chapter 1. where are you?
Jane's pov.
" Jane wake up!"
a voice snapped at me.
I only ignored it. Knowing it wasnt henry's.
" do I really need to make you get up?"
the voice asked. sounding angry.
still didn't care. I wanted henry to wake me up. not this voice.
next thing I knew. a wave of cold splashed on me. causing me to jump of my bed. and landed face first on the floor.
" damn. that went well!"
herm. that's who's voice was telling me to wake up!
" herm! what the hell?!"
I snapped shooting daggers at her.
" you wouldn't get up Jane"
herm said grining from my angry look.
" you suck!"
I yelled storming into the bathroom.
once in there. I slammed the door shut. then began to get ready for the day.
" Jane! I made breakfast!"
my stomach growled when herm said that. which meant I couldn't skip out of breakfast.
when I opened the bathroom door. herm stood there. a smirk on her lips.
" wipe that smirk of your face herm"
I said walking past herm.
" still anger Jane?"
Herm asked.
" yes! you dumped water on me!"
herm shrugged wich pissed me off.
" so? that's not as bad Jane"
herm said walking past me.
" not as bad? i was wet!"
I snapped running past her.
" at least you can sleep! you know how many times I can't sleep? too many! so stop your whining Jane!"
herm won this for now.
once herm and I got to the kitten. we got into our places. mine by the window. and right across from henry's spot.
herm's spot was at the head of the table. where she read. or drank a glass of wine,or soda.
" still no word from henry?"
I asked looking over to herm.
" nope. it's starting to worry me. what has it been now?"
" two weeks"
I said looking away.
" yep. I do think we need to find him."
" you think we need to find him herm? we do need to find him!"
herm rolled her eye at me.
" well,sadly we can't go to the cops. after you being Jane the killer. don't give me that look! we both know how it will look if we go to them! they will arrest you thinking you killed Henry! even after they knew you would never hurt henry! never less murder him!"
herm had a point. more than one really. the cops would take me to jail. even tho they knew I would never hurt henry. hell the whole town knows I'm the queen of death. and henry's my king.
" but Jane. how did you even come here? and become the queen of death?"
herm asked eyeing me.
" well. after I became Jane the killer. I ran away from my old town. I knew jeff was here. so this is where I came. I got the name queen of death. from killing so many people. then I killed for henry. henry needed to drink blood herm. henry soon became my king. even after he doesnt kill."
herm shook her head. trying not to laugh.
" ok. still. where would we start?"
herm asked with a frown.
" lets just look around town."
I told herm. going to get my knife.
once I done that. I went down to herm. where we began looking around town.
sadly. we couldn't find henry.
where is he?
" still no luck?"
herm asked.
" no. you?"
herm shook her head.
that's when it hit me. the studio.
two weeks before Jane and herm began looking for henry.
henry's pov.
the studio stood before me. looking gloomy and sad. as if nobody had came to it in years.
why am I back here for Joey? after that fight we had before I left?
I guess a part of me still cares for him. hell it's been 30 years since I last seen Joey.
so yeah. I wanted to see joey. then never see him again.
I walked up to the front door. unlocking it with my key. then went inside.
" alright Joey. im here. what do you want to show me?"
no reply. damn it.