~~Whispers From The Flame~Part 15~
~the winds seemed to pick up blowing the rain in a endless rampage against Jeff's house,the skies seemed to grow even darker,almost like it knew something wasnt right,the lightening shot across the sky,lighting up the yard around the house,showing a shadowy figure walking toward the house at a slow pace,the person seemed to stop a moment then start to walk again,the wind and rain making it hard for clear vision through it,not helping matter any that his head was pounding with intense pain,throbbing around his temples as a dark liquid slid down his neck mixing with the rain that fell,making it look even worse~
~as he came to the back door of the house he fell against the screen door,making a loud banging noise,which to the people inside was just the wind,taking a deep breath he forced his hand up prying the door open,using what strength he could build up,against the constant throbbing, the torrid rain and wind that came at him in every direction it seemed,a task as easy as opening the door was growing harder by the second~
~as he finally found the strength inside him to open the door,it jerked back with a loud smack,hitting him fully in the face,busting his nose,the blood easily began to slip from his nose in a trickle,then over his lips once again mixing with the rain that blew down on his shaking form,letting out a small growl of frustration and pain he again tried to open the door only to hear a cold laugh,blinking his eyes he lifted his head,his wet hair whipping around his bloody face,wondering where the laugh came from,he looked inside the back patio ,seeing the outline of a figure,he felt eyes watching him,in his mind he wondered who it was and if they would help,but he knew...oh god he knew that person would in no way,shape or form help him...that person is the one who hit him over the back of the head,but worst yet...the person had killed Savannah.so he knew the person would do the same to him,if given another chance,but he had to wonder why he was still alive,if that's what the person wanted to do,maybe the person thought they had killed him,but now seen they hadnt and was going to finish the job~
~straining his head to move around Jeff looked behind him,seeing nothing but the rain pounding down around him,it was getting harder by the second and he knew he had to get in the house,turning his head back ,he took a deep breath feeling the sharp pain seem to almost spilt his head open then roll over his neck,god his head was killing him,he honestly felt like he was on the brink of death,but he was a survivor,look at all the moves he took in the ring,he could do all of that and still walk out of that ring,then he was getting in that house even if it took his last damn breath trying~
~his eyes moving back to the patio he saw nothing now,noone was standing there,which he knew was a bad thing,the person could easily slip up behind him and nail him once again on the head without him seeing it coming,Jeff wanted to scream and cuss at the person,he wanted to scream at his ownself for making Savannah angry,he made her leave and now he had noone to help him through that back door,to the safety of the living room where he knew his friends were...but even that made him angrier because one of those so called friends was the one doing this,was the one who took a innocent life and was trying to take his,but he wouldnt let them,no...no he had to try~
~grabbing ahold of the door again he used all his strength and yanked it,pulling it open he was half way through it,his head lowered when he stopped short seeing boots in front of him,muddy boots that were soaked with the same rain that showered down on his body,he knew those boots but god ,Jeff thought to himself.please dont let it be...lifting his head slowly to travel over the black jeans then the t-shirt Jeff's eyes met the person's in front of him,he stumbled back feeling like he had been slapped across the face yet the person had yet to touch him~
~falling backwards Jeff landed on his ass on the wet ground below,but his eyes never left the figure in front of him,the shock was over bearing,it made the pain in his head seem non-exsistant,nothing could have prepared him for who he saw there...who was standing now looking down at him with such cold eyes,that seemed so full of hatred and anger,but why Jeff thought,dear god why would he do this~
~forcing himself to speak his voice came out low and weak against the rain that blew in his face~
"why....why would you do this....."~Jeff felt his heart shatter into a million pieces,he felt his world end then and there,no matter what the person did,would make no difference now,Jeff couldnt fight him,his body was slowly growing weaker from the pain...but the pain of finally knowing who killed Savannah and who was trying to take his life~
~the person tilted there head then pushed there dripping wet hair back from there face,long dark locks cascaded over the persons shoulders~
"Why?what kind of question is that.....bro??"~Matt stared down at him,his eyes penetrating into Jeff's very soul~
