Chapter 45: So much for home sweet home

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Reincarnate tour is finally over and I get to go home and see my beautiful wife. I haven't seen her in so long, after our last video chat session (which was like last month) she had told me that she was planning on getting another tattoo and maybe another piercing, so I couldn't wait to see what they looked like on her, and I couldn't wait to see what tat she got.

The fly home was exhausting, but as soon as I got off the plane with the guys we, caught a cab and headed to our homes. As the taxi driver pulls up in our drive way, I saw Liz's Black Escalade Van parked, parked next to my my black sports car, letting me know that she's home. I basically threw the money in the driver's face and hopped out the car, dragging my luggage along with me to the door. I slid my key from my pocket and unlocked the door that led into our living room. The tv was on, and so were the lights. I could smell her perfume in the entrance of the living room, I put my luggage down and locked the door, still smiling.

"Honey, I'm home!" I always wanted to say that.

I could hear her exciting scream coming from downstairs, I ran up the stairs and paused in the middle of the hallway, and dropped my jaw. She hugged me and wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me, me hugging her back.

"Ellie, you look so...different," I whispered into her ear.

And different wasn't even the word, I almost didn't recognize her. Her arms were filled with tattoos, and she had small gauges in her ears, and she dyed her hair a hot pink color, she nervously bit on her spider bites.

"Um..yeah, I kinda upgraded myself..." she started.

"Do you like it?" She asked.

"You look hot!!" I said giggling.

"You're beautiful no matter what," I added as I picked her up, wrapping her legs around my waist.

"I missed you," I said.

"I missed you," she added, bringing me in a kiss.

"I believe we have some unfinished business to attend to," I whispered in her ear, she giggled and nodded to her head, and we rushed to our room.

Hours later...

I watched Liz put on her clothes and comb her hair, throwing it into a pony tail, she began singing "Play God" by Paramore, as she dug around in her make up bag. I could listen to her all day and never get tired of it. I slid on my jeans and wrapped my arms around her, staring at us in her mirror on her make up desk.

"I love you," I said, kissing her cheek.

"I love you more," she said as she pulls open her lipstick, I take away and put it down.

"You don't need to put on make up baby, you're beautiful in your natural skin, besides you're alone with me, you don't have to spend that much time trying to impress me, I'm impressed while you're natural," I explained to her.

She lightly smiled and nodded.

"I'm gonna get dinner ready," she says as she gets up, leaving me with a kiss. I smile and turn on the tv, the news came on, they were saying someone escaped from jail, the caption read "mass murderer and rapist, but I turned and turned on my Xbox, I didn't want to get depressed over the news, I hated the news and so did Liz, we watch it every now and then, but not a lot it brings us down.

After a few minutes of playing the xbox, I call for Liz. No answer. I call again. No response. Maybe she can't hear from up here. I pause my game and walk downstairs, and searched for her in the kitchen, the living room, and the bathrooms, and the basement. Where did she go? I sighed and called her cell phone after sitting on the couch in the living room.

"I know, the only words that you have.for me, are give up and get out, you'd like to think that we've been beaten but we're here to stay forever, so loud, we are the ones you pushed away, for drowning your voice out, you'd like to think that we've been beaten but we're here to stay forever and always"

That's her ringtone on her phone. I confusingly look around the room. She never leaves the house with out her phone. I follow the song all the way to the front door, I picked it up and hung up. The door was cracked open.

"Let me fucking go!" I hear her scold someone outside. I swing open the door, and see someone pushing her into her car.

"HEY!!" I screamed running into the driveway, but the car drives away. I hop in my car and chase after it.

I could still see through her tinted windows, she was in the back seat smacking the driver, but someone pulled her back, she heads butt them, knocking them out cold, she then rolls down her window.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" The driver yelled out.

What is she doing? She climbed out the window and climbed on to the roof. She's fucking crazy, we were at least going 80 miles ph. I beeped my horn, and she shot her head towards me. The van takes a sharp left turn, crashing into the woods. I stopped my car and ran into the woods. The van was crashed into a tree, I called out for Liz, and followed her groans. She was slowly picking herself up from the ground.

"Baby, are yo-"

"Get closer to her and I'll shoot her brains out"

The guy behind the ski mask groaned in pain, slowly crawling out of the car, and wrapped his arm around her neck, putting a pistol to her head.

"No! Stop, don't shoot her! I can't lose her...not again...." I begged. Then an arm wrapped around my neck, putting a pocket knife to my throat.

"Why are you two doing this?! Who are you, what did we do to you?!" She screamed out.

"You know, I tried killing you once, go to jail, and come back out hearing that you're still alive, you don't deserve to live, all you do is complain and cut, you freak, I never liked you, no one did, this world don't need freaks like you and chris, fucking freaks,"

Liz raises her arm and grabs the mask and snatches it off. I did the same. Both of our jaws dropped.

So much for home sweet home....

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