To Good To Be True! Literally It Would Seem

My Bloody Valentine

Part 9

I was scared. No, that's to light of a word for it. I was fricken terrified of how Tom would react. One would be surprised at how fastly your brain works when your turning to face possible death.

Would he even remember me? And if he did... would he even care?

The though frightened me, and when I came face to face, -only mere inches away- from him, the breath caught in my chest. A loud CLANG! rang out through the ally.

I could only assume was the sound of the pick-axe dropping from his hand.

I stared up shakily up at the masked man looming over me, and suddenly the loud breathing cut off abruptly with a startled choke. Neither one of us moved and I just felt the tears start to burn and sting behind my eyes. It was him. It was really Tom...

Unable to hold back the tears any longer, they started to leak hotly out of my eyes. Chin shaking I choked out in a soft, gravely whisper, "T-Tom?" The miner went ridged in front of me and I started to shake a little but pushed on.

"T-Tom? Is that you sweetie?" He started to shake in obvious overwhelming emotion. My voice suddenly gained strength, the gravely sound of my underused vocal cords becoming more pronounced.

"Dammit Tom, say s-something!" I practically shouted, throat instantly groaning in protest. His tremors became more violent and I felt the tears become hotter and the emotions of pain and misery ooze of me. "Tom I said answer me!" I shouted now, voice going a pitch up. When I got nothing besides more of his violent shaking I just sorta... snapped.

"God dammit Tom Hanniger, answer me!" He let out a loud squeak of fear and I felt my anger rise, tears gushing out of my anger laced eyes, chest heaving in pain, "Answer me God damn you! You promised me you son of a bitch!" I heard sobs start to come from behind his mining mask but the anger and misery just kept coming.

Now shaking myself, I screeched, voice screaming in protest, "You PROMISED me Tom! You promised me that you'd help me! That you'd keep me safe!" His sobs had now elevated to full on crying, but I still went on, pain now entering my voice, "I trusted you Tom. I gave my life for you and this is how you repay me?" His head was wilted in misery, shaking violently from his sobs and whimpers.

I couldn't stand it anymore, shouting at his masked face. My hand lashed out and I grabbed the mask by the mouth piece before jerking it off. And when I saw his face, all my anger drained away. Let me ask you something. Have you ever seen something so sad, so... heartbreaking, that it stunned you into silence? I did that day. And that sight was the sight of Tom Hanniger, a broken, insanity riddled man who was filled with guilt and misery.

And just like that, he was forgiven. But not off the hook. Taking his tear stained face into my cold, grey hands I gently brought his eyes up to mine. His beautiful hazel eyes were glazed with a miserable sheen and something else I couldn't quite place. Then it came to me.

Fear?... he was... was afraid of me? My eyes misted with a sadness as I stared into his frighted, dejected eyes.

"Just... just why Tom?" I questioned weakly, visibly wilting before him in exhausting. There was a flicker of confusion that passed over his face and I raked in another deep, painful sigh. "Why would you want to become him Tom? W-Why would you want to become the man who killed me? Who left me to... to bleed to d-death in your arms?" His face scrunched up again and tears started to trickle down his tanned freckled cheeks. I followed quickly behind.

I just needed to know. What had driven Tom to this? To become the one man who had killed me and countless others in cold, merciless blood. "Why Tom? Why would you want to become him? Just tell me why." I begged, hot tears streaking down my grey cheeks. And for the first time that night, Tom Hannigar spoke.

"I became him for you." He answered lowly, eyes suddenly locked with mine. A bolt of shock shot through me and my eyes went owlishly wide. "W-What?" I questioned in confusion and shock.

His face became hard and no trace of regret was in his voice, "They all deserve to die. Axel, Irene, Sheriff Jim. Every goddamn one of them. Sheriff Jim didn't save you, Axel and Irene left you and me behind to die! I couldn't let them get away with that."

Oh, God. He killed for me. Because of me... I started to shake my head fiercely.

"Damnit Tom, no! You can't... You can't just go around killing people because I died! Axel and Irene were scared Tom! They didn't know what to do! And Sheriff Jim did the best he could, you know that!"

It was Tom's turn to shake his head in denial. "No Katie! He should have gotten there faster! He should have killed that bastard before h-he.."

I just shook my head harder, "And what about Sarah, huh Tom? Does she deserve to die to?" His face suddenly smoothed out, and in a deadly calm voice, he answered, "Yes, Katie, even Sarah..." He stopped talking for a long moment before turning his softening eyes back onto me. "You..."

