Midnight Sorrows

The sound of glass shattering glass woke me up. The first thought that entered my mind was that Jessica had woken up and went for a drink of water but accidently dropped the glass or one of her dogs got into the kitchen and knocked something over. However, I heard neither any barking nor a string of curse words that should follow especially if Jessica was the one who dropped something. Girl had a sailor's mouth whenever something didn't go her way. I enjoyed hearing those words come from someone like her since it was fun to watch the shocked expressions on everyone nearby.

I got up thinking that if it wasn't Jessica or the mutts, I better check out if it's an intruder. Might as well since I have nothing better to than just get some sleep in my salty clothes and dream about ways to kill the people that I hate.

Go ahead and burn it down,
I'm drunk and so is everyone else
In this devil town.
They won't let me turn around
To get one last look at my baby…

Just as I was getting out of the living room, something jumped on me sending me immediately to the ground in a heap. I felt slobber all over my face within a matter of seconds, which made me groan.

"Damn mutt," I hissed pushing the large brute away from me, "Go slobber on someone else, bitch."

Whichever dog it was, barked at me before jumping onto the couch that was my bed. I grumbled as I got up, wiping the drool off my face. Stupid dog took the only place that damn freak would let me sleep. Apparently, her parent's bedroom was off limits for her own special reasons and even though she had an extra bed in her room, she said she would rather die than have me sleep in the same room as her. Of course, I told I could always make that possible but I never really cared where I slept. Couch, bed, all the same to me as long as I got a good night sleep.

Another shatter of glass and my mind is refocused on finding out the intruder. The sooner I get them out the sooner I can get back to my sleeping and dreaming of ways to kill Diana and put Jessica more and more under my control. After the water incident, that girl really needed to know who was in charge.

With a sigh, I crept out of the living room and was about to cross the foyer when another body collided with mine as I neared the stairs, sending me sprawling to the ground for the second time. I swear if it was that damn dog again, I'm going to blow its brains out no matter what. What a surprise, it was Jessica.

"Damn it," I grunted pushing her off me; although, before she could open her big mouth to yell at me for doing nothing yet, I clamped my hand over it and strained my ears to listen for any movement from the intruder in the kitchen. I heard a little shuffling and something else topple over, not glass this time. My lips close to her ear, I whispered, "Don't make a sound. Do you have your blade?"

She nodded her head.

"Good," I continued, "Now, I'm going to go in first but slowly then you follow. Keep close to the ground and stay close to the table. I'll turn on the lights, aim my gun at the person and you quickly but quietly get behind them somehow and keep your blade at their neck. Got it?"

She pushed my hand away and hissed, "Yeah, just do it already Merman."

I shot a glare at her as I slowly got up and quietly made my way to the kitchen door. My body tense and ready for action as I slowly pushed, the white door opens. Jessica crawled past my legs once there was enough room, the streetlight outside allowed enough light for me to see the glint of her shiny black blade from our first target session in her mouth.

Well she's still around
Well she's still around
Well she's still around
Well she's still around

A ghost of a smile touched my lips but faded when I focused my thoughts on the shadow of something by the windowsill. I snapped on the lights and pointed my handgun right at the furry vermin. Hold up, furry? Since when were intruders small, black and gray, and furry?

Jessica popped up from behind the table and tilted her head at the raccoon on the kitchen counter. The blade was still in her mouth but she took it out as she stood up. It took her some time to register in the situation before she burst out into hysterics. I rolled my eyes at her first but looked at the raccoon that was munching on our trash it got from knocking over the trash bin. It was a rather funny sight when I was holding my gun at an animal. I let out one laugh slip but held back from looking like a complete idiot.

Go ahead and build it up again
This cities just cemeteries and forgotten,
In my only hopes to see you.
And even if I never do…

However, anger surged through me as I looked at the small animal for making a fool out of me. I raised my gun once more and fired. Blood splattered all over the cream colored counter; some of the red liquid dripped from the gaping hole in its head onto the floor forming a small pool of blood.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Jessica flinch at the sound and suddenness of it all but she held her hand up to her mouth, either surprised or suppressing a scream. I simply smiled at the sight for a few moments in silence, with only the dogs barking in the background.

Finally, she lowered her hands to the edge of her shirt and tugged it down as if straightening herself out before opening her big mouth, "I'm not cleaning that up."

I lowered my gun and just stared at her for a moment before grinning, "You're the women, clean it up."

"No," she crossed her arms defiantly, her back still to me.

"Do you want to end up like the filthy animal, bitch? Clean it up," I took a step towards her. With one hand, I spun her to look at me and with my other hand, I jammed the gun barrel right against her throat. This only received a cruel smirk her, the one I liked.

"Go ahead, you'll only have twice the mess to clean up and explain to Caine," she fingered the gun, which turned to small metal beads that fell from my hand onto the once white kitchen tiles.

I growled at her as I wrapped my fingers around her slender neck, "Don't think I won't squeeze the life out of you." My grip tightened but she only closed her eyes as if accepting death's chariot to take her away from here…from me.

Well she's still around
Well she's still around
Well she's still around
Well she's still around

With another growl, I slammed her onto the table my body towering over her, "Do you have a death wish?"

"Does it matter?" she gasped for air but didn't move to sit up. She just laid there taking in gulps of air greedily. Yet, she went on, "Isn't any death better than 'poofing' out somewhere unknown. At least when I die I know I'll be in hell…otherwise, I have no clue where I'm off to…"

Her big brown eyes where no longer focused on me but at the ceiling. She had a far off look on her face almost as if she had already left me alone in the kitchen.

"Poof off into the unknown…the unknown is a very frightening thing," she whispered so quietly I could hardly hear her.

Well she's still around,
Well she's still around,
Well she's still around.

My face darkened for some reason upon hearing that. "When do you 'poof' out?"

"In exactly two days," her eyes were on the small kitchen clock near the fridge. My gray eyes followed hers only to read 12:00 AM blink in bright red lights.

Go ahead and burn it down,
I'm drunk and so is everyone in this devil town.

Dun dun dun! Two days for poor Jessica, let's see if she survives the poof ^_^ Well anyways, please review to tell me your thoughts so far. I'd like to thank those you have been reviewing so far and reading, it's just really great to know that you like the story. Also, another special thank you to Caris L. Clearwater for helping me out on this chapter~!

Oh and before I forget like last time, I do not own Gone or this song or the song before this song.

Last chapter it was New Perspective by Panic! At the Disco and this chapter it's Still Around by 3oh!3~

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