First off, I am SO sorry I haven't updated since like, summer.
I had an idea of how this part of the story was going to go, but I needed someone's help in writing this since I, uh, well, you'll see.

Forget me for now. If you still love and cherish the finishing of this story, read on and I'll try to update the next part much sooner.

Thank you everyone for the support and reviews so far! I hope you're okay with this chap. ^^

My night was made of a dreamless void. By morning, I felt like I should be sleepy, but I wasn't. Twisting and turning to find a comfortable position to fall asleep in didn't help either.

Being only a little bit before 7:00 in the morning, I got out of bed, still in my pajamas. I walked out of my bedroom, quietly going down the short hall. Discretely going down the stairs, I decided to go down to the shop. I wouldn't have to worry about being quiet down there. Plus it was raining outside, so that would shield whatever sound I made.

To my surprise upon arriving downstairs, I found Kress already there, and I stopped in my tracks, quickly taking a step back to hide behind the wall. I peeked out, and saw him looking at the shelves of the store. He turned his head slightly, noticing me, and I flinched back, hoping he didn't see me.

I heard him chuckle. He laughs? "I saw you there."

Hesitantly I came out of hiding and walked out slowly. My throat was a bit uneasy. "What are you doing down here?"

"I'm an early riser. I never did like to sleep," Kress explained as I walked up to him, a short fair distance away from his figure. He chuckled again, making me arch my eyebrow.

"What's so funny."

"You, being shy," he replied, his hands in his ripped jean pockets. "You're my big sister, so its natural for me to think of you as the mature one to look up to. You'd understand how different things are for me to be here."

"I guess," I said without much enthusiasm, not really having much of an answer to that, but I understood his point nonetheless. I followed his gaze to where he was looking on the shelf. Some cards?

"I'm just looking around the old game shop, just incase you're wondering," Kress said, reading my mind. "These cards don't exist on those shelves anymore back in my time."

"Figures," I answered shortly. These small answered were a result of the awkward tension I felt to the man who was my future little brother. I didn't have much to talk to him about. He tried to kill my best friend just last night. Now we were acting as if that hostile act had never happened. At least he kept his promise to my parents about not hurting him over night. Anyone could hurt Jet in his sleep. Really. "I'm going back upstairs," I announced, turning on my bare feet towards the staircase. As I passed by the glass counter, I found a few scattered cards on it. I looked at one of the face up ones, a card I didn't recognize.

Kress noticed the cease in my barely audible footprints and turned around to see me looking at the cards. "Those are mine.

"Oh," I said. I should've known. "You're a duelist?"

"Yes," Kress answered, finally turning around. "I'm the son of Yugi Mutou. It's only natural."

A small half smile appeared on my face. "You got me there. I bet you duel the future-me a lot, then."

The motionless look on his face changed into one of confusion. "Duel you? Never had. Probably never will, either," he said honestly as if it were a world-known fact.

I arched my eyebrows. "Why?"

"The sister I know doesn't duel," Kress said, coming over and recollecting his deck he left on the counter. "She's more like Mom than Dad; isn't that much into Duel Monsters. Never even had a deck."

I starred at Kress in confusement. doing my best not to look to bewildered. Never had a deck or duel? How does he not know about me now? Made me wonder what happened. Instead I put on a fake smile before he could detect my suspicion. "Oh... I see."

"You know I still have to carry out my mission," he reminded, making me tense up. Please don't say what I think you're gonna say. "I came here to erase somebody, and that is still my intention."

'So... he's still going through with it.'

At that I narrowed my eyes. "No," I stated.

"What?"

"You're not gonna hurt Jet," I repeated. "Just go back to your own time and we can just act as if none of this ever happened okay?"

"He your boyfriend?" he asked with an amused smirk.

"No!" I retorted.

"Then why do you want to protect this guy so much? You like him don't you."

"I don't have to answer to you!" I shouted, banging my fist on the counter. "So quit changing the subject around towards me! And for your information I have my own intentions, too! I'm not gonna let you hurt Jet if it's the last thing I do!"

"Amet I'm doing this for your own good."

"If it's all for my sake ever thought about asking me for my own opinion on all this? Maybe I just want to accept whatever future I get myself into and just have you leave us alone!" I didn't mean to shout all that. It just came out. My so called 'brother' starred at me in disbelief. "I don't care what bad thing Jet does to me in the future. We're happy now. Why can't you just leave us at that!"