His voice broke, and suddenly he was clutching me closely, almost desperately against his chest. "You shouldn't have died... You shouldn't have had to die dammit all! And now... now I know I really am completely out of my mind."

He chuckled darkly, and voice became soft, loving, "Because your here, and I know this is just my mind playing some sort of sick, cruel joke on me but... but you feel so real." His voice became slightly dreamy when he finished.

Clenching his fists at my sides he suddenly took a firm hold on my chin and tilted my face up towards his.

"And damnit, I'm not going to let you get away that quickly again." And then his warm lips covered mine. I gasped in shock as a lightening bolt of shock and pleasure ran through me and found myself immediately responding with equal tenderness.

His lips were so warm... so sweet. Just like I remembered. This wasn't the kiss of a brutal killer, it was the kiss of the loving boy who had made my heart sing with joy.

Pulling away for a hesitant breath, I felt myself look up into his half lidded, loving eyes. He gently stroked my check with the back of his hand and I felt my insides melt and swish around in my stomach. Giving him the most caring, honest face I could possible, I whispered out soft words to him as my pulse went into overload.

"I... I love you Tom Hanniger." He gave me the most sure, beautiful smile I had ever seen in my life and softly pecked my lips again and again,

"And I love you too Katie." He whispered softly against them and I nuzzled closer into his strong embrace. Maybe being stuck here wouldn't be so bad... Maybe if I could just get Tom the help he nee- Oh, JESUS CHRIST!

I let out a loud scream of agony and collapsed from his grasp onto the cold asphalt below. Tom's eyes went wide with shock and terror before immediately dropping to one knee beside me.

"K-Katie! Katie! Whats wrong!" He begged, but I couldn't answer. I was in to much pain to even move, much less speak. "Ngggghh!" I groaned out, clutching wildly at my abdomen as a sharp spike of blistering pain shot through it. Familiar black flecks started to dot my vision.

Christ, it hurt so much! I looked up at the manic looking Tom and he shook me urgently.

Teary eyes wide and pleading, he sobbed out frantically, "Please tell me whats wrong Katie!" He begged, tears starting to streak down his cheeks again.

I just gave him a pained, weak grunt as my eyes unconsciously choose to close and to roll back into my head.

Feeling darkness start to over take my mind, I was only dimly aware of Tom clutching me to his chest as he sobbed out only one sentence on a never ending loop of desperation.

"Please don't leave me alone again! P-Please! Please don't leave me alone again I'm begging you! Please...!"

And though I had tried desperately to cling to consciousness, I knew it was hopeless. I had disappeared into the endless darkness of unconsciousness again in only a matter of moments

Axel's POV

Responding to a complaint call about hearing the sound of whispering and screams in the ally below their apartment, I had been stunned to find Tom Hanniger was found the next morning in exactly the same spot as he had been all night.

Clinging to a bloody, sky blue baby-doll shirt and a torn pair of jeans -nothing more- still chanting the same pleas and sobs that he had been all night long.

The EMT's had to sedate him before the managed to finally tear the the clothes out of his hands.

Before pulling him into the back of their vehicle, Tom's hazy eyes somehow managed to lock with my own stunned and he managed found the power to scream something out at me in the most hysterical way I had ever heard in my life.

"Its YOUR fault she died Axel!" he snarled out violently, "Your's and Sarah! You're both dead! Do you fucking hear me? DEAD!" And with that, he let out the loudest, most insane cackle anyone on the police force had ever heard before finally managing to be jerked into the vehicle, doors slamming loudly behind him.

Fear flooded my entire body as I watched, face pale as snow as the EMT wailed away.

Tom was insane, not fucking doubt about it. Back in highschool, I'd always tended to avoid any form of actual conflict with Tom, even when they were just teens. And Tom may be a lot of things. A murder? Yes. Nucking Futs? Hell fuckin' yes.

But a liar? Well... I had never known that crazy son of a bitch to tell so much as one single lie in his whole godforsaken life, besides the obvious one about his secret lunatic identity.

I am so fucked...

A dramatic and heartbreaking -again, ha-ha- ending to a dramatic and heartbreaking story.

Where will Katie end up next?

Well, you'll just have to tune in next chapter and find out.

Won't you?...

I know it will be one of these two.

Supernatural, House of Wax or Stonehenge Apocalypse.

Send me your Feedback and personal opining about which you might want first.

See ya'll next chapter.

*winks slyly before snapping fingers loudly and disappears*