Chapter 25

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"Bang bang bang!" You groan at the constant banging on the door.

You get up and walk to it. But stop and look down at your healed ankle.

'I guess it got better with that ice pack last night'

You look up and slowly open the door. You peek through the gap and-

"SLAM!" Echoed the noise throughout the whole house.

"Wha? Babe, what's happening?" Came Jacks voice from the lounge room.

Your blush from the nick name didn't surface as you were too panicked to answer.

You fumble with the door handle to lock it but it burst open and pushes you to the floor. You hold your head in one hand and push yourself away with the other.

You peek open your eye just in time to see a high heel fly towards your stomach.

You grunt in pain.

'Frickity Frack, the Snick Snack is back!'

"You think you can mess with me, my friends, take my man and get away with it you peice of shit!?"

"Hey! Who's there? You" You roll your head back and see Jack in the doorway. He glares at your attacker, then his eyes land on you. Tears of rage build in the corner.

He has little time to react because your pulled by your hair and slapped in the face.

"Stop it!" Jack yells. He runs forward and pushes the girl away from you.

She hits and slumps against the wall. You now process what she just did.

"Treeny" You say. She shakes her head and stands. She has a creepy smile and pulls a pocket knife from her pocket.

"Why would you do that Jack?" She growls.
"Protecting her is a mistake. She doesn't deserve this the little RAT!" She lunges at you with the knife but Jack drags you back. The knife digs deep into the floor right between your legs.

You growl and kick Treeny across the head. She lets go of the knife and face plants into the floor.

"Get out of our house before we call the police" Jack says. He grabs the knife and tosses it away.

'Our hous- shut up (Y/n)!'

You use Jacks shoulder to stand. Like you said in your video, letting stuff happen isn't going to fix anything. Yet, violence isn't always the answer.

"Treeny. You have to stop this. What did I ever do to you?"

She lifts her head and screams at you.

"It's what you didn't do!"

"What?"

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