Chapter 22

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"So Chelsea, how have you been?"

"I am good, great actually." She lied.

"How about you Ellen?" She then ask with a smile.

"You look exhausted." Ellen stated.

"Well, we had a big concert last night and it was huge." Chelsea says.

"Yeah, I heard you held a note once again like WOW."

Chelsea laughs.

"So how's Luke?"

"He's, erh... On a long vacation."

> Chelsea's Point Of View

"I am going to be a vampire on halloween!" Gabe says, putting the fangs on.

"You did that when you were 6." I muttered.

"Oh man. How about a fairy?" He ask, looking at Angela's fairy wings.

"What would you want to be that?" Louis ask.

"I don't know, it's just the first thing that pops into my mind." He shrugs.

I chuckled lightly and look over at Zach. "What do you want to be?" I ask him.

We are planning outfits for the Halloween party next week. We still have to fly back home and decorate it.

We, The Collins have no idea where to go.

Maybe go back to Liverpool.

Sounds like a great idea, I guess.

"A penguin, I think." Zach replies to my question.

A penguin.

Luke loves penguins.

I let out a soft sigh, "I need to swing by the police station." I stood up and grab my things.

>>

Louis' Point Of View

We step into the Skulls elevator, pressing the top floor.

I gulp nervously.

When we finally reached our floor, we went up to the rooftop.

Chelsea stood at the edge, facing us.

She breathes unstably, "Chelsea, what's wrong?" Brandon ask.

She kept her mouth shut and shook her head.

"Chelsea, get down. We can talk about this." Alex says to her calmly, he slowly takes a few steps forward.

"Don't come close to me!"

Stephanie's Point Of View

"Okay, we're here!" We rushed out of our Range Rover.

I look up to the rooftop and saw Chelsea.

"Fuck." I muttered, noticing a dark figure right below their floor.

The window was open, and she or he have wings.

Chelsea's Point Of View

My heart pounded nervously, "CHELSEA!" I heard Angela scream.

I put my hand over my mouth and felt a tug around my ankles.

"Chelsea!" Someone grabs me around the waist and push me into the building.

I lay on the floor, and look up at Noah who just saved me, again.

Stephanie's Point Of View

It went up behind Chelsea and pull her by the ankles.

"NO!" Noah flew across and crash into one of the windows.

I put my hand to my chest, my heart pounding.

Then the ambulance came by as Noah run out with Chelsea in his arms.

> Noah's Point Of View
Room 209

"Chelsea, Chelsea wake up." I say, wiping her tears away.

Her eyes slowly fluttered open, "were you having a nightmare?" I ask.

She bite down on her bottom lip, "yeah."

"Thank you." She sits up on her bed.

"Your siblings are safe back at home."

"Wha- How long was I out?" She ask, looking down at the hospital tag.

"About 7 hours." i murmured.

"Why does it say Mentally Ill? Am I?" She looks at me with confusion.

"Chelsea, are you okay?"

Her eyes immediately got teary, "no." She shook her head, putting her hand over her mouth.

"Okay, what's wrong?"

She just shook her head at me, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Chelsea, you know you can tell me anything." I stated.

"That was years ago, when we were 18."

I nodded slightly, "whatever happened to us?"

Chelsea simply shrugs at what I said.

"I don't know what's sad you know. The fact that you're in love with the guy you just lost. Or the guy who is in front of you, is still in love with you."

Chelsea gulps, "I am sorry."

"I don't want to do this anymore, it's so hard." She cries.

"Everyone is at risk, Noah. Help me save them because something bad is gonna happen."

"Something really bad."

Hayley's Point Of View
1.38am 

"Dududu." Michael mutters as we walk into the house. "I am so tired." Alex mutters. "Hope Chelsea is fine though." Max says. 

We just got back from having supper, we went to Taco Bell. But Gabe went home first because he claims that he is tired as fuck. 

Stephanie unlock the front door and we saw the living room light on. The TV light on too. "Gabe fell asleep there again." I murmured, walking into the living room with Michael. 

"Gabe, wake up." I say, picking up the pillow. Then I notice blood on the floor. 

"Gabe?" I pull him by the shoulder. "SHIT!" My eyes widen. 

"Call the ambulance, call it now!" I shouted, trying to wake Gabe up. 

He is shot, in the chest. I grab his wrist and check his pulse, it is slow. 

> Next Morning

Chelsea's Point Of View

Noah stood by the counter while i sit on the chair, waiting to be discharge. 

"Hey Noah! How's Chelsea?" Stephanie ask him. "I am right here." I call out. 

They all look at me, nervous looks on their faces. "What?" I raise my eyebrows at them. 

"Gabe got shot."

Bailey; the worst is already here. 

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