*Cough Cough* Sorry guys I'm sick. SO the chapter is short. Don't except much or maybe more than usual. *Cough* Here's the chapter. Yay for you guys. *Cough Cough*

~The Past comes Roaring Back~

Kim's POV:

"Finally you're awake." A blurry figure says above me. My vision makes out a dark hair mo-hawk, a worn out The Avengers shirt with all the heroes, plaid red pajama pants and a big grin. Two heads come out from behind the figure's shoulders. "Hey Kim, you feeling okay?" That's Cat for sure. "Yeah I guess so." "Did Jack see your bra?" The other head asks, spiked hair comes out from the top. That's Jerry. "Did he what?" The figure standing before me grin fades. A cough comes out of his mouth and he moves his weight from one foot to the other.

"No," He says with a scoff. Cat wraps something around her; I think it's a sweater. "We should get inside before we freeze to death." Jerry shrugs and goes through the door first, and then Cat. Jack helps me up. I hold on to his sleeve like a guide. As we get inside I feel like drifting off onto the couch instead of sleeping in my personal guest room. "Cat can't I just sleep down here?" I say in a random direction because my vision is still blurry. "Sure just leave a little early because my family doesn't know you guys are here." That's Cat for you. Keeping secrets to everyone, probably even herself.

I walk around the room until I find the soft couch that is huge. My system collapses onto the couch with me as I just lay here. "I'm going upstairs with Cat. Good night." "Good night guys." They call down quietly. "Night." I mumble into the pillow I lie on. "Good night guys. See you tomorrow." Jack says somewhere behind the couch I'm lying on. My vision clears up quickly like it never came to see him scrambles something up and comes into my view. He lays a sleeping bag and a pillow on the floor. That makes me sit up. "Jack, why are you sleeping on the floor?"

He looks up from setting his own cute little bed. "Well you're sleeping up there. Boys can possibly take something away from a girl, especially not you." He says with a grin. I open my mouth to say something put then snap it closed. One reason is because a piece of hair got in my mouth. After I pull it out gently I look back at Jack. He is already to go to bed just not with his eyes closed. "Why did you say that?" His eyes glance at me. "I'm just trying to be a gentleman." 'It looks like your just making me look weak." I say out loud not really thinking what I just said. "SO do you want to sleep on the floor or not?" He says a lot of emphasis on the SO. "No, I just wanted to make a point." He looks at me confused. "If you won't make a choice I will." He is so quick in speed he disappears. "What the hell?" I ask quickly. My arms reach out around where he was like cat playing with yarn. "Where'd you go?"

A force with the strength of a very large lion pulls me down on to the couch, so what do you think I do? I panic. "Let go of me you bastard." I yell in a quiet voice. MY claws start scratching the arms. "Chill out I'm Jack. Not a bastard either." My head rests it's self on his chest. "Sorry I thought you were a stranger." "Nah I'm just here to do this." He says that so quickly I don't even get a chance to move. He tickles me until I shove him back into the armrest with my feet on his shoulders. My chest heaves up and down uneasily fast. Jack leans over me; his hawk perched on his head brushing up against my forehead. "Can't we just sleep on the couch together?" My voice says weirdly like we aren't a couple. BUT we are, right? Why am I questioning myself anyway? "If you really want me to, I guess I will." He says like he doesn't have another choice that's better. His head lies back into the armrest that I shoved him into. "Are you going to come cuddle with me or what?" He blushes a deep-that matches with his dark hair-but tries to hide it with a grin. I crawl over as I say "You look so adorable when you blush, please don't hide it." He smiles even bigger than I've have met him. His arms wrap around my waist as like a bolted lock with an added chain, as if he knew something terrible is going to happen.

I look at him but he already is going to sleep. "Jack?" I whisper. His eyelids open quickly as if he was expecting me not to be here in his arms. "Yeah, babe?" I feel my face go red like a light flicking on, but I don't hide it even if I want to. I asked him not to if he started blushing so why should I? "Is something wrong? You've been acting weird since we've gotten closer." Yeah this isn't even the start of it. I don't know if it's his vampire family, his dad, his brother, my dad, Jerry, Cat, somebody at school, it could be anybody. He takes a large gulp. "Something is wrong. I just don't know what it is or who it is." Now's the time to get worried. My arms wrap around his neck as a silver chain with a bigger lock than the one he has around my waist as I lie my head on chest. I'm scared if he'll leave tonight and not come back till tomorrow or he'll just leave and never come back….forever.

Few minutes later a loud roaring like sound comes from outside making me jump. I look up at Jack, who is already asleep. Seeing his arms aren't locked around me anymore I quickly but silently investigate. Throwing my purple shawl on me tiptoe into the night. Cold air blasts my face uncomfortably, making me tighten my shawl around me. My eyes squint to see far into the backyard trying to see the back fence. She has a huge backyard with a small woods connecting to their neighbor's house. My bare feet slosh in the muddy grass almost making me fall. It's one of those moments in a scary movie where the side character dies or something.

"Who's there?" I yell quietly, the last thing I should've asked. A growl comes from the woods making even the leaves chip off from trees as like old paint, trees branches snap and their trunks swift from side to side. "I'm not afraid of you!" I yell only for the thing in there to hear. 'Yes you are," It hisses like a snake. "I can hear it in your voice, Kim." It says my name. Awe hell it knows who I am. This must be that thing me and cat saw walking home from Strike & Spare.

"Garret why are you doing this?" A scaled

hand reaches out to brush my cheek. "He doesn't love you." I quickly shove it off. "You didn't answer me." I hiss this time. "Can't you see he's using you as a cover?" He shouts, revealing what he really looks like. His blue eyes reflect from the moon. My hands grasp my shawl, my nails hurting my palms. His scaled body is at least 15 feet tall, on fours. Who knows how tall on his back legs? His claws clink on the ground lightly. He lowers down to the ground, crawling closer to me. "No you don't even know what love is!" I slash my claws at him but he catches my wrist just before it touches his face. "I do Kim because I love you." That catches me off guard. I don't even know what to say or what to do. He leans in closer to me but I back up before he reaches my lips. I bit my bottom lip trying not to yell at him, I do anyway. "Garret this isn't fair!" I yank my arm away from him. "Back in the fifth grade I…..loved you also!" "That's awesome. See?" He comes closer to me but I dodge. "No you don't get it! I've finally moved on from those lovesick feelings just months ago. You can't just come back and try to sweep me off my feet again!" Tears start pouring down my cheeks but I wipe them away with the back of my hand. The last thing I say lights a chain reaction attached with wood. "I don't love you Garret!" Next I don't really know how or why but a very strong force throws/whacks me against a tree. My body aches, mostly my back side the most. That's when I hear the voice I've been dying to hear. "Don't touch her." Someone hisses very close by, like right in front of me. "Well haven't seen you in a while." "I don't care, just don't touch her." He hisses again, much louder than last time.

My eyes flutter open quick to see them going at each other's throats like animals. Wait they are animals. I can't just let them fight over me. I'm not that kind of girl. Or maybe I am. I ignore my thoughts and just try to get them off each other. Since trying to pry them off physically I just yell. "Stop it!" I yell as hard as I can, so hard I made birds fly away. Jack goes at Garret with his claws but Garret ducks. Sharp, killing knifes go into my stomach so quickly I can't dodge it either. My breaths are limited; my stomach turns into knots, and my balance is not in my system. As the knives leave my stomach two very familiar voices scream my name as I fall to the ground like a little piece of nothing. Before I black out two other voices scream my name also. My chest heaves quickly up and down and my breath is scratched. The last thing I hear is my dad screaming "What have you boys done?" That's right, what have they done?