A/N: I know this story been lacking the Jason and Elizabeth scenes but
next chapter will be lots of lisaon. Thanks for all the replies. Please
R&R. Enjoy.
Isa
--Chapter 12
"Jesus, man watch where you're going."
"Sorry Johnny didn't mean to step on your foot."
"Do you see anything?" Johnny asked trying to look over Francis's shoulder.
"No man the cabins empty."
Johnny and Francis had gotten to the cabin 10 minutes ago after searching the north and south sides of the woods.
"Where do you think Max and Jason are? Do you think Emily's ok we haven't heard anything yet maybe some things gone wrong? Do you thinks she's alright"
"Jesus man that like the third time you asked me. I don't know where Jason and Max are. No I don't think anything's wrong. Yes I think she fine. And if you don't believe me call Zander. Listen Johnny I know you don't like her being around Zander, but while you've been busy carry on a secret relationship that nobody knew about including me, your best friend, Zander has turned out to be quite the enforcer. She is perfectly safe with him. Now relax we're going to go inside and wait for Jason and Max like were suppose to, understand?"
"Yeah yeah you don't have to be so pushy and I know that Zander is a good enforcer, I just wanted to be the one who got her."
"Yeah man I know but you were needed here for Elizabeth and Jason. Just think about what he's going through. Besides aren't you the one who ended up getting Emily anyway?"
Johnny grinned. "Yeah I guess your right Francis, I did. Come let's get inside before anyone spots us."
*~*
She could feel the blood seeping through her fingers. His blood. It was warm and wouldn't stop flowing. She screamed for help. For someone, anyone to help her.
"Jason please stay with me. I can't lose you! Please open your eyes!" She sobbed against his chest, while hers felt like it was being ripped apart. How did this happen. She had it all planned out, she would give herself over to Roscoe and everyone else would be safe. She hadn't thought that Jason would find her in the woods right as Roscoe found her. She could still hear the shot from the gun going off hitting Jason point blank in the chest, while Roscoe stood there laughing at her. She fallen to the ground screaming for Jason to be alright to open his eyes, but he wouldn't and now he would never know how she felt. He was gone.
(i)Sunday is gloomy
my hours are slumberless
dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
little white flowers will never awaken you
not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
angels have no thought of ever returning you
would they be angry if I thought of joining you
gloomy Sunday(i)
Roscoe continued to laugh while she cried over Jason lifeless body.
"Please don't go." She whispered. "Please I need you. I need you like air. Don't go Jason. Please."
She looked up at Roscoe when he stopped laughing. "Why!!!" She screamed laying on Jason's chest with one arm wrapped around his waist the other slowly moved down his arm to his palm where she entwined their fingers.
"Why did you have to take him?" She sobbed. "I would have come with you. You didn't have to take him."
Roscoe just stood there watching her with a blank look on his face, but his eyes showed only evil. Evil that Elizabeth had never seen before, not even in the eyes of her rapist. She looked up at Jason lifeless eyes that showed nothing at all. She leaned over and placed a chaste kiss on his lips.
"I love you Jason. Wait for me my love." She breathed out.
(i)Sunday is gloomy
with shadows I spend it all
my heart and I have decided to end it all
soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad
I know, let them not weep
let them know that I'm glad to go
death is no dream
for in death I'm caressing you
with the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
gloomy Sunday(i)
"Finish it," she said in a stronger voice. "Finish it now." "Please." She pleaded.
Then she heard it. The cocking of his gun then a loud bang and it was all over. "All see ya soon." She said with her last breath.
Elizabeth awoke with a screaming. She was soaked with sweat. Laying against a tree that she had stop at to get some rest. And she sobbed at how real the dream felt. It was like she could feel his blood on her hands. She jumped up and started running. She had to find him. She had to tell him. Everything. It was dream. It was just a dream she kept repeating to herself over and over again as she ran for the cabin that she knew was just up head a mile or so.
It was just a dream.
(i)dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
asleep in the deep of
my heart
dear
darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
my heart is telling you how much I wanted you
gloomy Sunday(i)
*~*
He had been running for what seemed like forever but was only 10 minutes. His chest felt like it was going to explode, but he heard her. He knew it was her. He would know that scream anywhere. He was checking out a cave when he heard her. He wasn't sure at first it was her until he step out of the small damp cave and heard he again this time much louder and more scared. She sounded terrified. He started running hoping against hope to hear her again. At least he would know if she was alive if she screaming. He knew the sound came from somewhere in the area of the cabin. He just hoped Johnny, Francis, or Max was close enough to hear and maybe get to her before she was hurt or worst. He just had to keep running.
*~*
"What the hell was that!" Francis asked Johnny jumping up, running out the door with Max and Johnny on his tail.
Francis motioned for them to stop. "That sounded like Elizabeth."
"Yeah a Elizabeth that's dying." Max said without thinking. Johnny slapped him upside the head. "Sorry."
Then they heard it again this time louder and sounding more terrified. "Let's go. Max you go left. Francis you go right. Find her now. Find her alive." He finished running like a mad man into the woods hoping to hear that scream again.