"And why can't you see the fact I'm trying to help you!"

That was it. "I hate you!" Storming towards the door of the shop I went outside, slamming it shut. I began to regret I didn't get dressed first before coming down. As of now I was getting soaked in my pajamas. Using the shoes I had on I ran down the sidewalk. My first and formost intention was to get away from him, that, that Kress.

And I knew only one place I could go to. A predictable place but a place away from home.

"Amet?" Tea's worried voice called. She and her husband rushed down the stairs and through to the game shop, finding a frozen Kress standing by the counter. "We heard shouting what happened?"

"Amet," Kress said painfully.

That was what caught Yugi's attention. "Where is Amet."

"I don't know. She ran out on me."

"Kress what did you do," Yugi said dangerously.

"Yugi forget about that now," Tea interrupted, grabbing her coat from the rack. "I'll go and look for Amet okay? You stay here and watch Kress."

"Tea you're not going out there in your condition-"

"Our daughter ran off in the rain at 6:00 in the morning so don't you dare try to tell me what to do, Yugi Mutou, or so help me I'll, ARGH!" With her over rising mood swings Tea left the game shop in the same manner as her daughter did previously. Left speechless in silence the two Mutous looked at each other, Kress trying to to avoid his father's gaze.

Yugi crossed his arms and starred at his son. "Now that that's over with," he began. "Wanna start explaining everything you know? Like, why exactly did you come here? To save your sister? Because it sure looks like you're doing a real good job."

"You don't know anything about what happens to Amet!" Kress shouted.

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A tired Mai Wheeler walked down the stairs in her night robe, her hair a mess and no make up on. The doorbell had rung and she highly doubted her son or husband would get up to answer the door.

"I swear this house has problems," Mai whined in a mumble to herself as she opened the door. Much to her surprise she found it raining a storm outside, and even more shocking, a scared little girl at her door.

I shivered at the doorstep, hugging my sleeveless arms with empty eyes. I lifted my head, looking up at the blond. "Please..."

"Amet," Mai gasped, immediately extended her arms and bringing me into her house.

Shivering, I tried to say out the words I needed to say. "Mai... can I talk to you for a minute?"

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After giving me a towel to place over my shoulders and to keep me warm, we sat in the Wheeler Kitchen, a hot cup of hot chocolate to warm me up from the inside. "Thank you, Mai. I really appreciate this."

She nodded with an understanding smile. She sat herself down in the chair across from me, holding her own mug. "So what's up that you had to run all the way out here in the rain and in your pajamas?"

"It's complicated," I began. I felt against telling her I met my future brother who wants to kill her son. But that wasn't the only problem at hand. "I tried asking my dad how he fell in love with my mom."

"Oh did you now," Mai said with a smile, the same mischievous smile she wore from her younger days. "And he said?"

"Nothing," I replied with my head hung low. "He didn't wanna talk about it."

"Eh, that's Yugi for you."

"So while I'm here," I started, rubbing my neck. "Would you mind telling me how you fell for Joey?"

She seemed amused by my notion. "Now there's a question you ought' to think about," said Mai, leaning back in her chair as she looked up. "Man, how do I answer this. Joey and I met back when we were still teenagers; couple yeas older than you probably. I was older than him so I didn't think very much of him at first except for an amateur wannabe duelist. But I guess he grew onto me eventually." She smiled at the table. "He actually proved himself a capable duelist... and friend." Finding herself going a bit too far into memory lane she snapped her head back up. "Other than that, why do you ask?"

Kind of nervous I kept my stare down into my chocolate drink. I could faintly see through the gentle ripples my reflection. "Would you be okay if... if I said I liked Jet...?"

The blond's violet eyes widened like an increasing moon. "What did you just say?"

"I-If I said I got a pet?"

"Nuh-uh you didn't say that!"

"Yes I did!"

"You like my son..." she said with a wide grin. Um... creepy.

I let out a sigh as my shoulders slumped. "I knew it was a stupid idea."

"No no Amet this is a fabulous idea of yours!" Mai opposed greatly, shaking my shoulders from across the table catching me by surprise.

