Chapter Three

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Becca's POV

I woke up in my bed alone. I hadn't slept alone in a while. I slept alone last night because, I was to lazy to go to the club and find someone new. I honestly like Elizabeth.

I sigh and get up. I get dressed.

I walk downstairs

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I walk downstairs. Obviously I didn't fail to notice the morning wood in my pants. I fix my breakfast and coffee.

I sit down to eat my phone begins to ring. I look at the contact it's Elizabeth. I awnser the phone and put  her on speaker.

"Hello?" I ask.

I hear Elizabeth crying and screaming .

"Elizabeth?!" I ask worried.

"You stupid bitch you called your little whore didn't you?!" I hear a female yell.

"Please Jessie I'm sorry." I hear Elizabeth beg.

"You know what she can listen to me beat the fuck out if you!" The girl I now knew as Jessie says.

I hear Elizabeth beg then scream. I hear lots of hitting yelling and kicking.

I jump up and grab my phone. I run out to my car and get in. I was still listening to Elizabeth's relentless crys and screams. I drove as fast as possible.

"Come here baby I'm sorry." I hear Jessie say.

"N-no." Elizabeth says.

I hear a slap followed by Elizabeth yelping.

"I'm punishing you." Jessie says.

"What kind of punishment?" Elizabeth asked still crying.

I hear a cold laugh followed by the phone hanging up.

I pull up to Elizabeth's house. It took me three minutes to get there after the phone line died.

I get out of my car and run to the door. Unfortunately the door was locked. I look around for a way in. I see a rock. Knowing damn well I could pay for her window. I pick up the rock and throw it completely shattering the window. I go in the window.

The house was silent. There was blood in the hall. The blood pooled at the floor and splattered all over the wall. In the living room a kitchen was blood and other things. The kitchen had blood on the floor in the middle and a bloody knife I the blood. In the living room was bloody clothes.

Suddenly I hear a loud scream from upstairs. I rush up the stairs to the direction of the scream.

I try to open the door but it's locked. I hear another scream from inside. When I managed to break down the door the room was empty.

On the dresser was a TV that was playing screams. I was shocked. Where is Elizabeth?

"Elizabeth!?" I can out.

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