~Bitter sweet nightmare~
Kim's POV:
Me, Cat and Jerry all walk on the Not side walked street. Seaford is a one of a kind city. The mushed grass slouches under our feet. The whole walk to Jerry's house was silent. We don't say a thing. Even the frogs in the 4 inch deep puddles didn't croak when we walked past. I told them about the wolf blood in my body. Cat didn't believe me so she asked Megan. Megan showed her the wolf blood. She still didn't believe so Megan showed her a wolf blood cell in a science book that was real. Cat was astonished. She didn't say anything after that for at least 30 minutes. Jerry, he believed. I know because he told me he is a vampire like Jack and the rest of his family.
Without Jack around he is haunting me. I mean always here. Right next to me. I see him in a cold cell every time I close my eyes. I hear his painful scream "Kim believe me!" every time I see Strike & Spare to work. Rudy hasn't said much since Jack has gotten arrested. He hasn't said more than "Kim blow up balloons and set these up on the shelves.", "A kid puked in isle 5. Clean it up." And "Hi Kim" "Bye Kim." I smell Jack's icebreakers and Nike deodorant every time I smell my ice breakers in the box. He is like right here next to me.
Me and Cat walk down the driveway with Jerry. Rustling from the trees above us make us jump. Bats fly out to the cows in the field close by. Those cows look so…..delicious. I lick my lips hungry. Cat waves her hand in front of my face. I look at her annoyed.
"What?"
"Don't."
I roll my eyes. After we say goodbye to Jerry we walk in the direction of Cat's house. She said I can spend the night.
"Only if you want to though."
"I'll eat you."
I say through biting my stubby nails. Soon they will be sharp claws with blood covering them. I shudder.
"I have a dog cage for my dog Ali if you want to use it."
She tries to help me feel better. I wrap my arm around her shoulders.
"Thanks Cat."
The cage won't work but at least she said something about this issue.
"You're welcome Kim."
She wraps her arm around my waist. We hug for a few seconds by the road where people are driving home drunk. Seaford. Once we pull away I hear rustling in the woods by us. Cat didn't seem to notice, she starts walking. I nudge her on the shoulder while watching.
"Did you hear that?"
I whisper.
"Hear what?"
She puts her hair behind her ears. The rustling comes from the woods again.
"That."
I practically scream.
"Kim chill out. It was just the wind."
"How do you know?"
"What would it be if it's not?"
I was about to blurt Jack but that wasn't it.
"Let's just go to my house, there was nothing there anyway."
She keeps walking. I look back at the woods. Something makes a sound. A steam like substance comes out between the leaves. Red/orange eyes blink through the bushes watching me. I shudder. It snorts loudly. Cat doesn't turn around to see if the growling is in the bushes. How can she not hear it? The thing snorts again getting my attention.
"Monsters can talk to each other. Normals can't hear us only if we want them to."
The thing says in between snorts.
"What are you?"
I say feeling four of my teeth grow. I feel them with my tongue; my tongue bleeds from the sharpness. Ignoring it I take a step closer to the bushes.
"I'm closer than you think Kim."
The thing's eyes disappear into the bushes. Cat turns back around.
"Kim come on."
For some reason my teeth go back to normal.
"Okay I'm coming."
When we get to her house her family is fast asleep. Even her sisters and brothers. We tip toe up stairs quietly not making a sound. Her house is really fancy for a big family. 4 floors, priceless glass antiques, everything is always in the right place, beautiful rooms like in designer magazines, and their clothes-especially Cat's- are always fitted and nice. My clothes are all two big- I like them like that- and some of my clothes say "You Suck" or "Is your face hurting cause it's killing me". Hey free country. Cat opens her bedroom door to a princess's room. You would agree if you saw how amazing it is. {I didn't feel like explaining it] I sit on her bed next to her. She grabs her kindle fire.
"Do you want to sleep somewhere you can get out of the house without breaking anything?"
She says not taking her eyes off her kindle.
"Yeah but where?"
"You can try the basement. I'll give you extra clothes for when you come back, if your clothes rip off or something."
"Can I just take off my clothes in the basement then wear them tomorrow?"
"Sure."
After I change into some of Cat's pj's. A kitty on the skirt and more kittens on the pants. We tip toe down to her basement. This was stair case after stair case. The basement's cold hard floor reminds of Jack's cell. Shaking that though out of my head I follow Cat to staircase that leads outside. She unlocks the lock with a key from a shelf. She whips open the old wooden doors. The cold air of fall smacks my face.
"I'll go get you the extra mattress, blankets and pillow in my mom's closet."
