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Chapter 3 You Thought He Was Gone

October 17, 1998

Jeff smiled at the thought of his hand underneath Kim's shirt. He smiled even more at the thought when he pulled her hand down his pants.

"I'll get you Kimmie," Jeff laughed.

He was on his way to California.

"If I can't have you, then no one will," Jeff said.

What he had done the day before would shock thousands, including the future Mrs. Kimberly Oliver.

"Watch out Kimberly," Jeff laughed. "Cause I'm coming to town."

'FLASHBACK'

There was no one in the gym except Jeff and Coach Schmidt. Everything thing was going to according to his plan.

"Coach Schmidt, may I have a word with you," Jeff asked.

"Sure, what is it," he asked.

"I was just wondering where Kimberly was. I haven't seen her in over a year," Jeff said.

"That's confidential information, Jeff," Coach Schmidt told him.

He rolled his eyes and pulled out a gun.

"Listen old man, I don't have time for games. Where the hell is that little bitch," Jeff asked.

"Jeff, this is not like you," Coach Schmidt said.

He then realized that Jeff was the reason Kim left.

"Let's just say I know what I want, and no one's going to stop me from having it," Jeff said.

"You're not going to get away with this," Coach Schmidt told him.

"Is that a threat," Jeff asked.

He did not say a word.

"All I want to know is where she is," Jeff said.

"Alright, she lives in Miami with Tommy. You know he's not going to let you touch her," Coach Schmidt replied.

"Oh, I will," Jeff laughed.

Schmidt sighed as Jeff turned around. The lie had worked.

"Oh, and by the way, Schmidt. I know you're lying to me," Jeff said.

He turned and shot the coach.

'End Flashback'

"That old man thought he had fooled me," Jeff laughed, "but I know where you are Kimberly. Angel Grove, here I come."

xxx

That same day, Tommy and Kim had just gotten home.

"Want a glass of water," Kim asked as she made her way into the kitchen.

"No thanks, Kim," Tommy said.

He turned o the TV to watch the news.

"Good evening," the anchor said. "At this hour, we have some breaking news. World renowned Coach Gunthar Schmidt was murdered last night at this gymnastics center in Orlando, Florida. Sources believe the handler of the gun used in the shooting was that who twenty one year old, Jeffery Carter. Police are looking for him at this hour. If you have any information, contact the studio."

Tommy heard the glass Kim was holding drop and shatter. He ran over to her see if she was alright.

"He knows," Kim cried. "Jeff knows where I am."

Tears formed in her eyes as Tommy took her in his arms.

"How," he asked.

"I know him," Kim replied. "When he found out I left, Coach Schmidt wouldn't tell him because I told him not to tell anyone. Tommy, he's psychotic. He wanted me to be with him so bad. Jeff had to have forced him to tell him, and when he did, he shot him."

"But why," Tommy asked.

"He knows Coach would've told me. Tommy, he'll kill you next. You need to get out of here," Kim begged.

"Hell no" he said. "Kim, I'm not leaving you alone."

"Promise me you won't go after him," she begged.

"I promise," Tommy sighed. "We need to call the police."

"Oh, come on," Kim said, "you don't think he'll know I called? He'll be hiding out for years."

xxx

November 10, 1998

"Um, is anyone sitting here," a red head asked Kenny and Tommy.

"No, it's just us two loners," Kenny said.

The young girl blushed and sat down.

"I'm Kenny by the way," he said, "and this is Tommy."

"I'm Hayley," she smiled.

"New here," Tommy guessed.

"How could you tell," Hayley laughed.

"Have you two heard about that killing at Kim's old gymnastics center," Kenny asked.

Tommy's head went down.

"Um, yeah," he sighed.

"Who's Kim," Hayley asked.

"She's Tommy's fiancé, and might I add it's about time," Kenny said.

AN:

Alright, a little short, but know you know Kenny's somewhere out there. How far away is he from Florida? And how long after that will he make his presents known? You'll just have to wait and see.