that's what I'm worried about right now. I take a deep breath and cover my face to try to make the tears pass but there's so much adrenaline in me right now that I can't seem to control any bit of emotion right now.
Krista just hugs me until we hear a banging on the door and someone yell, "Police!"
She gently untangles herself from me and runs to the front door to let them in and I curl into myself as I hear her telling the story of what happened. The next moment, a police officer and a couple paramedics come into the room.
The paramedics come over to me, "Ma'am, are you ok?"
I nod shakily, "She didn't do anything to me...I have a fractured leg from an accident a month ago, but she didn't hurt me anymore."
"Ok, ma'am. But we're going to look you all over just in case."
I just nod again and let them take all my vitals and see another team of people come into the room to take pictures of everything and gather the gun up. Then I notice someone has a body bag and have to cover my face because I don't think I can handle seeing what's left of Alexia. All that beauty and talent all lost for nothing, jealousy destroyed her.
Before the paramedics leave the room, I stop one of them "Our bodyguards, she mentioned something about poisoning them. Are they ok?"
"Yes ma'am, we found them knocked out in their cars out front. They're going to need recovery time, but they'll be alright.", he nods at me and him and his partner leave the room.
When I finally see Krista come back into the room, I feel completely drained.
"Are you ok?", I ask her worriedly.
She nods and squeezes my hand again, "Just had to answer a lot of questions and fill them in on what happened with the accident and everything."
"Oh God, I need to call Liam, and you need to call Scott!"
"I already did sweetie", she says calmly and hugs me, "They're getting the first flight out. They already informed the important people of what's happened and they've rescheduled all interviews and everything. Everything's going to be alright, ok? How about we call your Mom to see if we can stay there until they get here. I don't think I can stand to sit in this room another second."
"I agree. Could you help me into the living room?"
She pulls my arm through hers and I limp into the living room and watch all the madness of the police collecting evidence and speaking with neighbors and everything.
"We really need to get out of here.", I whisper shaking my head as I call my parent's house and relay our ordeal. As expected my mother starts having a meltdown and my dad comes on the phone to tell me he'll come pick us up.
"All set.", I tell Krista taking in everything going on around us. "When do you think the guys will be here?"
"Just a few hours...and I swear if they think they can get away with going somewhere without us again, they have another thing coming. Scott is staying at the very least in the same state as me from now on."
"That's going to go double for Liam.", I sigh closing my eyes for a minute, "God, I'm so glad this is all over. I hate that it came down to my life or hers...but I'm glad it's over."
Krista just walks over and hugs me, "Me too."
Later, I've crashed in my old room from pure mental and emotional exhaustion when Liam barrels in and I barely get to open my eyes before I'm in his arms and his head is buried in my neck, "Oh baby, I'm so sorry....I shouldn't of even gone to L.A...if Krista hadn't been there.", his voice cracks and I pull back to look him in the eyes.
"Hey...I'm alright. Krista WAS there, don't let the what-ifs get the best of you, ok? I've had enough of that running through my head as is.", I tell him and hug him tight, "I'm so glad you're here."
He lets out a breath and looks me up and down, "You’re sure you’re ok?"
I nod, "I am, I swear. What’s going to happen now, Liam?”, I ask in a whisper.
He lets out a frustrated sigh, "A lot of headaches most likely. Krista will probably have the worst of it because she's
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