Oh my God. Ben got to Skyler while I was getting food today. According to eyewitnesses, Skyler was mysteriously tossed out our room's window and into the hotel's swimming pool.

My cell phone rang while I was in the Walmart parking lot with a bag of groceries in hand. Here's what happened;

I pick up the phone. "Hello?"

"Good afternoon ma'am, do you know a Skyler Johnson?"

"Yeah, he's my fiancè, why?"

"He was tossed out your hotel room window not twenty minutes ago."

I immediately dropped the bag I was holding, bolted to my car, and drove off to the hotel.

I burst into the hotel, nearly breaking the glass door. I approached the nearest EMS. "WHERE IS MY FIANCÈ?"

"Calm down, ma'am. We have everything under control."

"THAT ISN'T ANSWERING MY QUESTION!"

"R-Rachel!" A weak voice sounded from behind me.

I whirled around to see Skyler sitting on one of the lobby chairs. His face looked horribly pale, and he was soaking wet.. The EMS wrapped him up in an orange emergency blanket. He looked so scared. I walked over and wrapped my arms around him. He was shaking.

"I saw him." He whispered in my ear.

"I know. I am so sorry I wasn't here."

"He would've killed you!"

"I know."

"You're not-?"

"No more running, Skyler. I'm not afraid of him anymore."

He gave me a look that screamed, "WHAT THE F***?"

"I'm going back to the apartment" I told him, "I'm ending this once and for all."

"Then I'm going with you." Skyler said.

"Right. We'll go tonight."

Skyler nodded, his terrified expression turning to determination.