Leah looked at me, horrified. I looked down. Leah put her hand on my shoulder. "Leah Page, will you- Oh, wait!" I said, getting down on my knee.
"Leah Page, will you be my girlfriend?" I asked, smiling.
"Danny! Of course!" Leah screamed, jumping up and down and squealing.
"You love her?" I heard Caylee ask.
I turned around. Caylee stood by the front door, my keys dangling from the ring on her finger. I frowned. Leah looked at me. "Who is she, Danny?"
"Someone who shouldn't be here. Caylee, I'm calling the cops." I replied, staring at Caylee.
"Doesn't matter. You'll be dead by the time they get here." Caylee said, smiling devilishly.
"Danny, stop her!" Leah screamed from behind me. I frowned. Caylee ran forward, holding a key out toward me. She threatened me with the key, trying to stab me. I stood in front of Leah, not letting her get hurt. Caylee stabbed the key into my stomach. I exhaled in pain.
"Danny!" Leah exclaimed, dropping to her knees next to me.
I held my stomach where the key had stabbed. It bled heavily, covering my hand in the sticky substance. Leah sobbed next to me. I winced in pain. "I'm calling the cops." Leah said to Caylee.
"Go ahead, see if I care." Caylee replied, narrowing her eyes at Leah.
Leah picked up her cell phone and dialed 911. She gave the location and other information. She hung up. Caylee ran toward me, pushing Leah out of the way. She fell backwards, crying out in terror. Caylee ran to the kitchen. "No!" I yelled, trying to crawl after her.
"Danny, stop! It's too late." Leah cried.
I held Leah, knowing we could die as soon as Caylee returned. We heard a crashing sound. Leah ran to the kitchen. Broken glass littered the floor. "Sh-she's gone."
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