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Saving Will – Chapter 9: The Lollipop Killer
Suze's POV:
"Sheesh. This is Kelly's house?" I yelled through the rain. It looked ominous in the darkness. "Nice place to raise a kid."
"It's not always like that," Gaia answered as we ran to the house. Ugh. I was soaked. Next time I time travel, I am so bringing an umbrella. When I traveled back to 1850, it was raining. Now, it's raining again. Does the weatherman have a grudge against me or something?
Gaia kicked the door open and we barged in.
"Aah!" We turned around to see a little girl- Jasmine, I think- staring at us, quivering in fear. I guess we might have looked dangerous since we just barged in, gun in hand. The rain and thunder did not help at all.
Gaia walked to Jasmine and comforted her. "Hi Jasmine! It's me, Gaia. Don't be afraid. That's Suze over there, a good friend." I waved at the kid. She was cute. She raised her tiny hand and moved it a bit.
While Gaia talked with Jasmine, I heard a sound of a woman singing and the occasional splash of water. Kelly must be in the shower. Good.
"Gaia?"
"Will!" she yelled in exuberance as she embraced him and attacked him with kisses. I moved over to Jasmine and covered her innocent eyes. What? I didn't want her to watch them make out.
He gave her a panicked and incredulous look as he pushed her away. "Shh! Keep quiet!" he hissed. "The killer is in here! What's wrong with you, Gaia?" He noticed me. "Suze? Gaia… what is this lunatic doing here?"
"I've see you've met… Anyway, she's not a lunatic," she said as I was going to yell at him. "She's here to help." Ha! Take that, Will! I thought smugly. She believes me!
"Yeah, whatever, I don't care! The killer is here! His name is-"
"Bob Bentley." Gaia and I finished his sentence together. He stared at us. "Hey- H- how- did you know?"
"Long story short, whatever she said is true," Gaia said quickly. Will suddenly paled.
"Does that mean… does that mean I'm really going to- to- die?" His voice was shocked. I nodded gravely.
"Mommy!" Jasmine suddenly wailed. Crap. I had forgotten about her.
"Shh!" the three of us hissed together.
Gaia spoke urgently in low tones. "Jasmine, a very dangerous man is in your house right now. I want you to get your mother and get away from here. Go to the police, and tell the-"
She fell down, unconscious.
A man walked forward, an evil grin in his face. Bob Bentley. The Lollipop Killer.
"Go!" I urged Jasmine. She nodded and ran towards the stairs.
"Been talking about me?" Bob looked at Gaia's body. "Aw. Such a shame. She was a babe."
Babe. I shuddered.
Will raised his Walther and aimed it towards Bob. "Put your hands up and drop your weapon," he commanded confidently.
He twirled something- the knife. Its blade glinted under the poor light. "I wouldn't be so sure about that," he taunted cockily. "After all…" He positioned it under Gaia's neck. "We wouldn't want Gaia to die now, would we?"
Will's confidence and hold on his gun wavered. "Suze… I thought it was supposed to be me…Now what? Gaia's going to die?" he asked hoarsely.
"No. We still have a shot at this." I whispered. As soon as I said that, I shot my foot up ad kicked Bob squarely on the chin. I expected my foot to hit something hard, but instead, something held my foot.
"Bad girl. You've been a bad girl," he murmured, his grip on my ankle tightening. He was faster than I thought. And I thought all those kickboxing would pay off.
He pulled my foot back, making me stumble forward. He suddenly shoved me back, and I fell against the wall, groaning. I knew I was about to fall unconscious. With my last final strength, I thought of home. I thought of the future, where Will would be alive… I could feel myself traveling… I had already helped Gaia by warning her past self. I had done my part. Now, it was up to Will to make it out of there alive- both him and Gaia.
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Will's POV:
He pulled Gaia's foot backwards, then shoved her forward. She stumbled backwards and hit her head on the wall, making her groan.
