


Rachel's POV


After Limington got destroyed I managed to get out on my own. Although, there was part of me that didn't want to. There was a part of me that just wanted to stay there, and let whatever happen to me happen. But my survival instincts must have kicked in and I got out alive and unharmed.


I found a house that I was able to break into. It didn't look like anyone was currently living there so I decided to search it and see what I can find. I didn't find much all I found was a jar of jelly and a pair of scissors.


AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!


I heard a woman's scream and immediately ran towards it. As I was running towards the scream I was wondering why I was doing it. There was a part of me that wanted to just stay at the house and let what happens happen. But there was another part of me that needed to help her, but I don't know why.


When I got to the source of the noise I saw a blonde woman on her back and a man on top of her. He was trying to take off the woman's pants but she was trying to resist.


"Hey Asshole!" I yelled walking towards him.


He stopped and looked and me. I continued to walk towards him with the pair of scissors behind my back.


"What the fuck do you want?" He asked.


"For you to get off her!" I yelled at him.


"And how's a bitch like you gonna make me?" He asked before he spat towards me.


I didn't answer and instead I walked towards him and pulled the scissors out from behind me. I pushed the man on the ground and stood over him and slit his throat with the pair of scissors. The blood from his neck squirted onto my face before I stabbed him in the head with the scissors.


"Are you ok?" I asked the woman helping her off the ground.


"Yeah, thanks." She told me. "I'm Ella."


"Rachel." I tell her. "If you want I found a house that doesn't look like anyone lives in. You can stay there and rest if you want."


"Thanks." She tells me.


The two of us turn around and start walking back towards the house.


"So, why did you help me?" Ella asked me.

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