"I just said if," I clarified once she stopped shaking me. "Truth is I don't really know what I feel. It's so weird... I've never felt like this before so I can't really say. That's why I'm asking you and dad how you fell for people how do you realize you're starting to like someone..."

"Geez, all you teenagers are so difficult," Mai groaned. "Listen Amet, let me ask you this. What do you know for certain how you feel about Jet?"

I suddenly felt awkward talking about my inner most feelings for my best guy friend in his own house, and to his own mother. Does no one see how off this all is? "All I can say is that he's my best friend. I can talk to him, I can laugh and smile with him, I can tell him my secrets-"

"Except about this."

"U-Uh...Yeah," I agreed. "Yet... I don't know this other feeling." I felt myself smile a little at the edge of my mouth. "I still remember him as my babysitting playmate from when we were kids. And in a way he still is. But, all of a sudden I want to be closer to him... I want to be with him more... But it's so difficult for me to think of him as more than just my best friend yet... "

"Yet...?"

The edge of my lips twitched into a little hardly present smile. "Yet... I can't stop thinking about it."

"Ah, I see," Mai said. It was as if she were my therapist. I need one of those. "Here, I'll say a couple words. And you say the first thing that comes to mind." Told ya.

"Um, what purpose does this serve again?"

"Just trust me, Amet. I know what I'm doing," Mai said reassuringly and bossily. "Jet."

"Friend."

She eyed me carefully. "Tuxedo."

"Dad," I blushed. Honestly the first thing that came to mind was Jet, but I said my dad instead to cover it up. Am I allowed to do that?

"Hand holding."

"Kids."

"Kissing."

"Ew."

"Bed."

"Huh?"

"Making out."

"MAI!"

"What? It's all a part of my test," Mai said in her defence. I wouldn't admit it, but Jet came up in my had in those words, all against my own will. Kissing. When Jet forcefully kissed me to wake me up from my meditation in his room. Bed. When Jet and I were sleeping next to each other under the tree. Making out. Unfortunately, the image of Jet and me making out popped up in my head. And the worst part of it all was that never happened! Unless you count the first time. UGH!

I blame my poor conscience. Must be on vacation.

"Amet?" Mai asked. "Your eye's twitching."

"T-Twitching? My eye isn't twitching who said I'm twitching?" My grin was wide and my eyes refused to blink. Foget the therepy just send me into a mental house to get better.

Mai starred ireduculosly at me. "Amet I think-"

"AMET!" called a voice, followed by the sound of pounding on the front door.

"Mom?" I spoke up, recognizing that voice. What was she doing here?

"Oh not her, too. And she's supposed to be in bed," Mai said, getting out of her seat. I got up, too. If it was my Mom she most likely came here to take me home.

Before Mai could open the door I darted up the stairs. I hurriedly opened the door to Jet's room and swiftly ran in, shutting the door just a quickly. Taking a sigh of relief I leaned against the door. 'Man, I can't have Mom take me home, not yet.' But upon opening my eyes I found Jet sleeping in a lazy position on his bed, in his boxers... Only his boxers.

I jumped and I felt my hair stand up on end at the back of my neck, and quickly I turned around against the door, making a slight banging sound as I hit my nose and forehead on it. At the moment I didn't really notice, because my cheeks were flushing red again. The images from Mai's talk flashed through my head again. I held back the urge to bang my head on the door.

'Stay calm Amet. It's nothing bad. It's only Jet... Without his shirt... In his boxers...' I couldn't get the image out of my head. That two-second-sight was stuck in my mind forever. He laid on his back, a serene look on his face where as I half expected for him to be drooling. And he had abs. When did THAT happen? We've never gone swimming before, so I've never really seen Jet shirtless before either.

It was then I recounted the very early days of toddler-hood when I suddenly remembered our moms giving us a bath, together, in the same tub, together. I made a small squeal and felt me hurt myself on the door again with another bang to the nose and forehead. This time I couldn't help but shut my eyes and grasp my forehead, turning back around and sinking to sit against the door. "Ow..."

Hearing the noise, Jet faintly opened his eyes. He sat himself up from his elbows and at that he saw me sitting at his door. I was still rubbing my head, tried to rid myself of the hurting throbbing feeling. The boy's eyes widened, realizing he was not the least presentable, even to his best friend, who happened to be a girl.

