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Chapter 3
Kelly woke up three days later in the early morning with a splitting headache. She strained to look around the room but her vision was blurred from the headache. She slowly pulled herself into a sitting position on the couch; her body ached all over and trembled underneath her from lack of strength. "Good, you're up. Would you like something to eat?" a voice said from behind her. The man came into view. "Are you hungry?" He asked again as he sat down next to her on the couch. Kelly looked away from him as her stomach growled. "You're not going to hurt me like that other man, are you?" She said as she put some space between them. "No, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help you, I promise." Jarod said with a smile on his face. He then got up and walked to the small kitchen where he grabbed a plate of scrambled eggs and brought it back over to where Kelly was sitting. "Here, I'm sure you are hungry. You haven't eaten in days."
Kelly slowly picked up the fork and began to eat; she cleaned two and a half plates of food before she was full. "MMMM, that was good! Thank you very much, Mr....?" Kelly said while licking the fork. "Jarod........... Call me Jarod, please."
After Kelly was acquainted with Jarod and felt that she was in good hands, she started to ask questions about what had happened. "Jarod, who was that man that attacked me?" Jarod got up from the chair he was sitting in and answered, "Well, his name is Kyle." "How do you know his name?" Kelly in return asked. "I know his name because he is my brother. He is a little on the rough side, though. We both had a very disturbing childhood. While I try to forget about it and move on, he can't... Kelly, do you know whom Kyle was asking you about?" Kelly looked at the floor and then back up at Jarod, then to the flood again.
"I'm not all too sure who he was talking about. I don't know a lot of people. I was never very popular, so I don't have any friends, and the only family I really have is my uncle." Kelly said while still staring at the floor. "What's your uncle's name?" Jarod asked, not sure if her answer was going to be of much help.
"Oh, well I always called him uncle Willy, but his real name is William, William Raines." Jarod mouth dropped; the shear thought that Mr. Raines could care for another living being was unthinkable. "You're telling me that your uncle is Mr. Raines? Let me make sure we're talking about the same person here. Does your uncle work in a place in Blue Cove, Delaware, called The Center?" Jarod said with a still-open mouth. "Yeah, that's Uncle Willy, do you know him?" Kelly replied. Jarod, having a hard time swallowing the new information, now understood why Kyle wanted Kelly. Nobody knew where Mr. Raines lived. If he got that information out of Kelly, Kyle could easily find Mr. Raines while he was at home and where there were no sweepers to stop him.
Jarod then proceeded to tell Kelly about his early years at The Center, but he left out the parts Mr. Raines fit into. He couldn't bring himself to tell her about how evil and sadistic Mr. Raines was. He was the only person she had in life and he didn't want to wreck that, even if it was Mr. Raines. All Jarod told her about Mr. Raines was that he worked at The Center and would occasionally run into Jarod.
Kelly lay back down onto the couch. Her head still ached and her body was growing tired from sitting up. Jarod got up from where he was sitting and walked over to his bag. He dug around in it and then went and sat next to Kelly on the couch. He put his hand out and gave Kelly two aspirin. " Here, if this doesn't work, let me know and I'll give you something stronger." Jarod said. "You should get some more rest. Your body is too weak right now. I will change your bandages in a few hours." Jarod said while getting up and walking into the kitchen. He picked his cell phone up off the counter and walked out onto the front porch. _*_*_*_*_ _*_*_*_*_*
Kelly woke up three days later in the early morning with a splitting headache. She strained to look around the room but her vision was blurred from the headache. She slowly pulled herself into a sitting position on the couch; her body ached all over and trembled underneath her from lack of strength. "Good, you're up. Would you like something to eat?" a voice said from behind her. The man came into view. "Are you hungry?" He asked again as he sat down next to her on the couch. Kelly looked away from him as her stomach growled. "You're not going to hurt me like that other man, are you?" She said as she put some space between them. "No, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help you, I promise." Jarod said with a smile on his face. He then got up and walked to the small kitchen where he grabbed a plate of scrambled eggs and brought it back over to where Kelly was sitting. "Here, I'm sure you are hungry. You haven't eaten in days."
Kelly slowly picked up the fork and began to eat; she cleaned two and a half plates of food before she was full. "MMMM, that was good! Thank you very much, Mr....?" Kelly said while licking the fork. "Jarod........... Call me Jarod, please."
After Kelly was acquainted with Jarod and felt that she was in good hands, she started to ask questions about what had happened. "Jarod, who was that man that attacked me?" Jarod got up from the chair he was sitting in and answered, "Well, his name is Kyle." "How do you know his name?" Kelly in return asked. "I know his name because he is my brother. He is a little on the rough side, though. We both had a very disturbing childhood. While I try to forget about it and move on, he can't... Kelly, do you know whom Kyle was asking you about?" Kelly looked at the floor and then back up at Jarod, then to the flood again.
"I'm not all too sure who he was talking about. I don't know a lot of people. I was never very popular, so I don't have any friends, and the only family I really have is my uncle." Kelly said while still staring at the floor. "What's your uncle's name?" Jarod asked, not sure if her answer was going to be of much help.
"Oh, well I always called him uncle Willy, but his real name is William, William Raines." Jarod mouth dropped; the shear thought that Mr. Raines could care for another living being was unthinkable. "You're telling me that your uncle is Mr. Raines? Let me make sure we're talking about the same person here. Does your uncle work in a place in Blue Cove, Delaware, called The Center?" Jarod said with a still-open mouth. "Yeah, that's Uncle Willy, do you know him?" Kelly replied. Jarod, having a hard time swallowing the new information, now understood why Kyle wanted Kelly. Nobody knew where Mr. Raines lived. If he got that information out of Kelly, Kyle could easily find Mr. Raines while he was at home and where there were no sweepers to stop him.
Jarod then proceeded to tell Kelly about his early years at The Center, but he left out the parts Mr. Raines fit into. He couldn't bring himself to tell her about how evil and sadistic Mr. Raines was. He was the only person she had in life and he didn't want to wreck that, even if it was Mr. Raines. All Jarod told her about Mr. Raines was that he worked at The Center and would occasionally run into Jarod.
Kelly lay back down onto the couch. Her head still ached and her body was growing tired from sitting up. Jarod got up from where he was sitting and walked over to his bag. He dug around in it and then went and sat next to Kelly on the couch. He put his hand out and gave Kelly two aspirin. " Here, if this doesn't work, let me know and I'll give you something stronger." Jarod said. "You should get some more rest. Your body is too weak right now. I will change your bandages in a few hours." Jarod said while getting up and walking into the kitchen. He picked his cell phone up off the counter and walked out onto the front porch. _*_*_*_*_ _*_*_*_*_*
