chapter eight

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bow chicka wow wow part 8 coming out a day after part ?? i am so productive,, sorry if there's spelling mistakes i barely proof read😁

" and the other four people, did they hear anything? "
" there are only three other people in the flat. "
" three? "
" who said there were five? "
" we understood there were five people living here. not always, but now . "
" no, three. who said there were four? "

we are completely and utterly fucked.
as everyone except from david were out, two police detectives popped over for a chat about the burglary downstairs however, i have a suspicion that wasn't all they was enquiring after. we didn't see much of david after the incident but we had a plan.

" you'll wait in the hall? "
" i'll wait. "
juliet was out as work whilst alex and i decided to pay a trip to our beloved nutter in the attic. course, it was alex's idea, as brave as he is i wouldn't be surprised if he had shat himself before he even climbed the ladder. watching your friend slowly descent into madness isn't that pleasant but as i am currently preparing for the actual love of me life to possibly die to the hands of this friend i believe my situation is worse. " if it sounds like im getting killed, call the police and tell them everything! " alex almost joked as he reached for the ladder to the attic " except maybe that it was his idea in the first place. " i rolled my eyes signalling that if alex had left the money alone we'd all be alright " that's important. i need to die misunderstood. " i breathed out a laugh then my attention turned to something else " alex..." i leaned over to the cabinet in the hallway " yes? " he turned around only on the first step " as smart as you are, you might need a little help. " i smiled, the keys dangling off my finger.
" david, what I'm gonna do is i'm gonna open this lock and i'm gonna come up." he called up through the loft hatch, no answer. david must not be home. " but what's really important is that you remain calm. okay? " he spoke softly unlocking and pushing open the small opening before climbing inside, i don't want to imagine the state on it in there. a few quiet moments passed but i could make out the sound of alex's feet shuffling along the beams. he screamed. i screamed. " alex? " i managed to yell out, my legs and voice shaking with fear. my heart pounded this couldn't be real, i practically ran for the ladder. " it's all right. it's just a pigeon. " he laughed out of breath " you fucking bastard " i squeezed the bridge of my nose and smiled, scared me to death the sod. " well, he isn't up here " i stood away from the ladder and looked up, suddenly a hand was smacked against my mouth and a tight grip was around my waist. " tell him to look for the money " his thick accent rang in my ears " look for the money alex " my words quivered, yes i could of fought him off. no because the pure shock of it took me back, as long as he's down here with me and alex is safe up there it doesn't matter for now. " don't worry. that's exactly what im doing " he said as he crashed about up there for a moment " it's not up here. he has eaten it. " alex joked before
poking his head out the attic, his face dropped at the sight.
" are you looking for me? "

fuck juliet in this chapter i cba for the silly old bint xx hope this is a little cliff hanger for y'all even tho you've all probably seen the film rahhh

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 19, 2022 ⏰

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