Chapter 1: Separated

Kaitlyn's POV:

I knew as I looked into his bright loving blue eyes that there was no place I would ever want to be more than right here, right now in the arms of Jonathan. It was perfect; he leaned down and kissed me, not just a small and short kiss, but a long kiss that really meant something. As we separated he said, "We should really be getting back we don't need to worry anyone."

"You're probably right," I said, "Jonathan, what if they find me… Why do they want me?"

"They won't find you. I won't let them find you! I can't tell you why they want you in all honesty because, I haven't the slightest clue. The Justicators will search but never find you!"

He had spoken to soon our disappearance had aroused suspicion of the towns people, so they had gone to the Justicators to tell them where they had seen me going. An overly large man had come out and pulled us apart last I remember I was screaming Jonathan's name and then I was hit on the temple with what seemed to be a club, but I'm really not quite sure. Then I feel the pain that comes with the hit of what should have been a fatal blow. Wait I'm not dead! Then the trees seem to be spinning around me Jonathan is on the ground with blood coming from a large gash on his arm. I then begin to feel the sticky wetness of blood on my face. I begin seeing blotches I try saying his name but all I get out is, "Jona-" my words cut off by another blow to my head but this time to the top, then all goes black.

I wake up with a shearing headache, I don't know where I am but I do know that the room is dark and I still feel blood running down my head. How long was I out for? I tear a long strip of my now blood red and white t-shirt and try and stop the bleeding the pressure hurts and I scream at the pain and black out again.

This time I wake up in a much brighter room the blood has stopped flowing I'm in clean clothes and the blood has been washed from my face. I look around wondering where I am I know I'm not home. This can't be anywhere near my home in Bridgeston. Where is Jonathan I need him I long for the touch of his hands against my face, I long for his warmth. Thinking of this makes me cry, I cry until I can't cry anymore.

Jonathan's POV:

Just that morning I stood with Kaitlyn in my arm's her lips against mine. Now she's gone just like that. She's nowhere to be found with no trace of where she could be. She was screaming my name I couldn't get to her a man had grabbed my arm. I tried to get away and reach her I screamed her name she was going unconscious I had to get to her. I bit the man's arm hoping he would let go. The man screamed and slashed my arm with a knife and elbowed me in the back. The blood was oozing out of my arm I looked at the cut I could see my bone through it. I looked at Kaitlyn but she was slumped over unconscious. I whispered, "Kaitlyn, I Love You, and I promise I will find you." Then I fell into unconsciousness. I wake up in a small pool of blood I tear a piece off my shirt and wrap it around my arm. I run home to my parents crying, I don't seem to care how unmanly it is I have a five inch gash on my arm and just watched my love go unconscious and be taken by the Justicators.

My mom looks at my arm and rushes me to the hospital, we get there and I'm rushed into a surgical room. They said there was infection and I was going to need a skin graft. I have no idea what's going on as they put me under. Kaitlyn runs through my mind then I'm awake. There is no more blood I can no longer see the gash and my mom told me I could go home tomorrow. I think back to the events earlier and have to stop because I realize that I'm starting to cry and my mom's going to be worried. I fall into a restless sleep, and then there was a nightmare: She's running I don't know what from she's bleeding a lot there is cuts on her arms and legs, she has a long gash across her face. What's happening I turn and find she's running from the Justicators they're gaining on her the loss of blood is making her face go pale. She slows down I'm yelling but she can't hear me they catch her and the knife goes into her stomach. I'm screaming and I hear my mom saying, "Jonathan get up, Jonathan please wake up! JONATHAN!" I wake up and find my hearts been racing and I was screaming Kaitlyn's name over and over. My mom looks worried and asks me what's wrong I just reply, "Just a nightmare, Mom?"

"Yes sweetheart?"

"I have to find her. I won't be able to rest until I do!"

"Yes dear, I understand your father and I will not stand in your way."

"Thank you mom, it really means a lot." I say as I hug her we then walk outside and return home. My minds racing as I think, I must find her I must go back to the woods and follow the blood trails.