A Happy Ending..., chapter 4
I read it slowly, and I could feel tears falling down my face...
"Why leave me, Chris? I love you so much, but now you have to pay... I'll kill you, even if it has to take me my whole life to find you, I won't turn back on this promise..." it had said. Billie had seen the light of my phone and sat up, reading the text over my shoulder.
"Oh my god..." he whispered to himself. I looked back and smiled. Then I started laughing aloud.
"What's so funny?" Billie said, very confused! Then I stopped, just like that. Was I going mad? Have I finally lost it? I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I looked at my swollen eyes in the mirror. Blood red rings had formed around them because I was crying so much. I looked so depressed.
Then I could see a dark figure in the background behind me.
"Billie?" I said turning around. No one was there. I looked at myself in the mirror again. The figure was closer. And I could just make out what the figure was holding...
"I've so got you now!" he whispered. The voice was familiar, too familiar.
"You can't escape!" it said. Then I turned around.
"SHIT NO!" I screamed. John had raised the 9 inch knife from his hand, ready to slice it into me.
"BILLIE!" I yelled. Little did I know, Billie, Mike and Tre were tied up in Billie's room. I could hear muffling sounds from there.
"What have you done, you fucking bastard!" I shouted at John. He didn't answer. Instead he swung the knife at me, just missing me by an inch! I crawled under him, and ran to Billie's room.
"HOLY SHIT!"
"C'mon, Chrissie. I'm only playing a little game... Erm... Lets call it 'Don't Ever Play With Knives'. It's a new game, so I'll show ya how to play..." he said, laughing like a insane person. I tried to untie Billie but John was constantly trying to stab me. It was like playing 'Ring-A-Round-A-Rosies' because we were just going around the whole room in circles.
"STAND STILL YOU BITCH!"
"FUCK YOU!" was all I could say. Then he leaped at me and grabbed hold of my arm. He carved the knife into me, slicing through my arm. The pain was unexplainable. I screamed with anger and despair! Then Billie looked at me, his eyes were glittering as tears formed.
"Don't cry..." I whispered. My eyes looked deeply into his. It was a magical, but painful, moment.
Then Billie had managed to get his arms free, since his ropes were a bit loose. He punched John with all his weight behind it, knocking him clean out. The knife was stuck, standing upwards, in my arm. I pulled it out, squealing for mercy.
"Oh... My..." I couldn't finished my sentence, as I had fainted from the loss of blood.
***At the hospital***
My eyes were sore as I opened them. I tried to get up but I was totally wiped out and weak.
"Where am I?" I asked myself.
"Don't worry, hunny. Your safe at the hospital. You had fainted minutes before the ambulance arrived. Oh my god, that looks so painful. Babe, are you alright?" Billie said, shutting the door behind him as he walked towards me.
"Oh Billie your ok! And, yeah, my arms still sore, but not as much last night"
"You mean a week ago! Turns out you didn't faint, you was unconscious for about a week!" Billie laughed. I tried to laugh but there was a big pain in my side. Where John had tackled me down, and had stabbed me.
"What's happened to John?"
"He's in court. They need more evidence about what happened. And they need you to stand up and say your opinion of what happened. They also said that John hasn't had any records, or warnings of him being in trouble with the police in the past. Which I think is complete bollocks!"
I looked at him shocked! I started crying again, but was laughing about it.
"Awww, don't cry, hun. Everything is going to be alright now. I swear down to fucking God!" Billie said, kissing the top of my forehead. I smile at him. He smiled back...
***A week later***
I was now well enough to get out of this shitty hospital. But I had to be taken to court to say my opinion of the truth. I was taken to the police station straight away. Billie was sat next to in the taxi.
"Don't worry, babe. I'll be routing for you all the way..." he said, kissing me on the lips. I sunk into his arms and looked outside the window. All of a sudden we had got there. I limped to the court hall. I seen John glaring at me.
He mouthed to me "... Bitch..." and watched me sit next to the other police officers. I had a big feeling that everything was going to turn out bad... I just knew it...
