*Blue's POV*

It was Spring Break and I had finally been able to convince the Davenports to leave me alone for the day... So that I could watch myself of national television.

    What?

It's not weird to check yourself out! It's NOT! (Dear Dumb Diary reference)

                 I was sitting on the sherry stained floor, biting an apple that Chase had handed me today (our hands touched!) when I felt my phone buzz against my back pocket. Rolling my eyes, I leaned sideways against the back wall and pulled it out, seeing that it was a FaceTime call from Bree.

They have to think everything is fine... Sit by the windowsill! I scrambled up and quickly ran to the windowsill, accidentally hitting my head against the pink curtain and stabbed the green button, making Bree, Chase, Adam, and Leo's faces to show up. They looked to be in their lab, because I could see the capsules behind them.

               "Hey, BlueBelle!" Bree smiled, her pixelated figure seeming casual and unconcerned while Chase didn't take his eyes off me.

               "Hi..." I whispered, not wanting to wake up my mom. "What do you guys want?"

Adam wondered off-screen somewhere and Bree grinned spontaneously.

"I - we - were wondering if you wanted some company over there! You little lonely singer, you!" Then she started baby talking until Chase broke her off.

"Look, can we please come over, Blue?"

  All of a sudden, our eyes locked together, digitally. Bree smirked and slowly backed away, but neither of us noticed, we just stared, the exact way we like it. Even though it's physically impossible, I felt my magenta colors drain out of emotions and intertwine together with hazel-green. I tried to show him how my insinuations were... Insinuations and that even though I act as just this perfect little girl and that I'm supposed to be beautiful and smart and whatever... But that deep down, I really wasn't okay.

               I couldn't tell fully what Chase was trying to tell me, through the digital pixels and all, but he was showing me that he was here for me, and that he could tell I wasn't telling the truth, hoping I knew I could tell him anything. I wish I could tell him how much I want to tell him, but I can't because it's starting to get harder and harder to look at him without wanting to smash my lips against his.

                 "Yes. Of course, you can... Uh... See you there... I mean, here! Yeah, here!" I started blabbing, not thinking as I spoke.

                Chase then did something I wasn't expecting, again, he winked at me and said a quick see you there then logged off for Bree, leaving me sitting there, breathless. That eye contact was more harder than before, I felt my eyes start glowing again...

               "Ugh! BLUE! You ass! (CAUTION, there will be some swearing) Getshore butt in here!" I jerked at the sound of my mothers drunken voice, coming from her bedroom. Which was supposed to be locked tight...

                 I scrambled up from the windowsill and ran down the hallway, causing my phone to fall to the floor, little did I know it had accidentally hit Chase's contact and was calling him. Gripping onto the locked doorknob, I quickly flailed around, grabbed the dark key from underneath the rug, and unlocked the door, bursting into the room only to be greeted by a very strong foul stench.

Looking down slowly, my blonde hair which had been tied up in a ponytail swinging into my face, I spotted a red stain on the floor leading to the bathroom, which I thought was just sherry, until I saw my mother's body sitting upright against the door to get to the bathroom, moaning, her torso and leg covered in blood, and a gun clutched into her left hand.

"M-Mommy? Are you okay?" I asked, cautiously taking small steps forward. She lifted her head up a little bit, and I noticed how greasy and oily her hair was.

"No... But eyes will be, you stuuuupid pice of **I*!" I tried to scramble out the door but I heard a gunshot and stumbled backwards, screaming. There was a pounding on the front door, but I was too shocked to get up. My mother sat there, laughing drunkenly, pointing the gun straight at me. I screamed a little louder this time as tears streamed down my cheeks.

I flipped back up off the floor and tried to make my way to the door, but there were more gunshots and I slouched quickly, missing a bullet by an inch. "STOP!" I screamed as loud as my lungs allowed.

But my mom just laughed. "Thiswat you dezerve. You asshole." Then she shoved herself up and staggered towards me, and I screamed, forcing my legs to move as my brain tried to process what was going on, and swung myself out of her bedroom out into the long hallway. The pounding on the front door increased, but I didn't stop to open it.

More gunshots rang, making me momentarily deaf and I lunged at the corner of the wall, hiding behind it, tears streaming down my cheeks as my mother charged after me.

I let out a sob. I'm gonna die. That's all that came to mind. I'm gonna die here. My life is going to be worth nothing. I'm never going to find out what I am. Then, all of a sudden, the front door broke open with a loud crash and I screamed as my mother's angle slipped and the bullet grazed my shirt.

Someone screamed, "Blue, run!" and even though I had no clue who the heck they were, I ran like my life depended on it, which it did, and ran into the storage closet, slamming the door shut, and sliding down against the back of the wall in the dark, heaving sobs, clutching my head as I had a panic attack.

I couldn't hear anything anymore, but I heard what sounded like a group of people fighting against my mom, who had a gun. I don't even know where she got it from, we have no money and I've never seen a safe.

All I could do was just sit there, locked up, sobbing, in the storage closet.
That was all that I knew how to do at the moment... And I felt like the loneliest person on earth, well, not even a person.

Time skip - 55 minutes later...

I couldn't tell you how long I've been in here for, all I know is that I heard sirens, someone came into the closet with me not that long ago, and that they're still here now, looking at me.

"Blue, look at me." I shook my head no, like a stubborn little girl.

"Please?" That voice. It belonged to the one I was so disgustingly in love with. I lifted my head up in a snap and burst out in another sob when I saw Chase. He was in his mission suit, and was sitting down in front of me, the closet door open so I could see him and he was alone.

"C-Chase?" I managed to choke out.

"I'm here, BlueBell." I started sobbing again as tears streamed down my cheeks and I collapsed into his open arms. He hugged me close, pulling me deeper into his chest as though trying to protect me.

He rested his mouth in my hair and I buried my sobs into his warm chest, pressing my ear against his chest, trying to listen to his heart beat. His breath was hot on my scalp, and his arms wrapped around me in an overly-friendly way, but I wanted it that way.

My ragged breathing slowed down as I focused on the beat of his heart and I slowly closed my eyes. "I won't let anything happen to you ever again, Blue. I can't lose you. I promise you that." He mumbled it into my hair, and though I meant it wasn't meant to be heard, I still caught it.

"Chase?" I asked him slowly.

"Hmm?"

"Where am I going to go now? Isn't my mom..."

"Dead?" Chase answered for me, pulling back to look me in the eyes, which I could tell were glowing due to the magenta hint added to his handsome features. "Sadly, yes. I'm sorry, Blue. Adam, Bree, Leo, and I had to do something. She would've killed all of us."

I nodded my head as he wiped away my teary eyes with his thumb.

"Where am I going to live now? It's obvious that I can't live in a crime scene."

Chase leaned forward and kissed my forehead, something that 'just friends' wouldn't do and I felt a smile spread across my lips and I so desperately wanted him to lean lower and kiss me. "That's the best part. You're moving in with us."

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Wow. There was a whole lot of fast pacing in this chapter. So, just a quick recap of this chapter, Blue's Mom tried to kill her, the Davenports got here just in time and... Luckily... Killed her mom. If any of you want to know how they killed her, let's just say the gun got pointed elsewhere...
Anyway, Blase is rising!
Blue and Chase are starting to get more close, I don't think that what they have is just a stupid little 'business relationship' anymore.
But now, Blue gets to move in with the Davenports!!!
Do your happy dance! Alright, well, vote and comment your questions or comments.
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Love you forever,

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