I walk into my room and shut the door before going to lay on the bed beside Claire. I pull the covers up to her chest so she doesn't get cold and press a soft kiss to my best friend's forehead.

I start to doze off but right before I fall asleep, a crashing sound from the kitchen makes my heart start racing.

I jump off the bed and lock the door before grabbing my phone and texting Clarissa. If it's her, she'll tell me.

Me:
R u still @ work?

Claire-Bear:
Yeah, sry sweetie. I'll be there tmrrw morning. I'll make u breakfast. Sunny side eggs XD

I don't respond. I start to freak out, my breathing becomes rapid and I feel like my heart stops beating. I look around for any sort of weapon I have and spot my baseball bat in the corner of my room. I run over and grab it before running back to the door. As I'm doing this, Claire seems to wake up and she looks at me scared.

"Shhh." I put my pointer finger to my lips.

She nods, silent tears stringing down her face.

I point to the space under my bed and walk up to her.

"Go under my bed, ok? Move the box's so they cover you and you can't see out." I whisper in her ear. She nods and I go to turn away but she grabs my wrist.

"I love you, Rebecca." She sobs and jumps into my arms, squeezing me into a tight embrace.

"I love you too." I hold back the tears.

"Be careful. Scream if anything happens. I'll come help." She presses a quick kiss to my cheek before starting to crawl under my bed.

"Call Astor, ok?" I hand her my phone. "Call him. I might need him. If you here me scream, call him immediately. Not a second before." I press a kiss to the top of her head, hoping this isn't the last time I ever see my best friend. I turn around and walk to the door. Looking back to make sure Claire is hidden, I unlock the door slowly. Grabbing my flashlight from the hook beside my door, I keep it in one hand with my thumb on the button and keep the bat raised in the other.

Whoever it is isn't bothering to be quiet. I hear things breaking downstairs.

I creep toward the stairs, stepping over the spots on the floor the creak. I know this house by heart.

Leaning over the rail, I catch sight of a lock of red hair before someone grabs me from behind.

"ASTOR! CHRIS! ANYBODY! HELP!" I scream a few times before my captor covers my mouth with some sort of rag. I try to hold my breath but can't. Breathing in as I struggle to kick at the person holding me, I start to feel weak.

Trying with all my might, I try one last time to get free, and surprisingly, I do. I'm pushed on to the floor with a hard shove. I glance up to see two guys hovering over me. They both wear ski masks but the one on the left, the one that held me, is a little bulkier than the second.

Suddenly I have a spur of confidence.

"Just you wait, assholes." I spit at them, literally. "When my boyfriend finds out who you are, your both dead men. Astor will kill you. And Chris will be right behind him." I notice the first guy flinch when I say their names.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit my cheek, forcing my head to move sideways.

"Whore." The first guy spits, literally, beside me.

"Fucking retard." I retort, but before I can say much more, a war cry echos through the house and someone jumps over me and swings something at the two men. I only see a blur of a bat before they are both down on the floor, unconscious.

"Rebecca?!" I feel someones hands cup my face and I look up to see Clarissa watching me with worry.

"Ohh auntie Claire." I thrust my self into her arms as I let out a sob. I haven't called her that in years. But it feels right. This woman could've gotten killed. Yet she just risked herself to save me.

"Shhh baby. It's ok." She strokes my hair a few times before reality kicks back in.

"Claire! She's in my room hiding!" I jump up, more like limp up to be honest, and run to my room.

"Claire!" I go over to my bed and pull the boxes away to reveal Claire.

She looks up at me and wraps her arms tighter around her stomach. Confusion hits me like a slap in the face.

"What's wrong? Claire?" I grab her hand and pull her out from under my bed to reveal a knift sticking from her stomach.

I let out a scream.

"No no no! Hang in there, please!" I press a kiss to her forehead.

"CLARISSA CALL NINE-ONE-ONE!" I scream at the top of my lungs and she comes flying in.

"Oh shit.!" She says, looking at Claire.

"Call them! Hurry!" I put pressure on to the wound and look into Claire's eyes. A tear slips down the side of her cheek.

I reach up and wipe it away with my bloodied hand, some getting on her face in the process.

"Hang in with me ok, babygirl?" I tell her, tears coming from my own eyes. "Stay away. You'll make it ok? You can't die on me." She looks at me as more tears steam down her cheek.

"I'm sorry I failed you." She croaks out, flinching in pain.

"No no no. You didn't fail me." I shush her like you would a baby to sleep. "Save your strength, ok?" She nods her head, never taking her eyes off me. A second later, I hear the siren of the ambulance.

"Their here. Claire-Bear, hang on. You can't leave me. You can't ok?" The tears are ever flowing. I hear Clarissa calling from them and hear the rush of footsteps but I never take my eyes off of Claire.

"Ma'am, we need to take her now. She's lost too much blood. You're going to need to move." One of the paramedics places a hand on my shoulder. She puts her hands above mine and I slowly take mine off while she replaces mine with hers. I step back alittle bit to make room but I keep watching her and keep her hand held tight.

They raise her on the stretcher and tell me I have to let go but Claire refuses so they tell me to sit beside her and keep pressure on the wound. They carry us both down the stairs and into the ambulance. I hear Clarissa holler and tell me she will meet me there but I don't pay attention to her, or of all the people who have come to see what's going on. I don't pay attention to my own pains, too worried about Claire that I forgot, until one of the other paramedics presses a towel to my face. I flinch, not expecting it.

"Sorry." He says but I just nod, it's ok, do what you need to, and he does.

Claire's hold tightens on my hand when I start to feel the world spin. I reach out to grab the guy but fall off the stretcher and onto the floor of the ambulance. The last thing I remember is the woman keeping pressure on Claire's stab wound and the guy reaching for me, before my head hits the floor of the truck with a hard jerk and I black out.

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