Author's note:
I'm a little late for the update and I am so so sorry. I try to update at least every four days but my EOGs are coming up and I need to study…a lot. I'll try updating as often as I can though! I honestly think this won't be a very long story; it'll probably end in 6 chapters. Anyways…ENJOY!
Kristy POV.
I stare at the tinted window of the van. Street lights flash by as we speed down the highway. It was probably around two in the morning and the sky outside was pitch dark.
"Not swag yo! I was about to eat that!" I facepalm and stare at Jerry. Really? He was about to eat rotten cheese. Well isn't that just charming…This is going to be a longer ride then I had expected. Rudy had the fantastic idea of stealing the van from the two drunken idiots and all of us going to New York together. Luckily Rudy offered to drive, if not I might have collapsed from fatigue while driving and crashed the van. I am exhausted! Unfortunately when you're in the same room as Jerry, Eddie, and Milton, it's quite hard to get some rest.
"Guys, I'm tired. I want to sleep." My voice sounds like a weak little girl begging for some rest. If I sound like that, I must REALLY need some sleep. Jerry, Eddie, and Milton abruptly stop talking and look at me worriedly. Milton hands me his pullover to use as a pillow and I gladly take it. I walk, well crawl to a corner of the van and lay down. Fatigue takes over my body and I fall into a deep peaceful sleep; or so I thought.
My nightmares are always terrible. They don't involve monsters or aliens but they are all completely real. That's why they're so horrible. When I wake up I can't tell myself that nightmares are fake because that would be a lie. Because all they really are, are memories replaying themselves.
"Mummy? Mummy, why won't you wake up?" I was on my knees; my white dress was stained with blood from kneeling down next to her. I held her hand tight in mine but there was no response. My confusion started to build up. Just seeing her body lie on the floor; lifeless with blood all over…my five year old self couldn't understand that she was dead. I didn't get it. I glanced up and look at Daddy. Tears flowing down his face; he seemed unable to stop crying. Tears started pricing my own eyes. My confusion soon turned into anger. I didn't understand what was happening. I didn't understand why everyone was crying. I didn't understand why no one would tell me what was going on. All I knew was there was a loud bang and Mummy fell to the ground.
"Why won't she wake up Daddy? Why won't you answer me!" I threw a tantrum. It was just too much at once. I started crying, screaming, and kicking. Daddy just stood there. He was in shock but I didn't understand that. I thought he was just being mean. Eventually he snapped out of it. He knelt down beside me, gave me a hug and carried me away. I struggled in his hold. I wanted to go back to mummy. I wanted to stay by her side. Daddy was just being mean and wouldn't let me stay. Tears flowed rapidly down my cheek, blurring my vision. As Daddy carried me away, Mummy's body got smaller and smaller, eventually she disappeared. That was my last memory of her.
My eyes snap open. I was breathing hard. I feel the van moving slowly. I look around to see Jerry, Eddie, and Milton sleeping peacefully and Rudy driving in the front of the van. There's no way I can lose them. They're my family. Kevin's taken away enough of my loved ones. This has to stop; I've taken enough of this. I'm stopping him, even if it means I'll have to kill him.
Kim POV.
Awkward. I've been in several awkward moments but this tops it all. I glance at Jack who standing by the other side of the bed.
"Umm…" It was getting late and we both needed to sleep. The only problem was that it had started raining outside and there were a few leaks in the warehouse so the floor was wet.
"You know what? I'll just sleep on the floor again. It's just a little bit of water I won't hurt me, right?" he grabs a pillow and gently puts it down on the wet floor but before the pillow touches the floor I shake my head.
"No." How could I let him sleep on wet floor? I'm not heartless! "We can share the bed. I don't mind." Lies, of course I minded. Sure we were on better terms but he still broke me. I can't just let that go. I climb onto the bed slowly and lie down. I can see Jack hesitate but lies on the bed as well. Both of us just lying silently stick straight next to each other with our eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. As I said before… awkward. A sudden roar of thunder echoes through the warehouse. I jump at the sound. I've never liked storms, they are loud and depressing. I feel Jack put an arm around me and pull me closer. I don't resist and snuggle into his chest. Another roar of thunder erupts. I let out a small whimper; my cheeks flush in embarrassment. How could I be so weak? It's just a storm. Jack puts both his arms around me and hugs me tight. I lay my head on his chest and listen to the steady beat of his heart. It's a comforting sound. As I almost fall asleep in his arms a loud bang echoes through the room. At first I didn't think it was anything to worry about; the storm could have just knocked something over but then I heard some shouting. The bangs became repetitive, as if someone was knocking on the door. I sit up quickly and Jack does too. We both look at each other and run to the mini dojo to grab a Bo staff each for protection. I slowly walk forward, my eyes locked on the door. The person outside bangs on the door once more. I hear incoherent screams from outside. As Jack and I get closer to the entrance of the warehouse the screams and shouts get louder and louder, clearer and clearer.
"Jackson, Kimberly. We know you're in there. There's no escape; we've got you surrounded."
Oh, we're in deep shit.
Author's note:
Cliffie! I put in quite a bit of kick there just for you guys! Kristy's nightmare was a little sad and depressing but I wanted it to make her more determined to take Kevin out. Well anyways how was it? Okay, so-so, could've done better? Review!