Chpt. 1
Hey guys! This is my first story that I've posted on this site so I hope you enjoy it! Feedback is GREATLY appreciated! I know it's very short but I had to give it a good foundation to start on. It is based of off the movie Safe Haven. If you have never seen it, I suggest you do so. It takes place in a town called Southport where my family vacations often. Its my home away from home. So I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, characters, the movie Safe Haven, and any brand names mentioned in this story.
Dark.
That's all she can see. All she can feel. All that consumes her.
She tells herself that this is over. This is the end of this life. The minute she steps on this bus it will act as some sort of teleporter. Take her to some place where this pain won't be felt, won't be all she sees.
But deep down she knows it will always be there. To haunt her dreams. To wake her up in the night. "Southport" the marquee on the Greyhound bus says. She takes a few unsteady steps onto the crowded bus with faces that are meaningless as she trys to escape the nagging feeling that it's not over. She sits beside some young mother with a flushed face and a screaming child.
That's when she sees him. Hears him. The very reason for this desperate escape from her old life. He's trying to search the bus beside them. He can't stop this bus. "Go" she whispers. "Go, go, go." And just like that the bus lurches forward and she sees him looking. Seeking her out.
Once again darkness stabs her like a sharp knife. Eats her away till there's nothing left to beg for. Knaws on her insides. But she's used to it. She shouldn't be. Shouldn't have resulted to bearing the darkness, much less accepting it. But that is over. She must fake. Must forget, if that's even possible. Must leave this beind. That's what she's best at: faking. Because Jennifer Jareau- LaMontagne doesn't exist any more.
I hope you enjoyed! Please leave a review, follow/favorite etc. I'm planning on updating about every three to four days depending on the feedback this story gets.
