*sneaks in with frying pan*

I just have this incase you guys are pissed  at me for publishing for weeks now and I am really sorry and please forgive. Well, let me not keep you waiting. Here is Confrontation!!!!!!

Grace POV 

Why do I feel so much pain?

Shouldn't I have been in paradise already? 

I rose up with a horrible pain in my stomach. I palmed my belly lightly and I cringed in pain. I looked around to see a white room with a TV on the wall, two comfy chairs with a beside table and a big window on my right.

I softly fell back into my bed and sighed. Then I heard the door open. It was my dad who for once wasn't drunk.

He walked towards me and sat in the chair closest to bed.

"Now, why did you decide to kill yourself?"

I was so offended by what he said.

"You're acting like you did nothing at all! You beat me whenever Chase tells a lie on me or when you're drunk!! You have abused me for years and you act like you have memory loss?!"

He stared at me but looked down with regret.

"Grace you know that since the divorce, it has been hard for get use to this  and instead of comforting my children, I turned to Vodka and Jimmy Daniels instead of looking for comfort in my family. Grace I'm sorry for being such an asshole, It wasn't right of me as a father to do what I did."

I put my hand on his shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile then he sighed and continued.

"I just can't believe that believed your idiot brother! Because of him I hurt you so much heck I almost caused your death."

"Dad, it's okay, I'll forgive you as long as you throw away all your alcohol friends okay?"

He gave me a shocked face then he slowly started to break into tears.

"Grace I'm addicted, and do you know how hard it is to quit!!"

He started crying even louder. He's not lying you know but I have to try and calm him down before I tell him my idea.

"Dad! Dad listen to me. I will be there to support you and help you even if my douchebag of a brother doesn't want to help!"

I wipes away his tears and gives a small smile.

"Thanks kiddo, well I better get going, I'm going to go job searching."

Finally!!! Ever since he started drinking, he was coming in late to work or just didn't show up at all and he of course got fired. So I'm finally happy that he decided to do something right in his life.

He got up from his chair and he gave me a hug goodbye. It was a good thing he left too as visiting hours were over as soon as he left the room.

But the question is:

Where is Rachel?

Earlier

Rachel POV
Dylan and I decided that today we were going to confront Chase once and for all. After a 20 minutes of driving, we finally reached Grace's house.

It was an creme coloured one story house with oleander flowers growing in a flower garden along with a beautiful green lawn.

We got out of the car and walked onto the porch and I knocked on the door. Then the door opened.

And surprise it's the a-hole himself.

"Hmm, this is a surprise, back for more I see?"

He leaned against the door frame with a smirk on his face. It was so gross I swear I was gonna vomit all over his shoes.

"Actually she's here to tell you to back off." Dylan shouted at him while slowly getting into his face.

"Who's the tree frog?"

"He's my.."

"I'm her boyfriend, asshole and tree frog is such a weak diss bro."

His smirked turned to a face of rage.

"What do you fuckers want?"

Jeez is he in his man-period or what?

I know right?!

But of course, Dylan spoke for the both of us.

"I heard that you wanted to take her as your property but that's not gonna slide, she's mine."

"Now I want you to leave her the hell alone and we won't have a problem."

Of course Chase grabbed me by my arm and tried to pull me inside the house. I struggled as hard as I can as he successfully brought me into the house and I was being dragged across the floor.

"I don't give a damn what you say, I'm taking her whether you like it or not!!"

This pissed Dylan off even more. He ran towards Chase and tackled him to the ground. The two of them started wrestling.

I decided not just to sit there and take out my phone and called 911.

Operator: 911, what's your emergency?

Me: Hi, I went to the confront a guy at school to tried to sexually assault me and now he's in a brutal fist fight with my boyfriend!

Operator: Okay Mam, calm down. What's the address?

Me: 15 Birch Wood Avenue.

Operator: Okay a squad car has been dispatched and is heading to your location with an ambulance as well. Please keep on the line as we are tracking your phone if you forced to move from your current location.

Me: Okay okay!

Chase tried multiple times to grab the phone from me but thankfully Dylan held him back.

But out of nowhere, Chase took out a gun from his pocket and aimed it at the two of us.

"Put the phone down now!!!"

He's such an idiot, I put it down but I didn't end the call so the operator could hear everything just like he told me too.

"Chase, let's talk about this."

"Yeah cause that was such a fucking good idea, wasn't it?"

"Shitbird last warning drop the gun before I brain you!!"

Chase stumbled to Dylan and put the gun against his head.

"You really need to stop pissing me off bro!"

"Chase for God sake, don't kill him! What do you want?!"

He looked at me like I was an idiot.

"Are you drunk?!"

"No but you are, that's why this got out of hand! You know that your too young to drink!"

It explains his lay back behavior towards me and the girls in my class plus getting easily pissed off at Dylan. He was drunk the entire time!

"Yes I have been drinking and I'm old enough to. I'm motherfucking 17 years old and I can do whatever the hell I want."

He slugged his way over to me and put the gun against my head.

"And what I want is you. You're a innocent pure beauty that I would love to de-flower you. And if you're good enough, maybe we can be in a relationship."

"You're a sick bastard you know that?"

He clicked the gun at my head!

"STOP TRYING TO PISS ME OFF!!!"

Suddenly, sirens were heard and Dylan and I were relieved.

"Shit!"

Chase aimed his gun at Dylan and fired.

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A blood stain was then gradually growing on his t-shirt and he collapses on the ground.

I ran to Dylan and I started crying but then I realized that he wasn't shot. I searched his stomach and everything but no gun wound.

"Can't we do this at a better time babe?" He chuckled at me.

Yup he's okay.

I turned to see Chase collapsed on the ground with blood leaving his stomach.

We both turned to see the police man who saved us and he ran towards us and asked us questions and got us help.

And as Dylan and I are standing with a blanket over us waiting for our parents to come to talk to the officers, I realized that Grace is now safe from Chase's ass but that Dylan and I are getting closer. So it's a sort of happy ending for now I suppose.

But what I wanna know is:

DYLAN PROMISED ME A DATE, WHEN IS HE GOING TO TAKE ME OUT?!?!

Word count: 1358

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Love,
Nikkki