Song: Sarah McLachlan. Gloomy Sunday.
Isa
--Chapter 12
"Jesus, man watch where you're going."
"Sorry Johnny didn't mean to step on your foot."
"Do you see anything?" Johnny asked trying to look over Francis's shoulder.
"No man the cabins empty."
Johnny and Francis had gotten to the cabin 10 minutes ago after searching the north and south sides of the woods.
"Where do you think Max and Jason are? Do you think Emily's ok we haven't heard anything yet maybe some things gone wrong? Do you thinks she's alright"
"Jesus man that like the third time you asked me. I don't know where Jason and Max are. No I don't think anything's wrong. Yes I think she fine. And if you don't believe me call Zander. Listen Johnny I know you don't like her being around Zander, but while you've been busy carry on a secret relationship that nobody knew about including me, your best friend, Zander has turned out to be quite the enforcer. She is perfectly safe with him. Now relax we're going to go inside and wait for Jason and Max like were suppose to, understand?"
"Yeah yeah you don't have to be so pushy and I know that Zander is a good enforcer, I just wanted to be the one who got her."
"Yeah man I know but you were needed here for Elizabeth and Jason. Just think about what he's going through. Besides aren't you the one who ended up getting Emily anyway?"
Johnny grinned. "Yeah I guess your right Francis, I did. Come let's get inside before anyone spots us."
*~*
She could feel the blood seeping through her fingers. His blood. It was warm and wouldn't stop flowing. She screamed for help. For someone, anyone to help her.
"Jason please stay with me. I can't lose you! Please open your eyes!" She sobbed against his chest, while hers felt like it was being ripped apart. How did this happen. She had it all planned out, she would give herself over to Roscoe and everyone else would be safe. She hadn't thought that Jason would find her in the woods right as Roscoe found her. She could still hear the shot from the gun going off hitting Jason point blank in the chest, while Roscoe stood there laughing at her. She fallen to the ground screaming for Jason to be alright to open his eyes, but he wouldn't and now he would never know how she felt. He was gone.
(i)Sunday is gloomy
my hours are slumberless
dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
little white flowers will never awaken you
not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
angels have no thought of ever returning you
would they be angry if I thought of joining you
gloomy Sunday(i)
Roscoe continued to laugh while she cried over Jason lifeless body.
"Please don't go." She whispered. "Please I need you. I need you like air. Don't go Jason. Please."
She looked up at Roscoe when he stopped laughing. "Why!!!" She screamed laying on Jason's chest with one arm wrapped around his waist the other slowly moved down his arm to his palm where she entwined their fingers.
"Why did you have to take him?" She sobbed. "I would have come with you. You didn't have to take him."
Roscoe just stood there watching her with a blank look on his face, but his eyes showed only evil. Evil that Elizabeth had never seen before, not even in the eyes of her rapist. She looked up at Jason lifeless eyes that showed nothing at all. She leaned over and placed a chaste kiss on his lips.
"I love you Jason. Wait for me my love." She breathed out.
(i)Sunday is gloomy
with shadows I spend it all
my heart and I have decided to end it all
soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad
I know, let them not weep
let them know that I'm glad to go
death is no dream
for in death I'm caressing you
with the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
gloomy Sunday(i)
"Finish it," she said in a stronger voice. "Finish it now." "Please." She pleaded.
Then she heard it. The cocking of his gun then a loud bang and it was all over. "All see ya soon." She said with her last breath.
Elizabeth awoke with a screaming. She was soaked with sweat. Laying against a tree that she had stop at to get some rest. And she sobbed at how real the dream felt. It was like she could feel his blood on her hands. She jumped up and started running. She had to find him. She had to tell him. Everything. It was dream. It was just a dream she kept repeating to herself over and over again as she ran for the cabin that she knew was just up head a mile or so.
It was just a dream.
(i)dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
asleep in the deep of
my heart
dear
darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
my heart is telling you how much I wanted you
gloomy Sunday(i)
*~*
He had been running for what seemed like forever but was only 10 minutes. His chest felt like it was going to explode, but he heard her. He knew it was her. He would know that scream anywhere. He was checking out a cave when he heard her. He wasn't sure at first it was her until he step out of the small damp cave and heard he again this time much louder and more scared. She sounded terrified. He started running hoping against hope to hear her again. At least he would know if she was alive if she screaming. He knew the sound came from somewhere in the area of the cabin. He just hoped Johnny, Francis, or Max was close enough to hear and maybe get to her before she was hurt or worst. He just had to keep running.
*~*
"What the hell was that!" Francis asked Johnny jumping up, running out the door with Max and Johnny on his tail.
Francis motioned for them to stop. "That sounded like Elizabeth."
"Yeah a Elizabeth that's dying." Max said without thinking. Johnny slapped him upside the head. "Sorry."
Then they heard it again this time louder and sounding more terrified. "Let's go. Max you go left. Francis you go right. Find her now. Find her alive." He finished running like a mad man into the woods hoping to hear that scream again.
Song: Sarah McLachlan. Gloomy Sunday.