"Geez," I muttered under my breath, finally opening my eyes. I saw Jet starring disbelievingly at me, as if he were hoping I were just a dream. I wish. I turned red once more, as did Jet. By instinct I covered my eyes with my hands and tried to stand. "I'm so sorry! I-I was hiding from downstairs and-"

"I-It's fine," Jet assured, throwing himself off his bed. "Just, uh, stay like that! I'll just be a sec."

Please. As I kept myself hand-blinded, Jet searched frantically around his room for a shirt. Miraculously none were in his drawers and his last night shirt was no where to be found. It was then he found the red one on his hamper beside the door next to me. He grinned. "Aha," he said, walking towards the other side of the room. However a familiar toy car he once used to prank his dad so many years ago appeared under his foot at his step.

Jet shouted as the toy car shook him off balance, thus making him fall and crash. Just as if Mai was Fate herself she let it be that Jet crashed onto me, of all things. With a loud 'OOF' we slammed onto the ground in pain. I felt another throbbing feeling in my spine and a banging feeling on the back of my head since it hit the wall when we fell. And I just had to stay conscious and live to feel the pain of it all. "The world hates me today doesn't it."

"Tell me about it," Jet groaned, trying to bring himself up from on top of me. With the both of us realizing we fell, we found our position rather awkward for teenagers our age. I was laying down on my back save for my head leaning an angle upwards against the wall. Jet stayed above me, his legs on both sides of me and his arms supporting his torso. The image itself played out those three words from what Mai said. Kissing. Bed. Making out.

I was still a little wet from the rain and I began to feel it all become nervous sweat. Jet began to form his own. It was hot weather in the house, despite the cold rain outside. And the blushing didn't help the awkward sight. If anyone were to walk in the wrong idea would instantly be assumed.

I was in my pajamas. My flannel pants were not completely dried off yet, and one of the straps from my spaghetti strap tank top were slipping slightly off my left shoulder. Jet saw the color of my creamy skinned shoulder. He felt the unusual teenage-hormone drive to just feel it. And yet he starred into my eyes, his face so close to mine as I were unable to move. Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't be able to get up unless Jet did first. And his sweating bare skin didn't help me remain calm, either. Heck I'm only fourteen! I should be worrying about pimples and girly shopping and school grades. But noooo, I had to get the tomboy-personality, holographic monsters, and the super hot guy best fr-

I said nothing.

One of us had to speak first, might as well be me. "I-I..." Nice.

"Jet!" Mai shouted. "Is Amet in there! I need her down stairs!" Without warning the assertive mother opened the door. With it's quick force it bumped into the back of Jet, causing his arms to loose balance and he fell down me again. I felt a slight surge of pain from the impact but I've delt with worse.

While I was busy with the pain from the fall, Jet delt with otherwise. His whole half-naked self lay on top of his best friend. His face was buried in my shoulder with the strap fallen off, his lips on my collar bone. Our legs were tangled up and I felt a strange feeling over my lower self, but I felt too numb from the crash to notice anything. Jet felt it, though, and he thanked the heavens we had our clothes on otherwise there would have been a terrible accident. His lower arms felt the soft skin of my arms, and his upper torso felt the soft chest of his best girl friend which he failed to notice. Like me, he always thought of me as the childhood friend, the little girl he used to play with when his family babysat me. But now he understood.

I was no longer the little girl he came to remember. We had both grown physically. I knew he had thin muscles. Jet knew I had more slender and angular shoulders. I knew he had abs. Jet knew I had a chest.

Things were getting more difficult... to stay the way we used to be... We weren't the same fourteen-year olds who went looking for information on Maximillion Pegasus at the very beginning. Yet, we both strived to remain the same, and ignore our growing emotions, our growing bodies. It was then I would admit it.

'I like Jet.'

Even more frozen than ever, Mai starred down at what she caused."Oops, did I do that I'm so sorry guys," she said fakely, inside enjoying it. What a deranged mother Mai was. I hope I don't turn out like that. Opening the door was the best thing she ever did according to herself. Jet and I would've glared at her if we weren't so stuck.

"What happened?" asked Joey's tired voice. Looking over his wife, he saw the two children in the corner in their awkward -the word awkward being an understatement- position. His face cracked, and instantly he looked accusingly towards Mai. "What'd you do?"

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Everyone walked down to the living room. Jet band I hadn't said a word to each other. However he had a shirt on at least. And some pants.

