Hey guys! I'm so surprised by how many reviews I've actually gotten. I love all the guesses by the way, some of you were actually pretty close, maybe even right ;) So sorry for the wait though! But here it is.
Chapter 4: Drugs & Text Messages
Kim's POV
It was nightmare after nightmare. Every night. I had lost so much sleep the past week that I literally felt like the walking dead. I shut my eyes, and it would happen all over again. It lived in my memory. Burned in my brain like it had branded me.
When Jack found my bottle, I panicked. What was I supposed to tell him? He certainly couldn't know the truth. I, Kimberly Crawford, drank. No, I don't mean party with friends drink, I mean every night until I'm wasted drink. That drove the monsters out of my head, and during the day I left that up to the marijuana. Well, and the pills on weekends. I had completely spiraled down. I was nothing now. Just an empty body with empty emotions. Jack could see right through me. But I swore to myself the day I left Chicago, that Jack would never know anything about what happened while I was away. No one would.
My phone buzzed, making me twice as jittery as before. I was waiting for it. The message. I knew it would come at some point, and I knew he would want to know if I had kept my mouth shut like I promised.
Does anyone know?
I wished. Maybe if I had come clean about it, I wouldn't be secretly hoping to die.
No. I promised didn't I?
How could I have made such a stupid promise? All I did was seal my fate and guaranteed myself a life of misery.
Good. You better keep your fucking mouth shut. If anyone comes looking for me, I'll know, and you'll pay.
Kill me now. I made a deal with the devil.
No one will look for you. No one knows. But they will if you keep texting me. You're making yourself obvious.
Was I trying to make things worse? Because telling the devil what to go never worked for anyone.
Listen Kimmy. You do as I say. Not the other way around. You're the one skating on thin ice with your little addictions. If your fucking problems lead anyone back to me, you're dead.
My problems? The problems HE caused.
Don't worry. My lips are sealed.
I was fucked. If he didn't kill me, this secret would.
Short chapter. But I thought I'd give you guys a little treat. The plot thickens. What in the world is Kim hiding? And who is this guy?
Dun, dun, dun. Next chapter will be much longer. Review!
