Sacrificing Morgan
Chapter Nineteen: Chapter Nineteen
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Morgan and Chris trudged over to the elevator in the maroon hallway. "Is it me or do I feel watched?" Morgan frowned. Chris spun his head around the hallway. "It's you. There is no one here. You've been jumpy all morning, relax."
"If your sister was stalking you with her troops, wouldn't you feel nervous?" Morgan bit her vanilla flavored lip. Chris chuckled. "I am an only child." Morgan rolled her eyes, which were covered by her black glasses that she recently started wearing. "You think you're so funny, don't you?"
Chris nodded proudly. "I know I am." He stood up high and tall and made Morgan giggle. "But on all seriousness, Chris, I really do feel like someone is watching me-stalking me-hunting me. Waiting for me to be alone so they could reach out and grab me."
He frowned. "No one is going to do that. If it makes you feel better, I am not going to leave your side. Just calm down." Morgan nodded and grabbed his hand. "Okay, just let's go." She pressed the elevator button, trying to calm her nerves.
"Do you hear that?" She suddenly asked, whipping her head around. She pressed her ear up against the door in front of them. Stephanie's door. Morgan ran her tongue over her lips. "I hear muffled whispering," She said softly. "Now I know they are trying to kill me."
Chris yanked her away from the door. "Stop it." The elevator came to a slow halt and Chris pulled her in. "Ow!" Morgan rubbed her arm. "That really hurt." Chris rolled his eyes. "Stop this nonsense! Stephanie is JEALOUS of you. You're prettier than her, smarter than her, you are more vivacious than her—"
"Don't flatter me." Morgan said curtly. Chris frowned at the woman in front of him. "So…" He trailed off, leaving the subject of someone trying to kill Morgan. "Are we scheduled for RAW?" Morgan shifted about uncomfortably. "You have a monologue against Rhyno, and I just valet you around. We host Heat, though." Chris nodded.
He pressed the lobby button slowly. "Now Heat will be on fire since your hosting." He whispered. Morgan giggled and leaned against the rail. Chris slowly moved in for a kiss, and the lights suddenly went out and the elevator crashed down five stories. "Oh my god…" Morgan's breath became short as she pummeled down. She screamed and tugged onto Chris' shirt.
"Keep me safe." She whispered. Chris nodded. "I always will." Morgan trembled as the tears slid down her cheeks. The elevator rattled, and metal beams and nails came shooting out. "We're going to fucking die!" Chris pushed Morgan's head down as a metal beam aimed for her. "Get down!" He screamed.
While he pushed her head to the floor, the metal beam plunged Chris in the head. Morgan screamed as she saw the blood trickle from Chris's scalp. The elevator stopped moving. The nails rattled against the floor. The blood was as large as a pond now. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." Morgan was frantic.
"CHRIS?! CHRIS?!" She screamed. Chris sat up slowly and coughed up blood. "Morgan-" He coughed. Morgan took his bloodied hand. He collapsed in her arms. Morgan screamed. "Chris…" She moaned. "CHRIS!" She pushed him hard. He didn't move a muscle.
The elevator door swung open. "What happened here?" The hotel manager asked. Morgan screamed again and broke down crying. "Oh my god…"