I found my mom sitting on the couch. When she looked up at saw me, her blue eyes lit up. "Amet," she said gratefully, as I walked up to her. She hugged me and then looked down at me. "Are you okay? What did Kress say to you?"

"Nothing Mom," I answered, as she held the sides of my face, brushing away my yellow strands of hair. "How'd you find me? How'd you know I was here?"

"You're my daughter, Amet. I know you," Tea smiled, glad to have her daughter with her. "Plus I know how close you and Jet are."

"No you don't," Joey mumbled, only for Mai to elbow him to shut up. Jet meanwhile blushed again and avoided his gaze from his parents.

"Do you have to take me home?" I whispered. I never got around to telling Joey and Mai there's a guy in my house who wants to kill Jet. "I don't like Kress," I continued to whisper.

"I know," she said, running her hand through my multicolored hair. "But we have to settle this. If anything, your father's with him right now. And knowing Yugi."

I smiled with a laugh. "Thank, you dad."

"Um," Jet spoke, coming up behind me. That was the first we've spoken to each other decently today. "Is this about Kress, by any chance?" I could only nod. I couldn't speak straight to him yet, as much as I wanted to.

"Who the heck is Kress?" Joey asked confused.

Tea was quick to answer. "Family member."

"Cousin," Jet added instantly. The less they knew, the better.

"I better take Amet home now. Yugi might get worried," Tea advised, receiving a nod from Mai.

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The taxi ride home was decent. With me without a jacket and my mom almost through with her pregnancy, there was no way we were walking all the way back home. Entering the Game Shop I thanked the raining skies that Kress wasn't here still. My dad was probably upstairs with him, for I doubted that they'd leave the place to go anywhere in particular. Going upstairs to the living room, we found it also vacant.

Tea removed her jacket. "Why don't you go put on some dry clothes in your room," she said to me.

"I'm not in trouble?"

"I don't think you need any more of it at the moment," she smiled, kissing my head. "We'll deal with that later. Now go, before you catch a cold."

I smiled faintly and nodded. Leaving to my room, I changed out of my wet pajamas and into some warm dry clothes. The house was kind of hot, so I kind of missed the cool feeling of my wet Pajamas. I laid back down in my bed. On the wooden stand at the head of my bed was that childhood drawing of the magician and the prince, taped to hang there. I ripped it off and looked at it. Aside from this morning's events at the Wheeler residence, I remembered my original purpose for running there in the first place.

"Kress is still after Jet," I realized, kind of upset I never got around to telling Jet of any type of warning. All that awkward stuff in his room wasn't supposed to happen originally. So I guess I got sidetracked from my original mission. Kress was still here. He was still intent on getting Jet. But I couldn't talk to Jet now. Not after this morning in his room. I sighed. "I think I'm scared for life."

Ring ring.

My head jumping, I heard the repetitive ring. I turned to my desk by the window. It was cluttered with books and papers, but my flip cellphone was among the junk. Its front glowed as the bell sound continued. Leaving the drawing on my sheets I got up to get the phone. On the front I saw Jet's name. Figures. But of all times why now? I pondered over whether to answer it. I always answer my phone to Jet. He'd get the wrong idea if I didn't pick up.

I flipped the phone open. Bringing it up to my ear I hesitantly spoke. "Hello?"

"Amet?" Jet asked in his oh-so soothing voice. I remembered so long ago when we were little and his voice was only so high as my own. When exactly along the years did his voice become deeper? It's like how you never notice when you're getting taller. "Amet you still there?"

"I'm here," I replied. Speak Amet speak!

"I just wanted to call to apologize for this morning," Jet stated awkwardly, blushing where he held his phone in his house.

"Oh that don't worry about it. It's nothing," I said convincingly. Yes! I spoke normally!

"Nothing. You say that was nothing? I'd hate to see what you call something," Jet said, making me laugh. He smiled on the other line.

"Shut up, Jet," I smiled with another blush. If he were here in person I would've hit his arm.

"Glad to hear I made ya laugh at least," Jet continued. "We're still friends, right?"

"Definitely," I nodded, going over to my bed. Putting my phone on speaker I sat the phone beside me. "We're best friends. Even something like that shouldn't knock us off."

"Totally!" Jet said with trying enthusiasm. "Heck we could accidentally kiss and it'd mean totally nothing!"

