Chapter 12

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Ricky's POV

"We gotta call the cops," I said.

"Yeah, I'm still freaking out on why that person knew how I was," Rebecca said.

I dialed 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" The person on the phone asked.

"Hi I would like to report a break in. This happened 10 minutes ago and we live in apartment complex 6 in Los Angeles, California and our room is 28 on the 3rd floor," I told the person.

"Ok, was anything taken?"

"Thankfully no,"

"Ok thank you and the police will be at your house in about 20 minutes,"

"Ok thank you,"

"Your welcome have a good night,"

"Thanks you too," And I hung up.

"Well?" Bec asked.

"The cops will be here in about 20 minutes," I said.

"Ok. Oh my god I can't believe this even happened," Rebecca said.

"I know, this is why I say have a weapon under your bed incase," I said with a chuckle.

"Hahahaha I know," Bec said.

The thought process is going through my head. Like who broke in? The burgerlar even said he knew Rebecca. That's kind of creepy if I do say so myself, and that hammer would of been a good thing to use if he came into her room.

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