Chloe screamed as she saw Jimmy's mouth bleeding and a pipe sticking through his gut. Davis stood there, weapon in hand, with the look of an enraged animal. His eyes flashed coldly at her yet his words spoke of turbulence.
"You never loved me at all!" Davis screamed. "What was I to you huh? Someone you could pity? Did it satisfy your altruistic heart?"
"I wanted to save you." her voice cracked.
"Oh wow, my savior, bravo." Davis smirked. "And while you're at it, why don't you round up the little hopeless kids on the street and save them too. Pretend to be in love with them and what not."
Chloe stared at him. Never had Davis spoken to her in this way. Something was off.
"You're not Davis." she said smugly. "I know who you are,"
"But I'm standing before you in flesh and bone Chloe! So let's get this over with, shall we. I'll make this quick and painless."
Davis lunged towards her. He aimed the pipe at her heart but she turned sideways and grabbed one end knocking him off. The guy was an amateur in the least. Chloe hit him over and over with the pipe.
"First off you're not Davis. First up, Davis has manners to please the Queen. Secondly, Davis would never kill Jimmy. And third, you've missed the dimples clear off his face moron."
Fake Davis slumped to the floor. There was a light. His dark hair started changing to a reddish brown.