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"Just do it!" Joe yelled later, Davis glared up at him as he ran the flat side of a thick knife between his fingers, "I'm gonna go start the car, make it quick" Joe grumbled before walking out the door, "say goodnight baby" he kissed her roughly as he tightened his grip on his blade, Melinda remained deeply unconscious as he pulled his hand up behind his head and with a deep grunt of force he plunged it into her chest just below her ribcage slightly to the left, Melinda didn't even flinch.
As blood began to pour steadily over her stomach and down onto the floor, David lifted Melinda in his arms carelessly holding her as far away from himself as he could, he held a dirty blanket around her to stop the blood from spilling as he carried her, Melinda's shallow and shaky breaths became laboured and took on a liquid sound. David smiled at his warped idea of justice as he went up to the top floor and walked through the concrete web until he found a completely tucked away room which would take a while to find, rounding a corner in the room he found a small alcove in the wall where she would be hidden from sight even if someone stepped into the room and glanced around, they would only find her body if they knew where to look. "You ruined my life Melinda, now I've taken yours, everything's right now, everything's the way it was meant to be" David hooked the cable ties around Melinda's wrists above her onto the door handle of a small cupboard and her head fell forward heavily so her chin landed on her chest, with one last satisfied glance he took a picture on his cell phone, dialled Jim's number and waited as he ran out to the car.
Jim and Christopher had been at the police station all day waiting for some kind of contact with Melinda "MY LITTLE GIRL'S BEEN MISSING FOR FIVE DAYS! I'M GOING CRAZY HERE!!!" Christopher yelled through angry tears at 7:00pm with a dry and scratchy voice, Jim's red eyes flickered up to him but his head stayed lazily on the steel table, "Mr. Jenner, I understand you're worried but I really need you to calm down, like I said, we can't do-" he was cut off by the clear ringing of Jim's cell phone, they all jumped and Christopher answered it quickly "hello?" he sobbed, "hello Christopher" David snarled, "I wanna talk to her", "no, I'm giving you a chance here , if you can find her you can keep her...let me rephrase, if you can find her...you can keep her body". As Christopher and Jim's eyes locked on one another and they shared a mutual pain so unbearable that neither of them could breathe. "I've got him" the police officer said grimly before anyone else could react Jim had checked over the guys shoulder and bolted from the room followed closely by Christopher, "Mr Jenner, please don't do this, you don't know what you could be walking into!!" an officer yelled after them but it was too late, they were going to find her, the next hour and a half passed in a blur, Christopher had the heels of his hands pressed into his eyes desperately trying to erase the horrific images running through his mind, Jim's eyes were focused on the road as he drove but he was more looking through it than at it, picturing the day he met Melinda, their silent communication and her reluctant trust, the first time that they ever kissed and how it wiped every coherent thought from his mind, the first time they made love on her birthday and how he had never felt so close to anyone, so emotionally tied to another being. Their car was followed a few minutes later by two cop cruisers and an ambulance, "we're here" Jim said as they pulled up to a freezing cold warehouse, busted windows framed by graffiti-covered concrete,-she didn't deserve to die like this, not here, not now- Christopher thought sadly.
At the Jenner's house Alexis was jolted awake by the sound of Olivia's blood curdling scream "mom" she mumbled quietly as she rolled pushed her chair away from the wooden kitchen table groaning as she felt her muscles stiffen, a small thud came from the living room and she ran towards it "LIVVY!" she screamed, Olivia was unconscious on the floor and a cold voice was ringing through the room "now we're even. hahah-. Now we're even. hahah-. Now we're even. hahah-." Over and over again coming from her cell phone which was face down a few feet away from her, Alexis cautiously picked it up and fought a wave of dizziness as she eyed the screen, on it was a picture of Melinda's body, although only wearing underwear, not an inch of her usually tanned skin was visible beneath the bruises and blood, strung up by cable ties with her head hanging limply, her stomach and legs were covered in crimson flowing from a large wound under her chest and blood soaked hair hung as a miserable curtain covering her face, "WHAT HAPPENED?!" came Mitch's voice as he bolted into the room with Holly's hand in his, Alexis remained silent as she stared at Melinda through the phone and listened to David's cruel voice as it played on a clipped loop "now we're even. Hahah-. Now we're even. Hahah-. Now we're even. Hahah-" "Lex?" Mitch asked in confusion, he kneeled beside her and pulled the phone from her hands "ohmygodMelinda" he breathed "she's..." he trailed off unable to finish and instead turned to Olivia "Liv?" he sobbed "Livvy wake up", she stirred and sat up slowly only to burst into heavy sobs as she looked around, Holly grabbed the phone from Mitch before he could protest and felt her stomach squeeze, she quickly handed it back and clamped a hand over her mouth while running to the bathroom.
Jim stepped out of the car onto limp legs and struggled to walk straight while fighting the urge to curl up and fall apart "I WILL DO THIS" he growled to himself, a police car flew in beside them and they both looked up "SHE'S MY DAUGHTER! Don't you dare try to stop me" Christopher spat. "Please be alive please please please be alive" Jim murmured over and over as he took the concrete steps two by two. "MELINDA!" he screamed, his eyes flying wildly around the gray vacuum he tugged at his hair with his trembling hands "it's impossible!", "if you're going to do this then take one of these" a breathless police officer commanded holding out walky-talkies, Christopher and Jim took them gratefully, "we'll start at the top" Christopher said ushering Jim to the elevator.
