Pierced (A Chandler Riggs Fanfiction)

Chapter 22

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*Chandler's POV*
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"I'll get it." I say as I walked towards the door. Someone had just rang the doorbell and I was on my way to see who it was.

Opening the door slightly I saw what stood behind that door.

Behind that door... Behind that door stood Bella's biggest fear.

He was a few inches taller than me.

He had a cocky smirk on his face.

There was no denying it... It was him.

The vibe he gave me felt as if satan himself had been on this doorstep. Inches in front of me.

My eyes widened and my mouth went dry in an instant. I went from perfectly normal to feeling as though I was a hostage at a nine hour robbery. I felt scared, intimidated, worried and deprived of water.

My mouth fell open slightly and I just stared at him. My heart pounded rapidly in my chest. I almost couldn't breathe.

What was he doing here? How did he find Bella's house? I don't even know how to react. What do I say, what do I do? He is the controller of Bella's life. He caused all of those memories and pain. He took her virginity. He used her like a toy. He hurt her so badly. He fucking made her hate herself. All for what? The fucking fun of it. He's so fucking twisted and this person who has hurt the one I love is now standing right in front of me. I can tell just by his vibe Bella wasn't lying about him. About the things he has done to her. His ego is way too big, even bigger than mine... His attitude is filled with sarcasm and cockiness. He's way too confident than he should be. He fucking ruined someone's life and got away with it. And he still sleeps at night. All the rage right now is too much I just can't even comprehend everything and I can't figure out why the fuck this bastard is on Bella's doorstep.

"Chandler? Who's at the door?" I heard Bella call out.

Shit. I don't want her to see him. She can't. She just got diagnosed with PTSD today and the root of the problem is less than 10 feet away from her.

Instead of me answering, Noah loudly said, "This is a lovely house, Chandler." With a smile.

That cocky bastard.

I heard something fall in the kitchen but I didn't take my eyes off of Noah.

Knowing him he'd probably pull out a knife and stab me in the back of my head if I turned it even for a second.

I heard footsteps behind me and I noticed how Noah looked right past me at what was behind me.

"Hey babe, miss me?" The confidence and cockiness in his voice was enough to make my skin crawl.

"What are you doing here?" I heard Bella's voice crack as if she were about to cry.

"Wow, no hello hug? No 'welcome to America Noah'?" He tilted his head to the side.

"That's the thing, you're not welcome here." I cut off his view of her and stood right in front of him.

"Chandler, it's fine." I head Bella behind me and then she squeezed her petite body between Noah and I and slowly wrapped her arms around him in a frightening hug.

Why is she hugging him? Why is she giving in?

She's scared. She's fucking terrified. I can see her shaking and she looks as if she could bust out crying any second now. But she sucks it up just to give the stupid bastard a hug to keep him from losing his shit. Right now she's touching the thing that haunts her in her sleep. The thing that has ruined her life.