" youre being lame Ive seen 13 yr olds write btr than this. :P" - And I've seen monkeys spell better than you.

You're being lame. I've seen thirteen year olds write better than this. - This would be the correct way to insult me sweetie. Learn how to spell and use grammar correctly before putting me down, alright? You look ignorant and just plain stupid. Thanks.

Anyways...HELLO! I'm back with chapter eleven. I'm sorry it took awhile for me to upload this chapter, but I had a hard time deciding on what to do and how to bring Kim's character a little strength. I thought she was looking a little too much like a damsel in distress.

Also, thank you to all my LOYAL readers and reviewers. You're all so sweet and I enjoyed reading all of your encouraging comments about my haters haha.

This goes out to all of you.

P.S. I'm thinking of creating a Twitter for my FanFics. I'd use it to let you know expected updates, new story ideas, and basically just a new way to keep in touch with me and let me know what you all are thinking. If you want me to, let me know :)

XOXO - M

Chapter 11: Stronger Than Yesterday

Kim's POV

Jack and I stood in my bedroom, staring at all the damage Brandon had done. The message painted across my wall was perfectly clear and it was obvious of what it meant.

Brandon was not going to leave.

I looked over at Jack and realized just how much my current situation was beginning to affect him. He was angry. I could tell by the way his jaw had clenched and how red his hands were becoming from squeezing his fists together to tightly. He had been a ticking time bomb from the moment he found out who Brandon was, and this was the perfect moment for him to lose it.

"Kim, I'll find him. I promise. I'll get rid of him." Jack said as he turned to face me. I sighed. Of course Jack would say that. He was always determined to be the protector, and when it came to me he would do whatever it took to ensure my safety. Normally, I'd let him. This time was different. I couldn't believe how stupid I had been to even bring him into this in the first place. I had been ignorant from the very beginning. Letting this guy take control of my life, making me do things I never would have imagined doing ever in my lifetime, and threatening not only my life, but my friends as well. It had to change, and as much as I wish he could be the one to do it, it had to be me.

"Jack, I appreciate everything that you've done for me. You've kept me from going back to my old habits, giving me a healthy way to vent. You've kept me safe. I can't ask anymore from you. This is my mess." I said. I could see the anger in Jack's eyes rise.

"What are you talking about? You haven't asked anything of me. I have done all of this for you because I care about you. It's my job to protect you, Kim. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if something happened to you. What mess have you created Kim? You haven't done anything wrong, except try to heal in your own way. It wasn't the smartest way of doing it, but you were hurt. I understand. This is all his fault. This is his mess!" Suddenly Jack's fist connected with the door frame. He yelled out curse words as he continued to punch the door frame, imagining it as Brandon. The ticking time bomb had blown.

I watched as Jack's blows broke off pieces of my door. What had I done to him? I had expected him to be there for me. I had threw all of my problems on him. I stressed him out, I built his anger. All because I was a coward. I was too scared of my own fears and issues to realize that I was hurting Jack. My best friend.

"Jack, please stop." I say as I walk up to him and place a hand on his shoulder gently. Jack spins around to look at me. Tears fell down his face, a mask of sadness placed now instead of anger. I quickly throw my arms around him, tears beginning to form in my eyes as well now. I needed to fix this. Now.

"Jack, please listen to me." I whisper in his ear. I feel him nod slowly.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for bringing you into this when it was never your burden to bear. I'm sorry for everything. I never wanted to hurt you. You really have done so much for me, and as much as I enjoy having you around to watch over me, I need to do something for myself now." Jack quickly released me and stared at me, looking half terrified, half sad.

"You can't go after him Kim!" He shouts. I shake my head and bring him into another hug reassuring him that's not what I had in mind.

"I don't want to Jack. I would never put myself in another dangerous situation with him."

"Then what do you want to do?" He asks, now calm and curious.

"I want to come clean. I want to go to the police. I want the guys to know, and I want him arrested. I don't want to keep secrets anymore and I can't let him run around free, trying to hurt me again or some other girl." I bit my lip. I knew it was the right thing to do, but I was nervous that Jack wouldn't think so. But all I got in return was a smile.

"That has to be the smartest thing you've ever said Kim, and the most courageous thing you'll probably ever do." I nodded in agreement. Telling the truth about something like this could never be easy on anyone. It broke your heart to tell the facts over again, and to willingly relive the torture in your mind, just so someone else wouldn't have to, is one of the most difficult things a person could do. I knew I'd feel better after though, and I knew I'd feel like a better person.

"Can you walk me to the police station?" I ask. Jack smiles and takes my hand as we walk down the stairs and out the front door. I guess asking him to escort me there still gave him the right to be my shoulder to lean on. I would need him for this after all. Jack would always be my rock, even if it was my turn to be the hero.

I'm sorry for this chapter being SO short. The next one is going to be super long because it'll be when Kim tells her story and yeah.

Don't hate me!