Disclaimer: I dont own 9lock, i just love it.
I hope you guys like this, let me know you do, or this will be a one shot.
Oh, and originally I had this rated M but that's because I was momentarily paranoid but now i'm not so I changed it back.
I looked around the empty plane. Apparently not many people traveled to South Africa, I wouldn't be either except for the tragedy that happened tonight. I looked out the window at San Francisco, this would probably be the last time I saw the city I'd grown up in. I'd found my best friends in that city, I'd found out who I really was in that city, I'd even found my true love in San Francisco. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the engines start up and sat back, buckling my seat belt and closing the window shade. That was lost to me now. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I didn't want to answer it; it would just be another call to tell me someone else was dead. I pulled it out and looked at it, my heart fell. It was Alek. I held the button down and watched as my phone shut off. I wanted to answer it, I wanted to yell at him, to tell him I never wanted to see or talk to him again. I wanted to tell him that he should just go jump off the bridge. I wanted to tell him how much I loved him, how much I wanted him to hold me, to comfort me. I wanted to tell him how much he had hurt me. I was confused and conflicted not knowing what I wanted to say, not wanting to say anything. I sighed and twisted my blonde hair into a ball behind my head and closed my eyes. Too many things had happened, too many things had happened because of me.
My mom was dead, Brian was dead, I didn't know about Amy or Paul, but at this point I didn't care anymore. I didn't care about anything. Alek had been trying to call me, see me, and talk to me for five hours now. I didn't care. I thought I'd loved him, but now I wasn't sure. I wanted to, I wanted to love him desperately, but after what he'd done I wasn't sure I could. I'd packed my things and gone to the airport. I had looked at the board and bought the first ticket that I could get to the farthest place from here.
The plane pulled away from the gate and I wiped the tears that were running down my cheek. The flight attendant came and put a hand on my shoulder. "Are you alright dear?" she asked her voice heavy with accent. I nodded. I didn't trust my voice. She continued to move on down the aisle and I closed my eyes. I could feel the pull of the plane as it took off. It pressed against my chest making it hard to breathe, but that wasn't the only reason I found hard to draw breath. I thought about tonight, how could everything switch so quickly.
I could see the hurt on Alek's face. I knew I'd said the wrong thing. I knew I needed to explain what I was feeling. I'd wanted to stop Alek before he left my room, but there was something I had to do first. Nothing I would say would change anything. I had to show him. My phone beeped and I looked down at the email from my dad. When I looked back up, Alek was gone. I exhaled and shook my head. He was here for me every other time, and the one time I want him to be here he leaves. I stood for a moment trying to think this out. I looked down at my phone again. My dad was part of my past, Alek was my future. I shoved my phone into my pocket and went downstairs to grab my purse. I pulled my phone out again and texted Brian. He was the crux of every argument that Alek and I had. He was why Alek was hurt. I had to do something, I had to do it for Alek.
CHLOE: Can we meet?
BRIAN: Yeah, Golden Gate Bridge?
CHLOE: 10 min.
I headed out running to get there in time. I would have asked for him to give me a ride, but after what I had to say I didn't want to have to be in a car with him. I rehearsed in my head what I wanted to say to him, over and over, trying to figure out the gentlest way to tell him I couldn't see him anymore. When I got there I saw Brian sitting on a bench. I stopped, sighing and ringing my hands. This was the hardest thing I'd ever done.
"Hi, Brian." I said. He stood up and turned to look at me a smile on his face. I offered him a weak smile, I couldn't fake anything. Something was different about him though, but I passed it off. I just had to get this out or I wouldn't. "Look, Brian, I can't- we can't be friends anymore."
"What?" He asked looking at me. He was puzzled and shocked- How could he not be. He stuck his hands in his pockets and I saw one hand finger something. I brought my eyes back up to meet his. They were filled with hurt and anger. I felt bad, Brian was a good guy. I was really his only friend here, but he wasn't worth losing what I had or could have with Alek. Brian had never been okay with just being friends anyways. "This is about him isn't it?" He asked his voice harsh and barely above a whisper. I stepped forward extending a hand to put on his shoulder. He pulled back. I dropped my hand.
"Brian, this is about more than him, but it does have something to do with him." He brought his hand out of his pocket but it went behind his leg before I could see what was in it. It was the agility he did it with that made me notice. I could feel his anger and hatred towards me; I never expected it to be there. I expected him to be hurt and upset, but not to this extent. Brian was the gentlest man I've ever met, but this was not the man I knew. He was scaring me and I took a step back. I saw Brian look behind me and before I knew what was happening Alek came from behind me claws extended. I couldn't stop him, I couldn't move for a little bit I was so stunned. He hit Brian across the mouth and again but this time he caught him with his claws. I saw blood glisten in the moonlight. By the time I could move it was all over. Brian's throat was slit his face bloody, his stomach sliced open. Alek stood over him. "What did you do!" I shouted. He took a step towards me his hand extended but Brian's blood glistened on his fingers. I shrunk back in horror. The two people in my life who I thought I understood completely were completely unrecognizable to me.
"Chloe, he-" He started but I cut him off.
"I can't believe you! You killed him! I came here to tell him we couldn't see each other, for you. I came here for you! But you just couldn't get over being jealous!" I turned and ran. I've never run as fast as I did that night. Alek followed me for a little bit but I lost him. I went into my house and waited for my mom to get home. I don't know how long I paced back and forth making sure all of the windows and doors were locked. I didn't want Alek to be able to get in. I wanted to be alone. I wanted to talk to my mom, I was going to tell her everything. My phone rang. I picked it up, but I didn't recognize the number.
"Hello?" I asked cautiously.
"Is this Ms. King?" a man asked.
"Yes." I answered hesitantly.
"This is detective Rodgers, I'm afraid that we've found your mother. She's been murdered." I closed my eyes and bit my lip.
"Thank you-" I stopped taking a deep breath. "for telling me." I hung up. I knew that he probably wasn't done, but I hung up anyways. There was nothing I could do. I ran upstairs and grabbed a suitcase shoving random items of clothing, cosmetics, and my computer into it. I could hardly see anything, it was all a blur- a haze hung over my eyes. I called a cab and twenty minutes later I was on my way to the airport. I don't know why I was leaving I just had to get away. I didn't know where I was going, but I was.
I looked at the board above the check in. I bought the first ticket that I saw. Cape Town, South Africa was far enough for me. No one would find me. I checked my bag and wandered my way to the gate making it there as they were boarding. I showed the attendant my boarding pass and walked down the path to the plane. I shoved my back pack into the overhead compartment and sat down. It was all almost gone.
So, here I sat. Alone and grieving, going to a place I'd never been. I was leaving everything I'd ever known. Everything I'd ever wanted. My mom was dead, dying because I was different, hunted. Alek had killed Brian. Alek hadn't trusted me, believed me. I could feel my heart break; I could feel the emptiness and sadness I felt at knowing how I loved a man who had killed another out of jealousy, killed over me.
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