Of course you do. I thought.
"Should I help?"
"I got it."
She says trotting up the stairs. Kneeling down I run my hands across the hard concrete. Some holes look deep but they are merely just a few centimeters. It feels like I'm with Jack but not in the cell. In my house, with my dad eating dinner laughing and talking. My dad doesn't disagree with Jack's tattoos or that he is a vampire. That would never happen. Jack is in jail and if even tried to get out they would him in there for at least a few months for trying to escape. Jack can't eat any kind of human except for drinking sodas or some other beverage. My dad won't forgive Jack. He doesn't easily forgive strangers like I do. My dad barely ever fixes us dinner only when he is home long enough to. My dad isn't the kind of person who likes tattoos. He doesn't believe in monsters like vampires. Cat's tip toes down stairs jerk me up from the floor. She walks over handing me the pillow and blanket, setting the mattress by the stair leading outside.
"I'll be upstairs."
She hugs me tightly. I give her the hug.
"Okay I'll try not to destroy Seaford."
We start giggling. I feel my ears get pointed. Cat notices them. She pulls away. She points to my ear.
"I'll be fine."
"Good night Kim."
"Night Cat."
She goes upstairs leaving me in hell. Getting comfortable I snuggle deep into the mattress. Like the time I snuggled into Jack's chest because I saw my mom's dead body in a nightmare. Why does everything lead to him?
"Because you are just so obviously falling for me."
A voice inside my head says. Jack.
"No I'm not. You're in this mess. That made me in the mess."
"Yes you are. It's not a mess. My dad did all of this with the help up my brother Jason. If Jason hadn't had bitten me I won't be the undead and you won't have me to worry about."
He says almost like he is about to cry. I blurt out not meaning to.
"Yes I am falling for you. It's not a mess. They did do that stuff but everything happens for a reason. If you won't have been bitten by Jason I won't have met you and I won't have you to think about when you're gone."
It was like I was in fast forward on a TV remote. I know a smile grows on Jack's face.
"I'll be with you through the night. Just think about me. Then I'll know you need me."
His voice slowly vanishes. Right after I hear snorts coming from outside. I jump up off of the mattress. The thing is here again, outside by the steps, watching me.
"He doesn't love you Kim."
It says in growls. Tears well up in my eyes.
"How do you know?"
One tears slowly slides down my cheek onto the concrete floor.
"He could've made the choice not to kill her but he did anyway."
Steam comes up into his face.
"At that time he didn't he killed my mother."
"Slow down Kim. Defensive much?"
My face gets red before I clench my jaw.
"Who are you?"
I growl through my teeth. It picks up a dandelion, plucking of it's petals.
"A friend. An ally…you had a crush on me."
Garret.
"Yeah you never liked me like that though."
I say trying to hold in my emotions.
"Who said I didn't."
He lets go of them stem of the dandelion, letting it fall to the ground. He turns his attention back to me.
"But-"
"I like you. But now you like him."
"Well I do. If you don't want me and Jack together leave us alone! Leave Seaford for all I care!"
I throw a wine glass at him. He tries to duck put it smashes on his back, leaving a few cuts.
"I'm not leaving Seaford. You better watch it Crawford."
He scatters away into the woods. Forget him then. I didn't know he was like that. In mixed emotions I climb back into bed. I keep hold of the blanket that is up to my ears since it's so cold. I hear laughing and talking outside. Curious I get up to look outside. Little kids go to house to house for Halloween candy. It's Halloween. Cat's family must not eat candy. Her parents think candy gives you cavities. Groups and groups of kids laugh and talk about what candy they got, trading for a better kind, and if there monsters they are real. A little girl with blonde hair who reminds me of me is a werewolf girl. She has a hat with furry ears, a wolf on her shirt, plaid skirt with black belt, furry gray boots, and a big bag of candy. Sighing I get back into bed. Ignoring the laughter of younger kids I fall asleep.
~Hours later~
I wake up with a huge headache. My teeth throb in pain. Tongue rolls over the four teeth. Blood fills my mouth sliding onto my bottom lip .Licking the blood off my bottom lip I weakly get up. My nails are sharp like knifes. I clink the together making noise. Out of the corner of my eye I see myself in the mirror. The pj's are ripped around me barely holding on. My body is covered in hair blonde to be exact. I hold my hands to my head. I pull on my hair forcefully. Strands of my hair pluck out easily. I look at it in horror as my feet turn longer and narrower letting me stand on my toes, making me taller than I really am. My ears form to the top of my head; my nose and mouth form into a mussel. I try not to scream but if you had this transformation turning into a DOG wouldn't you scream to? I jump out of the basement through the door to outside. Slobber drips from my mouth as I run towards the woods. Laughing and snickering stops me in my tracks. I turn to see a group of teenagers drinking. The boy with his snagging pants and cookie monster snap back notices me first. He shoves a girl's shoulder who is wearing the smallest shorts to show her butt and the tightest shirt. She giggles and points at me like I'm a piece of shit. One the other boys notice looking like the first boy, he yells
"Nice costume ass!"
