Chapter 13

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"Did you call the police like I told you to?" I ask the desk attendant at our apartment complex.

"Yes sir, but there was no one in the apartment when the police arrived."

"Are the police tracking him down? You have surveillance footage."

"Yes, but you should contact the police to discuss this further sir."

"Alright, thank you, ma'am." I hang up the call.

"SO the plan is what?" My father asked,

"I need to get in contact with the police who are dealing with the situation, for now, we just need to stay in here," I watch through the window, waiting anxiously to see Zane pull up.

It takes another minute, but I see Zane's truck pull in, it speeds up to the front door. I run out, and he runs out, we meet in the middle and hug.

I heard 4 gasps behind us, my parents and B didn't know he was back, and my aunt still hadn't seen him. I pull away from the hug, and he takes note of all my features.

"That can wait, pull your truck into the garage," I grab him and walk towards the truck.

"Shane, what's happening?"

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I updated him, his truck is in the garage, and we are in the billard. Zanes checked my neck and my wrist, my parents ignored the fact Zanes was here for just a few minutes while they contacted the police, and my aunt kept my cousin calm.

"Get that look off your face," I tell Zane. "You look like you're plotting someone's death."

"I am," He shrugs, then goes back to check how bad the bruising is on my wrist.

"Not funny," I pick up the Icebag B brought in and place it along my neck.

"How long was he acting like that?" Zane asks.

"Not a lot... He never got physical like this, but he'd get jealous and then yell a lot. He's never done that to me, I thought he was gonna kill me."

Zane was quiet, but I know his brain is rushing. "Any info on his whereabouts?" He asks my parents.

Right when I told him what happened, he took charge. Telling my parents they needed to contact the police, get officers here, and try to find him; he made sure Maddy was clueless as to what happened, just saying I was accidentally hurt; all the while checking me.

"No, we have an officer on the way here-" my mom informs but is cut off.

"What was the name?"

"They didn't give a name?" Her confused tone overshadowed the statement.

"Can I see it?" He stands and walks over.

My mom hands him the phone, confused. I motion her over, she sits next to me.

"Can someone get me Officer Hope? If not, I'm going to personally call him... What does it matter? You know of the situation, and I don't trust anyone else but Hope right now. Get me Hope... Zane, he'll know my name. Yeah... thank you, I apologize ma'am. Thank you," he sighs, giving the phone to my dad. "He's coming.. he's on his way and I'm gonna wait for him."

"Let me come," my mom stand after him.

He seems off about it, looking down at his jacket for a second he nods and they walk out, not after he gives me this look. The "it'll be okay" look, that I haven't seen in a while.

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"Shane," Officer Hope says once I step out. "Seems you boys have called for me again?"

"Yup, Zane loves ya," I joke and he chuckled.

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