Chloe's POV.

The sound of my door bell ringing wakes me up from my sleep. I drag myself out of bed, practically stumbling over the carpet as I reach the door, looking through the peep hole. I unlock my door and open it, Christopher stands there with casual clothes on and he's catching a bag in his right hand.

He smiles when he sees me still in pajamas and my bed hair.

"Good morning." He says, he kisses me on the cheek. I smile at him, letting him in.

"Christopher, what are you doing here at six in the morning?" I ask, closing the door and locking it.

"I just wanted to tell you that you don't have to come to work today. Also, I brought you breakfast." He says, lifting up the bag in his hand.

I frown, "You could've just called me or texted me." I say.

"I know, I came here to see you." He says, placing the bag on the table, he approaches me and pulls me in for a hug.

"You're acting weird. What's wrong?" I ask. He pulls away and looks down at me. His eyes seem tired, restless. I place my hand on his cheek, he leans into my hand.

He sighs and says, "Nothing, nothing's wrong. Don't worry."

Liar.

"Tell me. Come on, tell me." He doesn't answer and instead pulls me in for a kiss. The kiss doesn't last long, he pulls away, pecks me on my cheek.

"I've to go now. Don't worry and take some rest." He says, unlocking the door and leaving without looking back.

He's definitely hiding something.

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I can't do anything at home. I can't concentrate. And I keep thinking about Christopher. He's hiding something from me but I just don't understand. Why didn't he want me to come to work today? What's wrong? Why did Christopher look like he didn't sleep all night? Why? Why can't he tell me? What's going on? I don't understand.

He looked alright yesterday, then why does he look so worried and tired today, I'm confused. I don't wanna ask Maddie because she's probably busy with work.

I'm left by myself to think and worry about Christopher. I should probably call him.

I pick up my phone and dial his number.

He's not answering his phone.

I've called him five times now. He's not picking up.

I can't handle this anymore. I grab my bag and leave my house. I'm gonna go to his office. He must be over there. He probably turned off his phone.

I take a taxi and we drive away from my house. Soon we reach the building of 'Crawford industries'. I pay the taxi driver and enter the building. I walk over to the reception. The receptionist smiles at me. I smile back.

"Is Mr. Crawford, here?" I ask, taping one finger against the table, impatiently.

"No, he left a while ago. He said he had some important work to do." She answers.

"Did he mention where he was going?" I ask. She frowns, shaking her head 'no'.

I thank her before leaving. I try calling Christopher once again. He still doesn't pick up.

I go back home. I guess I just have to wait for him. He will call me back, I'm sure. He has to.

And he does,

At 5 pm I get a call from him. I pick it up as soon as I see it.

"I'm sorry." He says, he still sounds tired.

"Where are you? I got so worried. I went to your office but you already left. An-" he cuts me off.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry for that. But Chloe, you have to do something for me. Will you?"

"What is it?" I ask.

"I want you to close all doors and windows and not come out of your house, no matter what. Even if the door bell rings don't open it and don't make a sound. If something happens and I mean anything, then call me right away. No questions. Just do it. I'll explain later." What?

"But-" he cuts me off again.

"No buts, Chloe, please just do as I say and then I'll be there soon and then I'll explain everything. Just do as I said." What's going on?

"O-okay." I answer, even though I have a thousand questions running around in my head.

"Good girl. I have to go now. Don't worry, I love you. Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible."

He hangs up. What is going on?

I lock all doors and close all windows. Like Christopher had said there is a knock on the door and then the door bell rings many times. I'm currently standing right infront of the door. Just a few steps and I can look through the peep hole and know it is. But I'm scared so I stay frozen in place.

The door bell rings again.

And again.

And again.

Once more before it stops completely. I can hear footsteps retreating from my door. I'm still standing frozen, too scared to move.

A message pops up on my phone. It's from an unknown number. I unlock my phone and look at the message. It's a picture.

I can feel my heart breaking. I can feel hot tears flowing down my cheeks as I look at every single picture.

Right then, there's another knock and then Christopher's voice, "Chloe, open the door. It's me." I  open it for him. He enters quickly and closes the door behind him.

He freezes when he sees me crying. "What's wrong, Chloe? I told you not to worry. I promise everything will be f-" I cut him off.

"It's not that." I say.

"Then what is it?" He asks, approaching me. He tries to pull me towards him, but I back away from him.

"Where have you been?" I ask, picking up my phone.

"Can we please just forget about it?" He says.

"Oh yeah. Well, I can't forget about this!" I shout at him. I throw the phone at him. He catches it and looks at it. His eyes go wide, he looks back at me. I really wished that this would be a lie. But there's only guilt in his eyes.

"Tell me." I ask, my voice is cold.

"Is there an explanation for why you are kissing her in that picture?" I ask.

"Is there an explanation for why these pictures are taken today because you clearly are wearing the same clothes."

He stays quiet.

"Get out." I say, coldly.

He looks at me with tears in his eyes. But I can't feel anything but hatred for him right now.

"I said get out!" I shout at him. He throws my phone on the bed and walks out of my house, closing the door behind him. I sit on the floor and weep for god knows how long.

I should've known, the playboy will always be the playboy.

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Happy Valentine's Day!
Well would you look at that, there's a sad chapter on a lovely day. Sorry.

Who's your Valentine? Or are you a lonely maniac like me?
I hope you like the chapter!
PEACE!