"Will, Will, Will. Now, I don't want to kill you. But if I have to, trust me, I will." Bob had a crazed look in his eyes. Without a doubt, I knew he wasn't the same man I knew from when I was a kid. This was a madman. "Drop your gun."
I ignored him and kept it trained on him.
"Will? Will? What's happening?" Gaia mumbled, regaining consciousness.
"Drop it," he commanded. "Or Blondie here gets it." Gaia looked at the blade with a blank expression. This was another time I had seen her 'fearlessness' at work. A normal person would have been sweating right now with a nervous expression. But not Gaia. She looked as cool, calm and collected as ever.
But I'm a normal person who felt fear. Right now, I was terrified. I was afraid- for Gaia's life.
I dropped my gun.
Bob picked it up and dropped his knife. "Guns are so much more easier to use compared to knives… much cleaner, too." He laughed- a lunatic's laugh. I realized it was him, and not Suze, who was the lunatic. I turned my head, looking for Suze. She was gone. Where did she go? It was like she just vanished into thin air. As I thought of Suze, Bob suddenly kicked Gaia away and lunged- at me.
He held me against a wall, the gun aimed at my neck. "Such a shame," he sneered. "But you just had to get involved. Any last words?"
Can you believe this guy?
"Yeah, I actually do. You're gonna pay for everything you've done, right here, right now." I brought my fist up and aimed a punch towards his nose. He grabbed my fist with the hand he was using to hold me, so I used this to my advantage. We both struggled, trying to get the gun. I grabbed it, but he drew it back. I got my hands on it, and both our fingers were squished against he trigger as we struggled around the room. He jerked his hand a little, pulling the trigger. A shot rang. I winced anxiously, waiting for the pain. But a different voice cried out. A female voice.
Gaia.
In a burst of adrenaline, I punched Bob hard, and he fell down, unconscious. I heard footsteps and heavy panting.
"Will!" Kelly cried out from the top of the stairs. "The police are coming. I've also called- oh my. Oh my god. Is that- Is that Gaia? Oh god."
Remembering her, I hurried towards her body, ignoring Kelly's hysterical cries. I looked at the wound, and I instantly knew that there was a slim chance she would make it out alive. It had hit an artery, and she was bleeding heavily.
"Gaia," I whispered.
"Will….." she croaked.
"No…No. You are making it out of here alive," I urged her determinedly, blinking away unwanted tears.
"Will…." Her breathing became ragged.
"Hang in there. Kelly's getting help… Gaia, do not give up!" I yelled.
She drew in a deep breath. "Will…" She managed a small smile. "I knew someday my fearlessness… It would get me in trouble someday…"
"Gaia!" I yelled again. "Damn it; do not give up on me!"
"Its okay, Will…" She coughed. "I'm not scared… of death… I'm fearless, remember?"
"Gaia! No! Just a few more minutes!" I urged her again.
"Will….." She drew in a shaky breath, then silence. She stopped breathing. She was dead.
I stared at her in horror. She was dead… because of me. It should have been me who died, not her. I stood up, my body shaking. I took one step forward, and then I fell down and hit my head hard. Huh. I must have slipped. On Gaia's blood.
I felt my consciousness slipping away… I welcomed the darkness. It made the pain go away…
Good bye, pain I told myself, smiling a little bit.
The last thing I noticed before I fully fell unconscious was a bright orange lollipop.
Oh no! I know everyone hates me right now for ending it there. Don't worry. In the next chapter, everything will be revealed…
The answer to last chapter's question: There are no apples during winter. They should just go to the supermarket, as Jane suggested. :D This chapter's question:
A man- let's name him Will- is in a room filled with flowers. Will was given a challenge by the queen, to find out which flower was the real one. Now, all of them smelled and felt like a real flower. He made one request, to open the window. The queen obliged, and he opened it. Within seconds, he had picked out the real one. Now, how did he know which flower was the real one, out of all the fake ones?
You know what to do if you want to see what happens next!
Jen
