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Jack's POV:

"And Donna's face when you said you didn't wanna go out with her; pure perfection!" Kim said, trying to get air back in her lungs from all of the laughing.

We were talking about how Donna Tobin; yeah you know the girl with fantastic legs and the French braid? She asked me out for like the thirtieth time today and I said the same thing, maybe I'll go out with you after have more than 50 calories in a meal. I mean how do you live off of 3 Saltine* crackers and a Coke Zero*? Not my problem.

Anyhow, Kim and I just finished our Saturday practice at the dojo. It's usually not open on Saturdays but since Ruby trusts his star pupils, we both got our own key. Kim and the guys were all meeting at Jerry's house for a hangout session to start the perfect winter break. Kim and I were driving to pick up Milton.

When the two of us got out of the car, Kim reached her hand to press the doorbell when she saw the door was open. "What the heck? The Krupnicks never leave their door open; they're like the safest people on the planet!" She said, stepping in. "Milton? Mr. David? Mrs. Molly? Is anyone home?" I went into the living room and Kim went in the kitchen. I heard a loud gasp and a shaky, "JACK!" and I knew something was wrong. I ran to the kitchen entrance and stopped as soon as I got in there; horrified at the sight in front of me.

Kim was on the floor next to a tied up Julie and Krupnick family. "Jack, they're gone; all of them, they're gone." I went and comforted her I looked around to see who might have done this. I looked on the refrigerator and it said, 'Careful with your friends Brewer, you never know who'll be next.' "Kim, we have to go, we have to go get Jerry and Rudy." She looked up with tears in her eyes when the saw the message. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up with her. "Jerry only lives a block from here, let's go!"

When we got to the Martinez house, we saw the same thing; except Grace was in Julie's spot and there were a lot more people. We sped to Rudy's house to see that he was slipping away. His last breaths were near as she slowly saw the life begin to drain out of his pain filled eyes. "Kim go, get Kathryn. They said she was next." He took a deep breath and slowly let it out. Crap, Katy's in danger!

Kim's POV:

Oh my God, they can't kill Katy; she's the only family that I have left! You see, both my parents died when I was turned 15 and they had Kathryn a month before their death. So, here I am now, almost 18 years old, taking care of my almost three year old sister. (Katy is a nickname for Kathryn)

Most of Seaford knew about my situation and the whole town did all they could to take care of Katy and I. After my parent's funeral, they got us and apartment, where Jack ended up moving in after the second week and he's been there ever since. I know you're thinking, "Why would his parent's let him live with me?" Well, Jack and his parents have never gotten along and his parents are also super rich. So, they thought I was some cheap gold digger and because the first time they saw me I was with Katy, by myself, they just assumed that I wanted to tie Jack down to Katy and I. I wanted Jack to be with me, I always have but he'd never want me. He's too perfect; he's kind and sweet and loyal and super duper –

"Kim, get out, we're here." Jack said, snapping me out of my Jack-induced day dream.

I hoped out of Jack's GMC Sierra* and sprinted to our apartment door. I ran up to Katy's room and opened the door and screamed at what I saw. I saw Katy's babysitter, Anya on the floor with a knife in her chest. There was blood all around her body and her eyes were still open.

When I came back to reality, a sleeping, breathing Katy was in my arms and I was in Jack's. "Kim, there are still people in the house; we have to go, now!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the house. Everything was going smoothly until we were getting into the car. About five guys in all black came out of my house and started shooting at us. "KIM! Get in the car; I'll cover you; you gotta get out of here!" Jack screamed, using his body as a shield for Katy and I. I climbed into the passenger seat and handed Katy to Jack so I could climb in the driver's seat and Jack in the passenger's and we could leave with minimal damage.

Jack got in and put Katy in her car seat as I frantically drove out of the driveway. The men were still shooting at the car until we were out of sight.

"Drive to San Jose. Go to a shell station there. I'll fill up and start driving then." Jack said, seriously. I followed his directions, until we reached San Jose, and pulled over to fill up his truck with gas.

"Jack, where are we going?" I asked. "I don't know. Get in the passenger's seat or in the back." He said, still serious. Jack was never serious with me. "But Jack–"I started. "KIM, GET YOUR DUMB ASS OUT OF MY DAMN WAY!" He yelled.

I froze in my spot as tears welled up in my eyes. Yelling was one thing but he cursed at me and called me dumb. He knows that I detest being called dumb!

"YOU KNOW WHAT JACK, FINE I'LL MOVE. BUT I'M SORRY FOR BEING SO STUPID AND BEING AFRAID BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO KILL ALL OF THE PEOPLE WE LOVE!" I screamed at him, climbing out of the car and going into the store.

"Kim, Kimmy wait." Jack said, grabbing my waist and turning me around. By that time, there were hot tears streaming down my face. "Kim, I didn't mean it, I swear. I'm just trying t make sure that we get out of here alive. I've already lost so much; I'm not strong enough to lose you and Katy too."

I spun on my heel and got us a couple of honey buns and juice bottles for the road.

When I was walking back to the truck, Jack was putting the gas nozzle away and was about to get into the car. I jogged over to him. I gave him a bear hug and nuzzled my head into his chest simultaneously and said, "I forgive you." He chuckled and we got into the car, ready for whatever was ahead of us.

He turned on the radio and I started singing Wrecking Ball. Then, Clarity started playing when Jack's phone started ringing.

I gave Jack a questionable look before answering.

"Hi, Kimmy." A familiar, feminine voice said.

"MOM!"