"I know right?" I said just as fakely energetic. We both erupted into a series of forced laughs which quickly died down into awkward 'ha-ha's'. Well, that broke the ice.

"A-Anyway," Jet said, clearing his throat. "Obviously everything that happened this morning was never really meant to happen."

"Yeah?"

"So uh... why'd you come over so early? Something happen at home with that Kress dude?"

"He's still out to get you."

Jet blinked. "Gee thanks for laying that one on me so easily."

"I only went to your place to warn you."

"Okay so I'm warned. Now what?"

"I don't know. I was kinda hoping you-" I stopped mid sentence, hearing the sound of a door closing outside.

Jet noticed my abrupt ending in my speech. "Amet?"

"Shh, I think I heard something," I said quietly into the bottom of the phone. Grabbing it with me, I sneaked over to my bedroom exit and went into the short hall. I noticed my parents' door closed. Kress was definitely in there. "Kress's talking with my parents."

"You think you can try to get to them?"

"You mean eavesdrop?"

"Well you were gonna do it anyway right?"

Point taken. Using quiet footsteps I made it to the door. I turned the knob slowly as to not make a sound. Opening it an inch I peeked in. Three figures stood inside from my point of view

"I'm not saying anything," Kress stated. It sounded like he's said that many times before. "I only came here to do what I had to do."

"We know for a fact you're trying to get rid of Jet," Yugi stated straight to the point. "Why? What is it that he does to Amet that's so horrible?"

"We're not letting you leave until you answer," Tea said sternly. "Time travel or not you're still our son, and we're still your parents."

"If I talk you'd never be able to look at your daughter and that Wheeler kid the same way ever again."

"We're willing to take that chance," Yugi said, narrowing his intense scary eyes. Dad could be like that sometimes.

"Fine, but you asked for it," said Kress. "I'm sure you both are aware of the girl Kara." This caught all our attention. "She's my niece, Amet's daughter who's in a coma in the hospital in my time." Coma? But her soul's in shadow realm? "After her parents disappeared I was put in charge of taking care of her, if she ever wakes up that is."

"Kara's parents," Yugi said. "What happened to them?"

Kress was hessitent to answer. "Amet was killed. And... in the process, the killer must've done something to put Kara in that state she's in now. In it's own twisted way, Kara's father, Amet's husband; he was the murderer." Kara said something like that. A man she looked up to, killed her mother, killed me. It was, my own future husband. "Kara's an orphan now because of that bastard. And along the lines of my story, and with the reason why I came here, you can understand the identity of the father; who he is, why I want to take him out before he can do any damage to the future."

With my parents left speechless, I was left paralyzed behind the door. My body refused to move, the knees I was kneeling on beginning to tremble. 'No... can't be...'

My cellphone was left on speaker the entire time, and so Jet heard the conversation from all the way in his own room, over his cellphone. His eyes refused to blink as he felt his arms and legs go numb. The reason Kress traveled back in time to get rid of him, was because he was Amet's future killer. He's the one who betrays Amet for some reason in the future. That Duel Monsters prophecy was right. He would kill her and send their daughter to the shadow realm. He was going to betray Amet.

He was going to kill me.

"I-I'm..." Jet dropped his phone.

"And that is why I have to get rid of Jet," Kress continued. "I used my sister's Millennium Shard to travel back in time. If I want to save my sister and her daughter I must take care of the problem now."

"Kress, killing Jet won't solve anything," Tea clarified with a pure strong voice.

"Do I look like I care!" Kress retorted at the woman. "I care too much for Amet to just let her die so brutally like that! You didn't see her die the way I did! I watched her murder with my very own eyes!" He found himself shouting, and tried to calm his own nerves. "I just want my sister alive. She was too good for this earth to be taken away the way she was."

I was unable to take it anymore. I jumped up and ran back to my room. Doing that probably blew my cover, but I couldn't hear any more. I was terrified with fear, as if I had just watched some scary horror movie that would give me nightmares in my dream. I ran to my room and locked the door. Jet must've overheard. He was on the phone. He knew now. I knew now. We all knew, why Kara was in this state of being. Collecting myself again I pressed my phone up to my ear with petrified hands.

"Jet? Jet are you there?" I asked frantically into the phone. However looking at my phone again I saw he had hung up.