"Why leave me, Chris? I love you so much, but now you have to pay... I'll kill you, even if it has to take me my whole life to find you, I won't turn back on this promise..." it had said. Billie had seen the light of my phone and sat up, reading the text over my shoulder.
"Oh my god..." he whispered to himself. I looked back and smiled. Then I started laughing aloud.
"What's so funny?" Billie said, very confused! Then I stopped, just like that. Was I going mad? Have I finally lost it? I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I looked at my swollen eyes in the mirror. Blood red rings had formed around them because I was crying so much. I looked so depressed.
Then I could see a dark figure in the background behind me.
"Billie?" I said turning around. No one was there. I looked at myself in the mirror again. The figure was closer. And I could just make out what the figure was holding...
"I've so got you now!" he whispered. The voice was familiar, too familiar.
"You can't escape!" it said. Then I turned around.
"SHIT NO!" I screamed. John had raised the 9 inch knife from his hand, ready to slice it into me.
"BILLIE!" I yelled. Little did I know, Billie, Mike and Tre were tied up in Billie's room. I could hear muffling sounds from there.
"What have you done, you fucking bastard!" I shouted at John. He didn't answer. Instead he swung the knife at me, just missing me by an inch! I crawled under him, and ran to Billie's room.
"HOLY SHIT!"
"C'mon, Chrissie. I'm only playing a little game... Erm... Lets call it 'Don't Ever Play With Knives'. It's a new game, so I'll show ya how to play..." he said, laughing like a insane person. I tried to untie Billie but John was constantly trying to stab me. It was like playing 'Ring-A-Round-A-Rosies' because we were just going around the whole room in circles.
"STAND STILL YOU BITCH!"
"FUCK YOU!" was all I could say. Then he leaped at me and grabbed hold of my arm. He carved the knife into me, slicing through my arm. The pain was unexplainable. I screamed with anger and despair! Then Billie looked at me, his eyes were glittering as tears formed.
"Don't cry..." I whispered. My eyes looked deeply into his. It was a magical, but painful, moment.
Then Billie had managed to get his arms free, since his ropes were a bit loose. He punched John with all his weight behind it, knocking him clean out. The knife was stuck, standing upwards, in my arm. I pulled it out, squealing for mercy.
"Oh... My..." I couldn't finished my sentence, as I had fainted from the loss of blood.
***At the hospital***
My eyes were sore as I opened them. I tried to get up but I was totally wiped out and weak.
"Where am I?" I asked myself.
"Don't worry, hunny. Your safe at the hospital. You had fainted minutes before the ambulance arrived. Oh my god, that looks so painful. Babe, are you alright?" Billie said, shutting the door behind him as he walked towards me.
"Oh Billie your ok! And, yeah, my arms still sore, but not as much last night"
"You mean a week ago! Turns out you didn't faint, you was unconscious for about a week!" Billie laughed. I tried to laugh but there was a big pain in my side. Where John had tackled me down, and had stabbed me.
"What's happened to John?"
"He's in court. They need more evidence about what happened. And they need you to stand up and say your opinion of what happened. They also said that John hasn't had any records, or warnings of him being in trouble with the police in the past. Which I think is complete bollocks!"
I looked at him shocked! I started crying again, but was laughing about it.
"Awww, don't cry, hun. Everything is going to be alright now. I swear down to fucking God!" Billie said, kissing the top of my forehead. I smile at him. He smiled back...
***A week later***
I was now well enough to get out of this shitty hospital. But I had to be taken to court to say my opinion of the truth. I was taken to the police station straight away. Billie was sat next to in the taxi.
"Don't worry, babe. I'll be routing for you all the way..." he said, kissing me on the lips. I sunk into his arms and looked outside the window. All of a sudden we had got there. I limped to the court hall. I seen John glaring at me.
He mouthed to me "... Bitch..." and watched me sit next to the other police officers. I had a big feeling that everything was going to turn out bad... I just knew it...
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