Wicked

Chapter VIII

Ella's POV

"I should probably go before Brett gets angry, again." Lisa mumbled under her breath. I shook my head. "Are you crazy? No, you're not." I gently pushing her back onto the bed. Her eyes widen as tears pool up around the brim. "But, Brett, please-"

"No, fuck Brett. He needs to step the hell up and be a man!" I said, anger building inside me. She let out a defeated sigh and didn't leave.

"Open the door!" Brett's voice boomed from the other side, having Lisa shake in fear beside me.

"Fuck off!" I yelled back at him. And maybe I shouldn't have cause soon after he began to loudly bang on the door. I looked over at the distraught weak girl on my bed who was having a full on panicked attack.

Suddenly the banging stoped and the door was kicked open with Noah glaring at me from the other side of the room. "Ella... come here." His voice was raspy and low. He looked angry... really angry.

"N-no, he's going to hurt her." I said, trying to hold on, but there was so much rage in his eyes. It was honestly scaring me at this point. I looked over at Brett and his demonic gaze was fixed right on Lisa. I pulled her behind me, shielding her, when suddenly Brett reached behind his back and pulled out a gun, pointing it right at me I flinched.

Not a second later Noah had Brett roughly pinned up against the wall by his throat, snatching the gun from his hand. "Thats my girl." Noah spat. "And that's mine!" Brett fought back, pointing to Lisa. They both didn't move for a second until Noah pushed off and they both walked out.

I felt Lisa drop to the ground not soon after they left and burst into tears. I hugged her until her sobbing stopped and she fell asleep.

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My eyes were wide open and alert, fearing to close and put my guard down I have stayed by Lisa's side all night. It is now, what I'm guessing to be midnight from the moon shining its light through the dark and quiet bedroom.

My head jerked over to the sound of the door creaking open reviling an emotionless Noah, staring right at me. "He's gone." Said Noah, and then held out his hand. My mind hesitated before taking it and leaving with him.

We went to a different room and I sat down on the edge of the bed while Noah, just stood there, staring at the floor. "You know Lisa, is his girlfriend, right?" He starts, his vision fixated on me now.

"I don't care. He can't treat her like that."

"He can do whatever he wants with her." Noah replies.

My mind was so in shock at what he was saying that I almost missed the piercing screams coming from the other side of the house. My eyes shot open as the reality set in, making me jump off the bed and run to the door.

Noah grabbed me right before I could reach it and I started flailing in his arms. I begged him to let me go once I heard Brett's roaring voice shout at Lisa to 'hurry up.'

I looked up at a lifeless Noah, nothing in his eyes. "You tricked me! You knew he was going to take her!" I cried as I started pounding my small fists on his chest. He remained silent while doing absolutely nothing, but stand there and taking my hits.

It hurt. Everything hurt. My mind, my body, It was all too much.

"I hate you."

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