chapter 16

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by itmeh75

by itmeh75

//3 years later\\
Lizzie's POV

"Korran, where'd you go buddy?" I hear Joel say as I walk in the door. "YOU LOST HIM AGAIN?!" I say, panicked. "Yea-" i cut him off. "Korran! Mummy's home!" I immediately hear little footsteps coming from his favorite hiding spot. Somewhere in the downstairs bathroom. "Hi buddy! Can you stop hiding from.daddy when I'm not home please?" I ask. "No." He says, and then laughs with a childlike innocence. "Well, I guess no Ice cream Friday night then. " Joel said. "Okaaayyy, I'll stop hiding." "Thanks Korrann." I say, and then pick him up.

The next few moments pass by in a blur. The kitchen window shattering. The immediate Panik that washes over me. And that... voice. That horrible voice. "Hello Lizzie." He says.

I'm frozen with fear now, just standing there holding Korrann so tight I start to think I might be suffocating him. "GO!" Says Joel.

I run to the basement with a confused Korrann still in my arms. We had a plan. A plan in case HE ever came back, but we never thought we'd have to use it. In that moment, I regretted not having gone over the plan with Korrann, because as soon as I sat him down he bolted for the stairs thinking this was some silly game. I grabbed him, cupped my left hand over his mouth, and kept my right arm around his body. All the while shaking with fear.

Joel's POV

"GO!" I told lizzie, and she ran for the basement with Korrann. "What are you doing here?!" I asked him. "What do you think Joel?" He said, almost too calmly. I immediately knew why he was here. I couldn't let him take Korrann. So, I took on a confident stance, and waited. I dont quite know what I was waiting for, an attack, for him to try to run past me. I dont really know.

I looked up into his eyes, and all I saw was pure hatred. Hatred for a child he'd never even met. He wanted to take him. And he wanted to kill him.

"Move." He said. I just stood there, perplexed at how calm he was. I mean, he had just broken into a house planning on kidnapping and murdering a 3 year old. He threw a piece of glass at me, aiming for who knows what, and it grazed the side of my arm.

That's when I realized just how dangerous this was.