Rule number 3... Part 2

Chapter 32

But before they went to find Noah, Abby needed to get some sleep. But every time she closed her eyes she saw his face, Alex's face. She hated him with all of her heart, but she kept imagining her life with him if he never became a psychopath. When ever Abby tried to get him off of her mind, she couldn't, she was haunted by the screams of the people he had killed, the desperate cries for help.

And when she put on music to clear her mind, she would fall fast asleep, but wake up in a dream. And in the dream she always woke up to blood dripping from a woman's hand, and the woman was holding a lifeless Noah in the other. But they were just dreams, nothing to worry about. Sorry did I say dreams, I meant nightmares...

The three set out to go and get Noah, but they hadn't realised what day it was, it was Christmas Day. And Noah's first Christmas was one he would sure as hell never forget. He was trapped on the top floor of an 40 floor apartment building in a spare room of a psychopaths apartment.

Evie took Noah to the roof to admire the view, it was the perfect Christmas. She had the baby she had always wanted, and it was snowing. It was the thing of fairytales. That's if fairytales were meant to be messed up story's with storylines so incomprehensibly amazing and gruesome.

Noah was clueless of his surroundings. He was to young to realise the danger he was really in. Within minutes of being on the roof, Evie saw a car pull up, and out of the car walked the 3 people she feared most: Kyle, Abby and Lauren.

The three burst into the building and made their way up to the roof. But Lauren didn't go up to the roof, she stayed in Evie's penthouse to search around for any other hostages.

Abby and Kyle walked through the door that lead to the roof. And then they saw Evie threatening to jump with Noah in her hands.

And back in the penthouse. She heard a ticking noise coming from a cupboard. And she opened the door to see a bomb, and the timer on the bomb said "23 minutes left"...