As they stepped out onto the top floor Jim pulled his hoody closer around his body against the biting frost in the air, I'll go left, you go right!" Christopher yelled before running off screaming out Melinda's name in desperation, Jim copied in the other direction and fought against the drumming in his own ears to hear for any small sounds. After five minutes of sprinting he began to lose hope, "SHE's NOT HERE!" Christopher yelled as he neared Jim, "which way back?", "I can't remember" Jim said with exasperation, they followed the hallway to its end quickly and turned left into a small room, "I didn't come this way, this isn't it" he breathed, "Jim, do you smell that?" Christopher asked with dread churning in his empty stomach, Jim sniffed the air lightly and his stomach rolled "blood" he 'half said/half gagged' they stepped further into the room with caution and looked around.
"Oh god" Jim whimpered as he registered a trail of blood, he followed it around a corner and his breath caught in his dry throat "dad" he croaked, Christopher was beside him in an instant steadying him as he swayed "Jim, press four on the radio and tell them to get up here" he demanded. "We...we found her..top floor" Jim whimpered into the device, cable ties were almost buried into Melinda's massacred wrists as her weight hung from them with her knees folded beneath her on the frozen floor. Melinda's skin was so pale that it made her look unreal, like a painting that wasn't quite done right, her hair hid her face as her chin rested on her bloodied chest, bruises and blood covered so much of her that she was almost unrecognisable. Christopher reached forward hesitantly and pressed two fingers into her neck, "she's alive?" he asked himself in a disbelieving whisper as he felt the soft and gentle thrumming of her heart against his trembling fingers. He held his breath nervously, lifted Melinda's arms from the door and pulled her gently into his arms, her head fell back and a strangled sound escaped her throat- almost as if she were screaming underwater- before she jerked slightly, her body shivered fiercely and a crimson waterfall fell from her mouth and down her chin, Christopher shuddered as he pushed her hair back from her face and sat her body up against his, "is she...?" Jim rasped, "she's alive", he laced his fingers through hers and frowned at the deathly low temperature of her delicate hand.
Christopher let out a rattling breath as his chest was shaken by something and focused his ears on the screaming sobs which filled the room, watching as torrents of blood flowed from Melinda's mouth and her body retched, when the cries didn't subside he looked to Jim who was on his knees with Melinda's hand to his mouth as he pressed a million kisses to it, wondering where the noise was coming from he looked around but found no one else, through blind eyes he looked to himself and gasped, his chest was shaking because HE was the one crying, wailing like the world had ended, it sounded like metal being torn apart and a heart breaking at the same time. As he attempted to calm himself he rocked Melinda slowly in his arms whispering to her the whole time, her blue lips shivered and her eyes remained closed as he held her "Is she breathing?!" came the frantic voice of a paramedic, he nodded and kissed her blood-wet head before standing with her and gently passing her to the man "we'll take good care of her, follow us to the hospital" he commanded. Before he could move his son's shaking body was in his arms "sh..she's al..alive" Jim sobbed into his shoulder, "she's alive" Christopher replied, he pulled Jim back by the shoulders and kissed his head "let's go" he whispered, they ran from the building and jumped in the elevator with the paramedics who had Melinda on a gurney and were furiously working to clean her up so that they could see her wounds, "stab wound under left breast, possible punctured lung cause of extensive haemorrhaging. Laboured breathing, partial obstruction of airway, low pulse and BP, not responsive" "She was stabbed?" Jim asked in horror as he desperately attempted to keep himself upright, watching blood pour steadily from Melinda's chest and over her sunken stomach. "Melinda? Can you hear me?" the paramedic asked as they ran from the elevator, Jim watched helplessly as his love disappeared behind the doors of the ambulance and it sped away not even giving him a chance to say goodbye, "I'll drive" a young female police officer offered with a smile, "Jim, you need to go home and get some of Melinda's things for her, she'll need them when she wakes up" Christopher commanded leaving no room for complaint or discussion.
"I'll meet you there" Jim replied before Christopher drove off with the officer, "come with me" an older man said, Jim jumped into the car and prayed as hard as he could that he would be there when Melinda woke up as they raced down the freeway so fast that it almost felt as though the tyres had left the ground, Jim was gripping the door handle so hard that his knuckles were snowy white "Livvy?" he asked into his phone, "it's Mitch, Livvy's laying down right now, we were sent a picture, she told the police but they said that you guys were already on your way there, what in God's name did they do to her?!...They...killed my baby sister" he sobbed brokenly, "no, no Mitch, she's alive, they took her to the hospital, I'm on my way home now, could you start packing some of Mel's stuff?".
"She's...she's alive? She's alive! Jim? Please hurry okay, I need my sister back" he cried, Jim smiled through his tears "I'm almost there man, pack quick". They were soon pulling into the house and met by a frantic Olivia "she's alive?!" she cried, Jim nodded "she's alive", Olivia threw herself into his arms and sobbed against his chest as he held her tightly. Holly and Alexis were holding hands as they walked out of the door, "she's alive" Jim said through his tears of joy, neither of the girls spoke but glared at him so coldly that he could feel the frost gripping his heart, even worse...he knew they were right...it was his fault."Lexy..." he trailed off not knowing how to start, "I'll come with you Jim" Olivia cried into his chest as he ran his hands softly through her hair, "let's go, I don't want her to wake up without us" Jim replied.
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