Brooke's POV
James sat on my bed, his arm wrapped around me as I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"Can I admit something?" I murmured softly, and he looked down at me curiously.
"Of course."
"I'm still terrified. Daniel is out there somewhere, and even though I have two cops outside my house, I feel like he's going to pop out of my closet in the middle of the night." I admitted, biting my lip slightly.
"Babe, you have every reason to be scared. You went through a traumatic experience. But I do want you to know that you are much safer than before."
"I know, but haven't you ever watched the Scream movies? That psycho killed the cops outside the house, and got inside." I pointed out, biting my nails. James blinked at me.
"I'm pretty sure Daniel isn't going around wearing a mask and kill
