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“Fuck, Lauren, what is it with you? What do you want from her? From me?”
“I want her to leave you alone and I want you to look at me the way you look at her!”
Her voice sends shivers down my spine. She is pure evil. They have to be talking about me. But what pictures? I’ve never taken naked pictures of myself.
This doesn’t make any sense. Think, Alex, think.
“Fuck! Why do you have to be such a bitch about everything? I will never see you the way I see her. But I’ll do everything in my power to protect her from you.”
My breathing starts to get harder at hearing his words.
“You threaten me like that again, I will release them, Knox! I’m not fucking around now-shit, act normal! Paparazzi are here now.”
I hear a loud sigh from him, then footsteps walking away from the car. The rest of my family is slowly making their way out.
I gently place Reign into his car seat. Cole slides in next to him, Sasha up front with my mom. Hannah climbs in behind Cole with Noah and straps him in.
As we drive back to the house, I can’t help but replay the conversation in my head. They had to have been talking about me, right?
But I’ve never taken naked pictures of myself. Ever. So how could it be me? I’m so confused. Something’s not right. How did she get them if they are of me?
When we arrive at the house, I hop out and grab a grocery bag. My mom tosses me the keys to unlock the door. My mind is still spinning, trying to piece it all together.
Replaying the conversation in my head, I reach the kitchen and set the bag down, leaving the door wide open for the others to come in.
I rest my palms on the cold counter surface, my eyes beginning to widen. A shiver trails down my spine.
That’s when I smell it.
My heart starts to race.
Fuck.
The strong cologne he always wore fills my nostrils. I inhale it. It’s him.
Click.
I hear a trigger being pulled back slowly. Teasingly. My mouth begins to feel dry again and I start to cry, feeling my cheeks becoming wet.
My heart starts to pump a dreadful feeling around my body.
He’s here. He found me.
How does he keep getting inside the house?
“Happy Birthday, sweetheart,” his sick, haunting voice that I haven’t heard in many years echoes in the room, amusement lacing every word he speaks.
I look up to see his reflection in the microwave in the distance, and I can very clearly see he’s holding a gun, pointing it at the back of my head. Feeling the steps near me, my heart starts to race even more.
I hear the rustling of paper bags as my family comes into view, laughing, oblivious to the danger. I turn my head slowly and make eye contact with my mom, who is smiling at me.
Kyle is behind her with Knox, both laughing, and Eric is with Ace behind them.
My mom notices my tears, but they don’t see the psychotic man standing behind me with a gun to my head.
“Alex? What’s wrong, sweetie?” I cry harder and Kyle notices. They keep walking until my mom sees him standing there with the gun to my head.
“Oh my god! No, no, no! Please!” She wails, dropping the bag from her grip. Kyle and Knox rush forward to see what’s wrong and they see him standing there.
“Holy shit! Alex, come here,” Kyle runs his shaking hands through his hair, motioning me to come over to him. Knox stands there wide-eyed, staring at the gun he’s gripping in his hand.
I feel the tremors taking over my body and my breathing becomes rapid. I can feel the pulse around my entire body as I come to realize, this is it. Everything is in slow motion.
“Don’t move a muscle, sweetheart,” he murmurs, his voice a chilling whisper against my ear. He’s close, so close that I can feel the heat of him against my back, his proximity confirmed by the low timbre of his voice.
The sound of his footsteps grows louder, each step echoing in my ears until I feel the cold, hollow metal of a gun pressing against the back of my head. I draw in a sharp breath, the chill of the metal seeping into my skin.
I’m going to die.
He’s going to pull the trigger.
My mother’s sobs echo from the doorway, a heartbreaking soundtrack to this nightmare. Ace is on the phone, his voice frantic. Is he calling the police? I can’t be sure.
I close my eyes, tears slipping down my cheeks as I listen to the rapid footsteps retreating up the stairs, fleeing from the danger.
“Let me see! Out of the wa-Fuck,” Cole’s voice cuts through the tension, authoritative and commanding. I open my eyes to see him pushing through the frozen tableau of bodies in the hallway. “Put the gun down,” he grits out.
But I know he won’t listen.
Knox steps forward, placing himself closer to the danger. “Put down the fucking gun,” he growls, his eyes a cool, icy blue. He looks ready to kill.
“Awww, your boyfriend can’t help you, sweetheart. Don’t even try, Knox. Cole, so good to see you, my boy. How are my grandkids doing?” He taunts, pressing the gun harder against the back of my head.
Knox mutters something under his breath, but I can’t make out the words.
“Turn around, sweetheart. Turn around and face your family.” I obey, turning slowly to face the terrified faces of my family.
Not again. I don’t want them to witness this again. Because this time, he’ll succeed. I know he will. I don’t want them to watch me die. I’m not ready to die. Please, Pop, help me out.
The cold metal presses against my temple, and I can’t hold back the tears any longer. I sob quietly, struggling to form words.
“M-mom, I-I need you to 1-listen to me….” I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “I need you to get yourself and everyone out of here. He will do it. And when he does, I don’t want any of you seeing it. Please,” I beg through my sobs, but she’s not listening.
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