CHAPTER TWENTY

POV Emily

"My parents..." I started to turn back, and Caroline grabbed my arm with a questioning look.

"No, Emily!"

"Caroline, I need to know what's happening," I continued insisting.

"They're your parents, and they want to kill your baby," she said, standing in front of me.

"Tyler is coming," Emma said, returning to us with her phone in hand.

"Where did he go?" I asked, noticing that the sounds from outside had stopped.

Caroline paused for a moment, stepping out of the small room and peeking into the hallway.

"Damn," she said, turning back to us.

"What happened?"

"He's inside the house!" she said, scanning the room with her eyes. She went to a drawer, grabbed a syringe and a small vial with liquid, and began filling the syringe with it.

"What are you going to do with that?" I asked.

"Put our little friend to sleep."

She started to leave the room, tiptoeing, trying to make as little noise as possible. I followed her, but Emma held me back.

I heard the sound of breaking glass, making m