Clench my jaw.
"You're not badass!"
Grip the dirt.
"We're not scared!"
They chuck rocks at me. Some hit me in the face some on my right front leg. I stand up getting taller than they are.
"Scared now?"
I growl. They dash away throwing their plastic cups of beer on the ground. Not thinking I chase after them on all fours my claws scraping the dirt. In five minutes all the teenagers' blood covers my face, paws, claws and my mouth. The teenager's bodies are scattered at least five feet away dead. I run away from the evidence jumping into a lake nearby washing off all the blood. Without thinking again I jump at a group of cows in a field.
After that my vision goes blurry and I can't remember a thing.
I think you make out the ending.
Jack's POV:
Scraped bleeding knuckles, throbbing headache, oversized jump suit [that doesn't fit me at all}, the worst beds ever. I grip the silver rods blocking me from the outside. A cop around forty years old walks to my cell. He flips through his keys, finding a key with the number of my cell. He gets out the silver cuffs. I don't even try and fight back. I let him chain the cuffs to my wrists. He locks my cell behind us. Some criminals watch me go into the police car to court. They whisper through their windows connecting them to the other. Seaford has a lot of criminals but the court days don't last long. The suspects always did the crime. Some tradition. The cop pulls into the parking lot of the court. News vans have the first parking spots in front of the court. News cameras and reporters crowd the police car yelling at me for answers. The cop backs them up letting me out. The cameras follow us inside but three more cops shut the door in their faces. The cop leads me to my seat diagonal from the judge. Jerry comes through the cameras and news reporters in a new suit, and a brief case.
"Hey watch where you're going mother f******!"
He runs up next to me.
"Hey I am lawyer."
"You're my lawyer?"
"Like you can pay for one."
He sits down next to me.
The doors open again revealing who is sewing me. My dad comes out first in one of his regular outfits, jeans and a plain black shirt with combat boots. I glance over at the guy who is also sewing me. He is wearing black converse, blue jeans and a Louisville shirt for the football game this Thursday. He has black hair trimmed to under his ears. Kim comes out from behind the guy. Well I didn't see her coming here. Her eyes are swollen with no makeup to cover her face, her hair is in a high messy bun on her head, no shoes only socks but the socks are old and have holes in them, the sweats she is wearing are sagging to her ankles but they go to her waist perfectly, shirt she is wearing is AREO but it's so big you can see her left side bra strap. It's a flowered bra technically pink with….What I can't help that I have x-ray vision.
Yeah I can.
I turn back around so our eyes won't meet. A finger taps my shoulder. I turn around to see Kim, her dad a few feet away giving me an I hate you look.
"I hope you can get out of jail."
Kim kisses me on the right cheek. For some reason a word writes in my head spelling b-i-t-t-e-r s-w-e-e-t. Her dad doesn't look happy when she does but he doesn't do anything to stop it.
Kim's POV:
When I kiss Jack it feels bittersweet. Feeling my dad's eyes watch us I walk away from Jack and Jerry to my seat. After the jury comes in I can tell they look disgusted with even being in the same room as Jack. The judge has to hit his mallet five times to get their attention.
"Now let's begin. Now tell me Mr. Crawford and Mr. Clark why are you sewing Mr. Anderson?"
She looks at Jack confused but lets my dad keep talking. I tilt my head back looking at the ceiling. Flies buzz around the lights making annoying sounds. Jack looks at me out of the corner of my eye. I straighten up to look at him. He mouths
"What happened on the full moon?"
"A bittersweet nightmare." I mouth. His eyes soften with his shoulders.
"You okay?"
He mouths.
"Yeah."
I say quietly. I shudder in the flashbacks I've had since a few days after the full moon. I adjust my shirt. I move making my shirt side off my shoulder again. I notice Jack looking at me. He looks…..turned on. Oh pu-lease. I roll my eyes tying my shirt in the back with my extra ponytail holder. He smirks.
"Got you."
He mouths. I clench my fists. I turn to him.
"It's on."
The judge slams his mallet on the table. We both jerk in her direction. When she's not looking we provoke back and forth until Jack gives up.