~the winds seemed to pick up blowing the rain in a endless rampage against Jeff's house,the skies seemed to grow even darker,almost like it knew something wasnt right,the lightening shot across the sky,lighting up the yard around the house,showing a shadowy figure walking toward the house at a slow pace,the person seemed to stop a moment then start to walk again,the wind and rain making it hard for clear vision through it,not helping matter any that his head was pounding with intense pain,throbbing around his temples as a dark liquid slid down his neck mixing with the rain that fell,making it look even worse~
~as he came to the back door of the house he fell against the screen door,making a loud banging noise,which to the people inside was just the wind,taking a deep breath he forced his hand up prying the door open,using what strength he could build up,against the constant throbbing, the torrid rain and wind that came at him in every direction it seemed,a task as easy as opening the door was growing harder by the second~
~as he finally found the strength inside him to open the door,it jerked back with a loud smack,hitting him fully in the face,busting his nose,the blood easily began to slip from his nose in a trickle,then over his lips once again mixing with the rain that blew down on his shaking form,letting out a small growl of frustration and pain he again tried to open the door only to hear a cold laugh,blinking his eyes he lifted his head,his wet hair whipping around his bloody face,wondering where the laugh came from,he looked inside the back patio ,seeing the outline of a figure,he felt eyes watching him,in his mind he wondered who it was and if they would help,but he knew...oh god he knew that person would in no way,shape or form help him...that person is the one who hit him over the back of the head,but worst yet...the person had killed Savannah.so he knew the person would do the same to him,if given another chance,but he had to wonder why he was still alive,if that's what the person wanted to do,maybe the person thought they had killed him,but now seen they hadnt and was going to finish the job~
~straining his head to move around Jeff looked behind him,seeing nothing but the rain pounding down around him,it was getting harder by the second and he knew he had to get in the house,turning his head back ,he took a deep breath feeling the sharp pain seem to almost spilt his head open then roll over his neck,god his head was killing him,he honestly felt like he was on the brink of death,but he was a survivor,look at all the moves he took in the ring,he could do all of that and still walk out of that ring,then he was getting in that house even if it took his last damn breath trying~
~his eyes moving back to the patio he saw nothing now,noone was standing there,which he knew was a bad thing,the person could easily slip up behind him and nail him once again on the head without him seeing it coming,Jeff wanted to scream and cuss at the person,he wanted to scream at his ownself for making Savannah angry,he made her leave and now he had noone to help him through that back door,to the safety of the living room where he knew his friends were...but even that made him angrier because one of those so called friends was the one doing this,was the one who took a innocent life and was trying to take his,but he wouldnt let them,no...no he had to try~
~grabbing ahold of the door again he used all his strength and yanked it,pulling it open he was half way through it,his head lowered when he stopped short seeing boots in front of him,muddy boots that were soaked with the same rain that showered down on his body,he knew those boots but god ,Jeff thought to himself.please dont let it be...lifting his head slowly to travel over the black jeans then the t-shirt Jeff's eyes met the person's in front of him,he stumbled back feeling like he had been slapped across the face yet the person had yet to touch him~
~falling backwards Jeff landed on his ass on the wet ground below,but his eyes never left the figure in front of him,the shock was over bearing,it made the pain in his head seem non-exsistant,nothing could have prepared him for who he saw there...who was standing now looking down at him with such cold eyes,that seemed so full of hatred and anger,but why Jeff thought,dear god why would he do this~
~forcing himself to speak his voice came out low and weak against the rain that blew in his face~
"why....why would you do this....."~Jeff felt his heart shatter into a million pieces,he felt his world end then and there,no matter what the person did,would make no difference now,Jeff couldnt fight him,his body was slowly growing weaker from the pain...but the pain of finally knowing who killed Savannah and who was trying to take his life~
~the person tilted there head then pushed there dripping wet hair back from there face,long dark locks cascaded over the persons shoulders~
"Why?what kind of question is that.....bro??"~Matt stared down at him,his eyes penetrating into Jeff's very soul~
